Watching the Doctor

by RedRobyn2

The Doctor is stranded in prison, dealing with the revelations of the Timeless Child and the memories of her time travelling, all alone. Until the Tardis decides enough is enough and gathers her and some of her more recent companions to help her deal with her past and make some amends by watching her adventures. Characters watch the show, set after Timeless Child/Pre-Resolution.

2. The Night and Day of the Doctor

On the large blank screen, the words 'The Night of the Doctor' appeared and then the first video started to play. The Doctor sat fidgeting and shuffling around, unable to stay still. Terrified about what would be shown, she trusted the TARDIS but that didn't mean she was at all happy with the situation. There were so many things she didn't want her friends to know, especially her fam. She had tried so hard to try and keep them safe, not telling them nearly as much as she had told her companions in the past. All for nothing.

[Spaceship]

CASS: Help me, please. Can anybody hear me?

The Doctor's eyes widened in shock and recognition. It had been a very long time but she still recognised the young girl on screen. Her companions looked at each other trying to see if any of them recognised the girl to try and understand which Doctor would be shown first, but none were able too. The Doctor curled up on herself more, she knew what was coming and she hated it. She hated that she hadn't been able to save Cass, hated how she had become a soldier and she hated her part in the war.

COMPUTER: Please state the nature of your ailment or injury.
CASS: I'm not injured, I'm crashing. I don't need a doctor.

There were a few chuckles around the room. "I don't think you're going to get a choice." Mickey spoke up grinning.

COMPUTER: A clear statement of your symptoms will help us provide the medical practitioner appropriate to your individual needs.
CASS: I'm trying to send a distress signal. Stop talking about doctors.
DOCTOR: I'm a doctor. But probably not the one you're expecting. Where are the rest of the crew?
(This Doctor is Paul McGann.)

"Woah, is that you?" Bill asked, leaning forward to inspect the screen.

"Yes, my eight incarnation. Though not for much longer." The Doctor sighed. Her comment drew some concerned and curious looks but she didn't look away from the screen so the others decided it best not to question her. The Master shot her a look, he had a feeling he knew what was going to happen.

CASS: Teleported off.
DOCTOR: But you're still here.
CASS: I teleported them.
DOCTOR: Why you?
CASS: Everyone else was screaming.

"Oh, I like her." River grinned, winking at her wife but failed to get a reaction. Her grin shrunk, changing into a small frown. Whatever was going to happen couldn't be anything good for the Doctor to be still and staring blankly at the screen.

DOCTOR: Welcome aboard.
CASS: Aboard what?
DOCTOR: I'll show you.
(He leads her along the corridor away from the bridge.)
CASS: Where are we going?
DOCTOR: Back of the ship.
CASS: Why?
DOCTOR: Because the front crashes first. Think it through. Oh!

"Be nice!" Donna berated the Doctor who smiled a little in surrender.

"I don't really think it makes much difference; the ship is still crashing no matter what end you are on." Rory pointed out, ever the sensible and practical one.

"It still gives you a little but more time, plus I had a plan Roman." The Doctor tried to defend herself one heartedly. It wasn't like her plan had worked, but at least she had had one. Not that it was particularly complicated, get back to the TARDIS before the ship crashed, it should have been fool-proof. Which in her case meant it obviously had to go wrong.

(The bulkhead seals itself.)
DOCTOR: Why did you do that?
CASS: Emergency protocols.
(Out comes the sonic screwdriver.)
DOCTOR: What's your name?
CASS: Cass.
DOCTOR: You're young to be crewing a gunship, Cass.
CASS: I wanted to see the universe. Is it always like this?
DOCTOR: If you're lucky.

"Ehm Doc, I don't think being on a crashing space ship is particularly lucky." Graham argued, with the vast majority of the room nodding in agreement.

(The bulkhead door opens to reveal the Tardis.)

"Oh, so that's your plan." Martha nodded to herself, it seemed so simple but she had a bad feeling it wouldn't be. It never was with the Doctor.

DOCTOR: Don't worry, it's bigger on the inside.
CASS: What did you say? Bigger on the inside, is that what you said?
DOCTOR: Yes. Come on, you'll love it.
CASS: Is this a Tardis?

"She knew what a TARDIS was?" Rose asked curious and surprised. When she had travelled with the Doctor it was usually only his enemies that knew what it was.

