DISCLAIMER: I asked for the Doctor for my birthday, but the BBC and The Moff said no. So I asked for the TARDIS… I got a cookie jar… shaped like the TARDIS. Better than nothing I guess! So no I don't own Doctor Who but I still have hopes that someone somewhere will see the massive error in this.
Regardless.
SUMMARY: The Doctor is being stalked through his own timeline. Nothing and nowhere is safe.
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My dearest readers,
Thank you so much for the time you've taken to read and review this, and thank you again for all your patience during this hiatus. As you know, things have been a bit… hectic around here, but it's gotten better. Slowly, but surely.
The original plan I had for this story has been completely derailed and has gone off in a terrific temper tantrum. (Yay alliteraton!) So, instead of posting what was, I'm allowing it to play out to completion in my head, writing as I go.
This WILL be completed, even if it takes me a year or more to do it.
So thank you again from the bottom of my hearts
I love you!
Vala