I'm still in emotional shock over Matt's departure. So no, I don't own Doctor Who.
"The world would be a poorer place without Doctor Who." ~ Steven Spielberg.
For a few hours after the universe had been rebooted, there was a reality in which the Doctor had never existed. Before he was brought back by the memories of an impossible bride, the Doctor was just a fairytale in a too cruel reality. Out there were swirling spirals of light, buried within the spinning sands of alien deserts, under the skies of hundred million new and unique worlds there were people crying out for someone to save them from tyranny and disaster.
And for a few short hours, not even a blip in eternity of time, there was no one there to answer them.
People often forget in those few hours the horrors that happened outside the Williams-Pond wedding on planet Earth. Those happy wedding goers didn't know that out there children were screaming as their worlds burned from a thousand different unchecked perils. While they laughed with friends, evil doers and villains that had at one time been vanquished now ran amuck with no one there to stop them. As Amy kissed her new husband the Last Great Time War was still raging across all of time and space taking more lives by the second. And all because a certain mad man was not there to do what had to be done and, had in fact never been there.
For a few hours, the Doctor had never saved the universe, never left Gallifrey, had never even born at all. Had the universe continued much longer without it's Doctor perhaps the consequences would have been irreparable and the delicate balance of time would have most likely collapsed as a hundred thousand triumphs simply did not happen.
Luckily for the universe and all its inhabitants, Amelia Pond was successful in her bid to bring back the Doctor though she didn't do it all on her own. The collective universe gave her memories that extra push needed to pull the Time Lord from the Never was and back into the Present bringing his entire time line with him.
There was a quick glitch, an unseen moment that echoed all across time and space as the universe reset back into its normal, Doctor filled pattern. It's was an interesting phenomena one many academics, had they known about the event, would have been excited to study. The man in question can't even describe the feeling of not existing one moment and existing the next. All he knew was that one moment he was in young Amelia Pond's bedroom, kissing her goodnight for what he thought would be the last time and then there was a terrible darkness. The next thing he knew, he was back on his TARDIS, in a suit of all things, wondering just what had happened.
Even his quick fire brain, which operated on levels a human couldn't even imagine, had a difficult time understanding just how he was able to come back. The answer was, of course, because he had. Because the universe had decided that a Doctor-less universe would be pretty rubbish and had given Amy Pond a moment of infinite power to drag the Time Lord back to his destiny. As the Doctor smiled and danced with the new Mrs. Williams, the universe took a bit of a breather as time rearranged itself to suit the return. A billion people came back into existence, Gallifrey was placed back under the time lock where it could do no more harm and a few less children cried.
Yes, it would be a poorer world indeed without the Doctor there to run around, be mad and pretty sort of marvelous. And though the universe wasn't normally willing to make bargains, it would always have a soft spot for that impossible man who we couldn't live without.
Well, it's done. Eleven's hour is over now and though my heart is in tatters at the loss of my Doctor, I couldn't be more pleased with his final episode. It wasn't perfect, but it was just what was needed. Anyway, thought I'd post this based upon a quote by Steven Spielberg about Doctor Who. I've always liked the quote and thought about the time in which the Doctor didn't exist in The Big Bang. Whether it's Hartnell or Troughton, Smith or Capaldi, we will always need to the Doctor to point us in the right direction and inspire us to greatness. I think by the time August comes 'round, I'll have accepted Capaldi as the Doctor. Until then... (clutches bowtie and giraffe doll in anguish)