"Yes, the Time Lords were very well known back then." The Doctor bit her lip, before taking a deep breath. She would have to tell them. River and Jack were already starting to look suspicious. "This was during the Time War; everyone knew who the Time Lords were because they were fighting everywhere. This was before I put up the Time Lock to try and prevent some of the destruction."

Many of her older companions nodded in understanding, most had heard bits and pieces about the war. The newer ones, her current fam and Bill, however, looked even more confused.

"Time War? What are you talking about?" Ryan asked. The companions that knew about the war looked at him in a bit of surprise, did they really not know about the war?

"The Last Great Time War was a war between my people and the Daleks. It was raging across all of time and space and it was destroying the universe. Whole planets were obliterated, species went extinct, trillions died. For a long time, I refused to fight but this, this is what dragged me back home to fight in the war. To end the war I did something terrible, horrifying. Or at least I thought I did." The Doctor tried her best to explain without getting lost in the memories of al the horrors she had seen and done. The older companions listened on in sympathy and curiosity for her last statement. The newer ones though, just looked shocked and a tad scared to know what she had done to end the war.

DOCTOR: Yes, but you'll be perfectly safe, I promise you.
CASS: Don't touch me!

"I'm guessing she knew what you were and was not happy about it." Jack asked the Doctor who grimaced in response. He was the one that had the best understanding of this in some ways. The Time Agency had legends about the Time Lords and they weren't particularly nice ones.

DOCTOR: I'm not part of the war. I swear to you, I never was.
CASS: You're a Time Lord.
DOCTOR: Yes, I'm a Time Lord, but I'm one of the nice ones.
CASS: Get away from me!
DOCTOR: Well, look on the bright side. I'm not a Dalek.
CASS: Who can tell the difference any more?

The companions were all taken aback by that statement and most looked ready to argue with the screen but the Doctor interrupted their oncoming protests.

"It was during the war and in wars anyone can become a monster." The comment was quiet, drawing sympathetic and concerned looks but she refused to meet any of their eyes. She risked a quick glance at the Master who met her eye for a second, the pair of them were the only ones that truly understood what the Time Lords had become during the war. Her friends had no understanding of what they were like. They all thought the Master was the mad renegade but in fact most of the Time Lords had a closer resemblance to him than the Doctor, especially during the war.

River and Jack shared a look. Both had heard stories, but to see how people reacted to the Doctor was different all together, she may not always be welcome everywhere but this was something different.

(She closes the bulkhead door between herself and the Doctor.)
DOCTOR: Cass!
CASS: It's deadlocked. Don't even try.
DOCTOR: Cass, just open the door. I'm trying to help.
CASS: Go back to your battlefield. You haven't finished yet. Some of the universe is still standing.
DOCTOR: I'm not leaving this ship without you.
CASS: Well, you're going to die right here. Best news all day.
DOCTOR: Cass, Cass. Cass! Cass! Cass!

"You idiot." The Mater remarked, trying to appear casual but the comment had slipped out.

"For once I agree. Were you trying to get yourself killed? She clearly wasn't going to come with you, you tried but you can't save everyone and you shouldn't die trying to save someone that doesn't want to be saved!" River snapped at the Doctor, frustrated with her wife's self-destructive tendencies.

"I couldn't just leave her." The Doctor protested feebly, but was met with her wife's angry glare.

[Planet surface]

(KaBOOM as the ship impacts a planet.)

The majority of the room shot concerned looks at the Doctor, worrying about how she had survived. She clearly had, to be in the room with them but it didn't make them worry any less. The whole video was unsettling, having to see the Doctor before any of them knew her and the one from around the war as well.

OHILA: And here he is at last. The man to end it all. My sisters, the Doctor has returned to Karn. We have always known in our bones that one day he would return here. Such a pity he's dead.

"Karn? And what are they talking about? You're obviously not dead, you're here." Amy questioned; eyes narrowed ready to go on the attack if necessary.

"Karn is Gallifrey's sister planet. And yes, I was dead, they brought me back to induce a regeneration." The Doctor shrugged, sometimes she wished that she had just died back then, it would have been so much simpler.

[Temple]

(The Doctor wakes with a start.)
DOCTOR: Cass!
OHILA: If you refer to your companion, we are still attempting to extract her from the wreckage.
DOCTOR: She wasn't my companion.
OHILA: She's almost certainly dead. No one could survive that crash.
DOCTOR: I did.
OHILA: No. We restored you to life, but it's a temporary measure. You have a little under four minutes.
DOCTOR: Four minutes? That's ages. What if I get bored, or need a television, couple of books? Anyone for chess? Bring me knitting.

