The Tenth Doctor had yet to regain consciousness. His body had been dragged to the center of the palace which was an open area for the Queen to address any audience she may have. He had been chained to a chair which itself was bolted to the cement and facing the balcony where the Queen normally would address any audiences she would have.

Luckily the Doctor had not died and his Time Lord subconscious had prevented him from regenerating instead choosing to heal him to avoid the paradox that would have occurred. Standing at the balcony instead was the creature that had shot the Doctor. It was an ugly entity that didn't seem to possess much of a face, but rather an indentation that was brown and rotted.

Hundreds of soldiers stood behind the Doctor to prevent any sort of intervention that would allow the Doctor's escape. Suddenly the Doctor jerked awake and saw the horrendous creature that had captured him. The Doctor struggled but to no avail. "Go on then," he shouted. "What do you want from me?"

The creature spoke in a thick English accent. "You are Earth's defender, is that accurate?"

The Doctor looked around for any sign of Donna, but luckily she was not around. "Yeah, what of it?" he questioned.

"You are the Time Lord known as the Doctor then," the creature confirmed.

The Doctor paused. Whoever this creature was, it knew of Time Lords. That was not a good thing. "Who are you then? What planet are you from?"

The creature smirked. "The planet we come from is but one of very few untouched by your destructive war. My name holds no significance but us Porplexions know that individuality is toxic and follow only Oklarth and his wishes."

"Delmonio…" the Doctor stated. "But the Porplexions died out, your planet was lost courtesy of Chaos."

The Porplexion flinched but quickly recovered and shot a bolt of electricity at the Doctor. His breathing became shallow and realized mentioning the entity known as Chaos was a rather sensitive subject for the alien. The Doctor then got flashes of a different creature, one that was unknown to him. But just as soon as the memory had come, it had disappeared. "What….do you want….from me?" the Doctor asked through shaky breaths.

"Nothing," replied the alien. "It's what we want to show you."

A sense of dread filled the Doctor. "What could you possibly show me?" he asked.

"The one thing that Daleks, Cybermen, and countless others tried to show you but failed so miserably at," the alien replied. "The end of humanity, ahead of schedule."

Meanwhile Clara, Rose and River were watching as the Ninth and Twelfth Doctors were bickering amongst themselves. Nine had demanded that they create a psychic link between one another in order for Nine to have a better understanding of the events that happened between their two incarnations. Twelve, however, insisted that his former self would not be able to endure the link with the amount of years that were between the two.

"Rubbish," the Ninth Doctor said. "If you won't allow the link I'll force it." The Ninth Doctor concentrated on creating a link with his future self but before the Twelfth Doctor could stop him the link had been created.

Immediately a barrier was created between the three women and the Doctors. "What's going on?" Rose asked. She made to approach the Doctors but River held her back.

River looked completely taken aback but quickly composed herself. "The Doctor forced a psychic link and a lot of energy is flowing between the two, so much so that a barrier was created to save any innocent bystanders."

"Which would be us," Clara guessed correctly.

"Indeed," River said. "It's best if we don't interfere."

Rose wasn't sure she agreed but decided to listen to River. She didn't want to mess up anything for her Doctor. She watched on as a golden color filled the entirety of the TARDIS. Clara thought it reminded her of the same energy that appeared when the Doctor regenerated. "Is he going to be alright?" Rose asked River who seemed to know more about the Doctor than either her or this Clara.

River said uncertainly, "Well a psychic link such as this is unprecedented. Hopefully the Doctor from the past can endure it but with as many years as there are between the two who's to say if he'll be alright?"

That did not make Rose feel any better. She then turned to Clara. "Does he ever mention me?" she asked him.

"Don't," River said, shaking her head.

"What?" Rose asked, defensively. "I have a right to know. I get that you're his wife but it seems you two aren't traveling together and as far as I've gathered Clara here is traveling with him."

River had explained in depth just who the Doctor really was and that Rose would, in years to come, learn so much more about him. She also explained what happened to Rose and the woman she would turn into which helped the Doctor become an even better person. It was enough to lift Rose's spirits high enough that she would do what she could to help the Doctor now.

Rose was undeterred however. "Does he mention me, ever?"

Clara was doing her best to keep her calm, after all Rose was the young woman ripped from the past and thrown into a future she had no idea about. "Not once," Clara said. "But you have to understand that's how he deals with it. I've yet to hear about any former companion of his."

Rose looked to the two Doctors. "What's happening now?" she asked. The golden color turned to a violent shade of red. Something was wrong, that much she knew.

River could not find a way past the barrier that protected him. She looked all around the TARDIS for any sign of something that could help. She then went to the exterior of the TARDIS and placed her hand upon it ever so gently. "Please forgive me," she whispered.

Clara and Rose watched on as River turned into a clear image of herself. It was as though she was a hologram. The moment River did so she merged with the TARDIS circuits and traveled through them to reach her destination. "What just happened?" Rose asked.

"Yes well," Clara began, "she's his dead wife who was stored in a giant computer base and I'm guessing she has the ability to travel wherever there's a strong wireless connection."

Rose nodded in understanding. "That should probably freak me out more than it is, but I'm just numb to everything now."

"I know just how you feel," Clara agreed. Suddenly River appeared between the two Doctors with her hands placed between the two.

"What is she doing?" Rose asked.

"I think she's trying to break the link," Clara said. "Hard to tell from here." Clara, however, was right. River, on the other hand, was not having as much luck breaking the link as she thought. In fact her connection that Clara had been spot on about, was becoming less stable.

"We have to find a way to help her!" Rose said.

Clara agreed. "What can we do though? We can't cross that barrier."

Rose quickly thought over a dozen different ideas in her head. What would the Doctor do? "That's it!" Rose, startling Clara. "We need to boost her signal!"

A look of comprehension passed between the two. "Sonic screwdriver!" they both said simultaneously.

"Quick, where is it?" Rose asked.

Right on cue both sonic screwdrivers of the Ninth and Twelfth Doctors rolled towards the two companions. "She wants us to help," Rose said, referring to the TARDIS.

"Let's not disappoint then!" Clara said, raising the Twelfth Doctor's sonic screwdriver.