"You really can't ever stay quiet can you Doctor?" Clara smirked, glad to see the Doctor on screen at least a little bit back to normal. The Doctor managed a quick grin, it was true and she wouldn't deny it. Amy and Rory rolled their eyes in sync, both thinking about how hyperactive the Doctor had been during the Cube fiasco.

OHILA: You have so little breath left. Spend it wisely.
DOCTOR: Hang on. Is it you? Am I back on Karn? You're the Sisterhood of Karn, Keepers of the Flame of utter boredom.
OHILA: Eternal life.

The Master chuckled, being the only one who actually understood what the pair on screen were actually talking about. The rest of the room did crack a few smiles though for the more typical Doctor like behaviour.

(See The Brain of Morbius for more details.)
DOCTOR: That's the one.
OHILA: Mock us if you will, but our elixir can trigger your regeneration, bring you back. Time Lord science is elevated here on Karn. The change doesn't have to be random. Fat or thin, young or old, man or woman?

"They can control it?" Rose blinked, surprised.

"Most Time Lords can to some degree. Although Karn has turned it into some sort of science. The Doctor just struggles with it." The Master smirks, shooting a glance at the Doctor. Both had the stray thought about whether that was due to her true nature.

The Doctor turned to River to try and get support but she just grinned teasingly. "Oh, don't look at her dear. I'm sure she has better control than you from what I've heard." The Master continued on, interrupting her as she was about to add another protest. "Do I need to mention Romana?" The Doctor pouted slightly but gave up trying to defend herself. Somehow the comment about River had gone largely unnoticed by those that don't know her.

DOCTOR: Why would you do this for me?
OHILA: You have helped us in the past.
DOCTOR: You were never big on gratitude.
OHILA: The war between the Daleks and the Time Lords threatens all reality. You are the only hope left.
DOCTOR: It's not my war. I will have no part of it.

Her friends looked at her in concern, which seemed to be a permeant feature on their faces when they looked at her now. "Why did you refuse to fight?" Yaz asked cautiously, despite her apprehension she was curious to know more about her friend.

The Doctor bit her lip, contemplating her answer. "A lot of reasons. I was a renegade as far as Gallifrey was concerned. They only liked me when I made myself useful and that wasn't particularly often. I didn't like being used and I felt like I didn't owe them anything. I thought that I could do a better job staying on the fringes and helping people not fighting on the front lines, I made a terrible soldier." She scoffed before steeling herself for the last bit of truth, the truth they deserved to know. "And I didn't want to go home just to find my family and friends dead, I wasn't sure how I would cope. Before the war, I at least knew they were mostly safe but after it started, I had no way of knowing who was still alive. I was scared."

"It's alright to be scared. I don't know myself but from what I've seen and heard between you and grandad I don't need to guess that war is terrifying. And your family, of course you were scared for your family, that's normal." Donna somehow managed to toe a thin line of reassurance and exasperation with her apparent idiocy.

The Doctor nodded in thanks at Donna, trying to push down the wave of emotion that threatened to overtake her with the memories. No one was brave enough to ask about her family, dreading the answer. The Master glared at the floor, he had his own memories of war and his family and they weren't pretty either.

OHILA: You can't ignore it forever.
DOCTOR: I help where I can. I will not fight.
OHILA: Because you are the good man, as you call yourself?
DOCTOR: I call myself the Doctor.
OHILA: It's the same thing in your mind.
DOCTOR: I'd like to think so.

She shared a small smile with Clara, both thinking about to her time debating the issue as Eyebrows and then her speech to Missy in the graveyard. She was the Doctor, yes, but that didn't mean she was a good man nor that she was a bad one. It meant she tried her best to be kind and to help.

OHILA: In that case, Doctor, attend your patient.
(Cass is brought in and laid on the altar stone. The Doctor scans her with his screwdriver.)
OHILA: You're wasting your time. She is beyond even our help.
DOCTOR: She wanted to see the universe.
OHILA: She didn't miss much. It's very nearly over.
DOCTOR: I could have saved her. I could have got her off, but she wouldn't listen.
OHILA: Then she was wiser than you. She understood there was no escaping the Time War. You are a part of this, Doctor, whether you like it or not.
DOCTOR: I would rather die.

A few companions flinched at the bluntness of her statement. The Doctor grimaced, she had been so determined back then but had wavered at the sight of Cass and gone into the hell they called the war. She came out a different person. She had seen so many wars during her time as a traveller but it was different seeing it on your own planet and at that scale.

OHILA: You're dead already. How many more will you let join you? If she could speak, what would she say?
DOCTOR: To me? Nothing. I'm a Time Lord. Everything she despised.
OHILA: She would beg your help, as we beg your help now. The universe stands on the brink. Will you let it fall? Fast or strong, wise or angry. What do you need now?

Clara had been watching Ohila during the video, trying to place why she seemed so familiar than it hit her. "She was there on Gallifrey during the whole … thing." She waved her hand trying to encompass the mess with the confession dial and the Doctor's return to Gallifrey.

"Yes, she was." The Doctor nodded; the pair ignored the confused eyes of the rest of the room.

(The Doctor fingers Cass' baldric.)
DOCTOR: Warrior.
OHILA: Warrior?
DOCTOR: I don't suppose there's a need for a doctor any more. Make me a warrior now.

"There's always a need for a doctor." River muttered, eyes pleading with the Doctor who smiled sadly at her shaking her head.

OHILA: I took the liberty of preparing this one myself.
(She hands him a steaming chalice.)
DOCTOR: Get out. Get out! All of you. Will it hurt?
OHILA: Yes.
DOCTOR: Good. Charley, C'rizz, Lucie, Tamsin, Molly, friends, companions I've known, I salute you. And Cass, I apologise.

The Doctor looked down at the floor in remembrance of all those friends she has lost, those that had let her and those she left. Even if they had left for better lives, she still missed them.

"Amy you asked me once who I believed in." The Doctor smiled sadly at the Ponds. Amy nodded quickly curious where she was going with this. "I believe in you. My friends, companions, the people that travel with me. You all change me as much as I change you, you all teach me so much. You've always been the best of me." She nodded almost absently minded to herself. "I look in on everyone who has travelled with me. They don't always see me but I do watch them, make sure they're happy. Everyone I can, from the first to all of you." She leaned forward from her seat, hands fiddling with the edge of her coat, offering a weary smile to her friends. They offered sad smiles back, happy that she didn't forget them but wondering somewhere in the back of their minds when she had looked in on them.

Physician, heal thyself.
(The Doctor drinks the elixir and staggers, dropping the chalice. Regeneration energy starts to surge through his body. He doubles over. White out.)
OHILA: Is it done?
(A figure takes Cass's baldric and puts it on.)
WARRIOR: Doctor no more.
(We are shown the reflection of a young John Hurt.)

Before anyone could say anything, not that many of them could verbalise the feelings pooling in their stomach the words 'Day of the Doctor' came up on the large screen. They all faced the screen nervous and unsure of what would appear next.

[Outside Coal Hill Secondary School]

(A policeman is on his beat past the sign to I M Foreman's scrap yard at 76 Totter's Lane. Note - Chairman of the School Governors is I Chesterton.)

"Wait, Chesterton? Ian Chesterton?" The Doctor looked up at Clara, knowing she was the only one around at the time, being a teacher at the school. She had a sinking feeling she knew what this video would be about.

"Yeah, you know him?" Clara watched the Doctor, trying to gauge why she knew her boss.

"He was Susan's science teacher at Coal Hill in the 60's and got curious about us. He was one of the first humans to travel with me after I sort of kidnapped him along with another teacher – Barbara. Last I heard they got married, had their own kids and grandkids." The Doctor smiled softly stuck in old memories. That was a long time ago.

"Susan?" She didn't even know who had asked that.

"My granddaughter." No one asked anymore questions thankfully. She started at the screen trying to supress old memories.

CLARA [OC]: Waste no more time arguing about what a good man should be. Be one. Marcus Aurelius.

[Classroom]

The end of class bell rings. A young man rushes in as the other students leave.)
CLARA: Have you been running?
TOM: Are you okay? There was a call for you at the office, from your doctor.
CLARA: Did he leave an address?
(He hands her a piece of paper. She grabs her motorcycle gear and leaves. The Tardis is parked on the side of a lonely country road. Clara sounds her horn and drives straight at it. The doors open to let her in.)

"Oh, is this -?" Clara asked, realising what the video was but wanting to check with the Doctor. It made more sense now, taking the first video into consideration.

"Yeah, it's that I think." The Doctor smiled sadly at her, taking a moment to take her in. It had been a while since she had last seen Clara, let alone had all her memories of her.

[Tardis]

(The Doctor is reading a book on Advanced Quantum Mechanics.)
DOCTOR: Draught.

"Is that really you, Doc?" Graham asked watching the screen bemused. "I know these guys have mentioned it and even you said about it when we first met you but, it's a bit hard to get your head around."

"Yep, that was me Graham. That was my face two regenerations ago, I believe my delightful friends over there referred to him as Chinny." She answered grinning.

(Clara clicks her fingers and the doors close.)

"When have you been able to get the Tardis to open and close like that?" Rose asked.

"Have they not always been able to do that?" Amy answered. The pair, and everyone else, looked to the Doctor.

"Since just before Pinstripes regenerated into Chinny. Donna you were there, the library, remember? River showed me. Didn't really start doing it until Chinny though." The Doctor nodded at said companion.

DOCTOR: Fancy a week in ancient Mesopotamia followed by future Mars?
CLARA: Will there be cocktails?
DOCTOR: On the Moon.
CLARA: The Moon'll do.
(They laugh and embrace.)
DOCTOR: How's the new job? Teach anything good?
CLARA: No. Learn anything?
DOCTOR: Not a thing.
(They slap palms. Alert. Tardis interference detected.)

Clara and the Doctor shared a bittersweet smile, both thinking back to happier days before everything really went crazy. Back when travelling and trouble was constant but not quite so overwhelming.

CLARA: What's happening?
DOCTOR: Whoa, whoa. We're taking off, but the engines aren't going.
(Because the Tardis has been grabbed by a lifting grapple from a helicopter.)
PILOT [OC]: Windmill Eleven to Greyhouse leader. Blue Eagle is airborne. Ready to receive. We're on our way.

[Outside the White Tower]

OSGOOD: Hello? Kate Stewart's phone. Oh, hold on. Excuse me. Ma'am. Ma'am!
KATE: The ravens are looking a bit sluggish. Tell Malcolm they need new batteries.

"Oh, it's Kate." Amy grinned; she hadn't seen Kate since the whole cube invasion. Being stuck in New York in the past made it kind of hard to meet up with old friends. She was finding it a bit weird watching Clara interact with her Doctor but she knew it was necessary, they always needed someone and she had told him to find someone.

OSGOOD: It's him. Sorry, it's your personal phone, but, well, I recognised the ring tone. It's him, isn't it?
(She gets a bit breathless as she hand the phone over.)
KATE: Inhaler.
(Her assistant uses her inhaler. Notice the very long multicoloured scarf wrapped around her neck.)
KATE: Doctor, hello. We found the Tardis in a field. I'm having it brought in.

[Tardis]

(The Doctor is hanging out of the door, using the external emergency telephone.)
DOCTOR: No kidding.
KATE [OC]: Where are you?
(He holds the phone up towards the helicopter as they fly up the Thames.)

"How do manage to get yourself into these situations Doctor?" Jack laughed at the put out look on her face. She was too busy resisting the urge to stick her tongue out and enjoying the burst of joy at being with her friends and family again to really mean it though.

[Outside the White Tower / Tardis]

KATE: Oh, my god! Oh, Doctor, I'm so sorry. We had no idea you were still in there. Come on.
PILOT [OC]: Roger. New heading two zero seven. Changing course.
(The turn sends the Doctor out of the door. Clara manages to grab hold of his feet.)
KATE: Doctor, can you hear me? I don't think he can hear me.
DOCTOR: Next time, would it kill you to knock?
KATE: I'm having you taken directly to the scene. Doctor, hello, are you okay?
DOCTOR: Whoa! I'm just going to pop you on hold.
(He changes position to hang onto the base of the Tardis with his hands.)
KATE: Doctor?
CLARA: Doctor!

"You're completely mad." Martha shook her head, smiling widely.

(They fly to - )

(Trafalgar Square]

SOLDIER: Atten - shun!
(The Doctor drops down before the Tardis is lowered to the ground and salutes Kate, Osgood and the squad of UNIT soldiers waiting for him.)
DOCTOR: Why am I saluting?
KATE: Doctor, as Chief Scientific Officer, may I extend the official apologies of UNIT
DOCTOR: Kate Lethbridge Stewart, a word to the wise. As I'm sure your father would have told you, I don't like being picked up.

There was a round of snickers and the Doctor grinned, it had definitely sounded better in her head.

CLARA: That probably sounded better in his head.

"Lethbridge-Stewart?" The Master spoke up for the first time since being banished to his armchair.

"Yes, the Brigadier's daughter. I'm sure you remember dear old Alistair." She smirked at him, enjoying how he shuffled in his chair uncomfortably. They both remembered all too well the days when she had worked for UNIT when she was banished to Earth in her third regeneration as well as several other instances.

"I thought I had killed her, back on that plane during 3W?" The Master remembered.

"Nope, you are an idiot and turned her father into one of your Cybermen. He saved her. I bet you are happy you didn't meet him; I think he would have tried to shoot you again. Oh wait, he did. Besides this is before that." She grinned smugly at the Master who decided to ignore her. The companions who weren't aware of what they were talking about watched the conversation confused and concerned. Especially those that knew the Master/Missy.

KATE: I'm acting on instructions direct from the throne. Sealed orders from her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth the First.
CLARA: The Queen? The First? Sorry, Elizabeth the First?

"Didn't she want to kill you the last time we met?" Martha spoke up, smiling at the new Doctor.

"Complicated but yes. I think I kind of deserved it this time though." The Doctor grinned back at Martha with a real smile, it was good to see her happy. She also ignored the Master's muttered comments about how she usually deserved it.

KATE: Her credentials are inside.
(The Doctor is about to break the seal on the message when Kate points back to the National Gallery.)
KATE: No. Inside.
DOCTOR: (to Osgood) Nice scarf.

"It is as horrible as the one you wore in your fourth face Doctor. You have no sense of fashion, dear." The Master smirked at her smugly.

"First of all, I am pretty sure that is my scarf, no I don't really know how she got it. Second, I have a great fashion sense. Besides it isn't like you can talk, do you not remember all your horrible fashion choices. Remember the capes? And Missy looked like an Edwardian/Victorian Mary Poppins!" She glared back at him. Both of them ignoring Bill's snickering.

"I'm sorry sweetie but I have to agree with him. You have a horrible fashion sense and everyone here knows it." The Doctor crossed her arms over her chest with a humph, not actually upset by the betrayal (well, only a little). Trying to ignore everyone's laughs but she couldn't stop a small smile breaking across her face still happy that everyone was together and safe for once.

,
KATE: What's our cover story for this?
OSGOOD: Er, Derren Brown.
KATE: Again?
OSGOOD: Oh, we've sent him flowers.
(The Doctor and Kate head up the steps to the gallery.)
SOLDIER: Atten-shun! Right, I want a secure perimeter around the gallery.

[National Gallery]

CLARA: Did you know her, Elizabeth the First?
DOCTOR: Unified Intelligence Task Force.
CLARA: Sorry?

"You always do that!" Clara sighed annoyed.

"Do what?"

"Avoid the question."

DOCTOR: This lot. UNIT. They investigate alien stuff. Anything alien.
CLARA: What, like you?
DOCTOR: I work for them.
CLARA: You have a job?
DOCTOR: Why shouldn't I have a job? I'd be brilliant at having a job.
CLARA: You don't have a job.
DOCTOR: I do. This is my job. I'm doing it now.
CLARA You never have a job.
DOCTOR: I do. I do.

"You have a job? Yeah right Doctor. You can't even sit still for five minutes." Amy scoffed grinning at her.

"I do! I swear. Well did. Last I heard UNIT was having financial troubles but I used to work with them back in the 70's? 80's? Something like that. I was scientific advisor. Martha, Donna you should believe me. Both of you have seen me work for UNIT." She explained smugly.

"I don't think anyone really believes you, Doc." Graham laughed, becoming more comfortable with the strangers surrounding them but still a bit unsure about what was going on. She knew the three of her fam were curious to learn more about her. Probably like everyone else in the room.

"Unfortunately, I can vouch for her, she did work for them. Semi unwillingly as she was exiled to Earth for a while without any knowledge to repair her Tardis." The Master smirked at her, undoubtedly remembering those days so long ago.

"It wasn't unwilling, I just didn't like being stuck in one time and place for so long. I enjoyed working with UNIT, mostly. Besides, you spent a lot of time around as well annoying me and failing to take over the Earth."

(A painting is unveiled of an alien Citadel on fire and under attack.)

The look on both Time Lord's faces was intense. The Doctor had been expecting it but the Master was completely taken aback to see it. They glanced at each other before the Doctor remembered what he had done to Gallifrey and turned sharply away.

KATE: Elizabeth's credentials, Doctor.
CLARA: But, but that's not possible.
DOCTOR: No more.
KATE: That's the title.
DOCTOR: I know the title.
KATE: Also known as Gallifrey Falls.

"I've only heard rumours about the painting. Which is the real title?" River asked glancing in concern at her wife, having an idea what they might see in the video.

"Both and neither, you'll see." She smiled sadly back at her wife with a nod, answering the unasked question. She had told River about many things during their twenty-four years of domestic bliss on Darillium.

DOCTOR: This painting doesn't belong here, not in this time or place.
CLARA: Obviously.
DOCTOR: It's the fall of Arcadia, Gallifrey's second city.

"That's the Time War?" Martha asked quietly. The Doctor nodded sadly, they would all be seeing a lot more than she would have liked. There were too many bad memories from that time and her method of running from them had been doing quite fine until the TARDIS had decided to interfere.

The three newest companions shared a look. They didn't know much about the Time War apart from what the Doctor had already explained but they recognised the word Gallifrey – the Doctor's home. Was this why the Doctor didn't want to take them to her home? But what about the place they had been on the other side of the border. Was this how it had gotten destroyed? Things weren't quite fitting together.

CLARA: But how is it doing that? How is that possible? It's an oil painting in 3D.
(She steps forward and we can see that she is correct.)
DOCTOR: Time Lord art. Bigger on the inside. A slice of real time, frozen.

"Woah, that's so cool. Why did you never show me these kinds of cool things?!" Bill piped up from her place on a beanbag.

"I took you to cool places! Didn't you enjoy the Frost Fair?"

"We almost got eaten by a giant fish thing!"

"Yeah, but we didn't and we had some fun, plus I took you to lots of other places Bill!"

"Yes, when you were supposed to be guarding the vault and shouldn't have left the university!" Nardole broke in arms crossed as he tried to give her a stern glare.

"Oh, shut up Nardole, it was fine."

"University?" Martha was the one to ask. Everyone had watched the conversation with smiles on their faces remembering all the cool places the Doctor had taken them. Plus, all the trouble they eventually found.

"Yeah, I taught at St Luke's University in Bristol for 70 years, a few years or so ago from my perspective, as Eyebrows."

"Yep, she? He? They were my tutor. His lectures were crazy." Bill added smiling at the Doctor.

"Why did you stick around like that? You couldn't even manage a year with us when those cube things attacked." Rory pointed out.

"Complicated. Unfortunately, I'm sure it will be explained at some point now hush Rory the Roman!"

KATE: Elizabeth told us where to find it, and its significance.
(The Doctor takes Clara's hand.)
CLARA: You okay?
DOCTOR: He was there.
CLARA: Who was?
DOCTOR: Me. The other me. The one I don't talk about.
CLARA: I don't understand.
DOCTOR: I've had many faces, many lives. I don't admit to all of them. There's one life I've tried very hard to forget. He was the Doctor who fought in the Time War, and that was the day he did it. The day I did it. The day he killed them all. The last day of the Time War. The war to end all wars between my people and the Daleks. And in that battle there was a man with more blood on his hands than any other, a man who would commit a crime that would silence the universe. And that man was me.

She glanced around the room, refusing to meet anybody's eyes. She had run for so long, trying to get away from that incarnation, the soldier, the warrior. She was conflicted, on one side they would see that she hadn't destroyed her home, that she hadn't committed double genocide but on the other her newer friends would learn about what she had almost done, about the kind of person she was really. And she would have to share the Master's destruction of Gallifrey.

She glanced at the Master. All the time she had fought in the war and she hadn't known he was alive; didn't know he had been resurrected to fight. She wanted so badly to hate him for everything but she just couldn't. There was too much history between them. The Master decidedly didn't look away from the screen, refusing to meet her eyes in fear of what lay beneath them. Pity? Accusation? Hatred? Understanding? He didn't know what would be worst.

The rest of the room felt uneasy watching the screen, the older companions had heard about the war and knew to some degree what the Doctor had done. But to have to watch it was a whole different thing. Add in her comments about thinking she had done it and they weren't quite sure if they really knew what they were going to see. The newer companions watched conflicted with everything going on. They were learning so much more about the Doctor and they were scared to find out what she had done that scared her so much, that made her hate herself so much.

[Arcadia]

(We get treated to the battle scene with fleeing civilians, buildings being destroyed, flying Daleks and soldiers firing at them. Lots of explosions and deaths.)
DALEKS: Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate.

"Oh god, Doctor." Rose gaped at her. "I know you told me about it a bit, but I never imagined -." She stopped, unable to finish her question. Everyone watched the screen in horror. Most of them had heard at least a bit about the war but they had never imagined they would see any of it. They had never really wanted too, many of them had seen war zones amongst their travels with the Doctor and she didn't really flinch at them. Therefore, they knew logically that the Time War had to have been truly horrible, indescribable.

SOLDIER: Message for the High Council, Priority Omega. Arcadia has fallen. I repeat, Arcadia has fallen.
(He sees the Type 40 Tardis with the stuck chameleon circuit, and its occupant comes towards him. This is the John Hurt Doctor No More version.)

"It's hard to believe that's you, especially compared to the ones I first met." Mickey spoke up from his place beside Martha, an arm around his wife.

"Yes, it is a bit of a change. But that's the warrior. I've been trying my hardest to be the Doctor since." She shrugged, then another thought occurred to her. "Wait, you find that a harder change than this one?" She smiled slightly, Mickey just shrugged in response, his own grin breaking across his face.

WARRIOR: Soldier, I'm going to need your gun.

"Gun? You hate guns." Rory said. The others clearly had similar thoughts form the way they were looking at her.

"It was a war, plus it wasn't for that reason. Just watch." The Doctor frowned in memory of the war. Her eyes were glued to the screen.

(He shoots at a concrete wall.)
DALEKS: Exterminate! Exterminate. Exterminate!
GALLIFREYAN: Please. Please, just don't.
DALEK: Alert! Alert! The Doctor is detected.
DALEKS: The Doctor is surrounded!
DALEK: Inform High Command we have the Doctor. Seek, locate, destroy.
(The Gallifreyan family sneak away. The Doctor has etched No More into the concrete wall.)
DALEKS: Seek, locate, destroy. Seek
(A Tardis smashes through, bashing the Daleks to pieces.
DALEK: The Doctor is escaping. What are these words? Explain. Explain.

The companions smiled a bit to see the TARDIS taking out the Daleks and the people escaping. The Master rolled his eyes, as soon as the Doctor was around the Daleks could think of no one else.

[War room]

(Inside the Citadel.)
ANDROGAR: The High Council is in emergency session. They have plans of their own.
GENERAL: To hell with the High Council. Their plans have already failed. Gallifrey's still in the line of fire. So, he was there then?
ANDROGAR: He left a message, a written warning for the Daleks. He's a fool.
GENERAL: No, he's a madman.

"A madman with his box." Amy smiled at the Doctor, remembering meeting her both the first time and when she came back late (both times). "Well, madwoman now." The Doctor grinned back at her.

ANDROGAR: As you can see, sir, all Dalek fleets surrounding the planet now converging on the capital, but the Sky Trenches are holding.
(Boom! The building shakes.)
GENERAL: Where did he go next?
ANDROGAR: What does it matter? This is their biggest ever attack, sir. They're throwing everything at us
TIME LADY: Sir, we have a security breach to the Time Vaults.
GENERAL: The Omega Arsenal, where all the forbidden weapons are locked away.
ANDROGAR: They're not forbidden any more. We've used them all against the Daleks.
GENERAL: No. No we haven't.

[Omega Arsenal]

(A plinth is empty.)
GENERAL: The Moment is gone.
ANDROGAR: I don't understand. What is the Moment? I've never heard of it.
GENERAL: The galaxy eater. The final work of the ancients of Gallifrey. A weapon so powerful, the operating system became sentient. According to legend, it developed a conscience.
ANDROGAR: And we've never used it.
GENERAL: How do you use a weapon of ultimate mass destruction when it can stand in judgment on you? There is only one man who would even try.

"What kind of crazy weapons did your species make?" Ryan asked incredulously.

"Lots of horrible ones. It was a terrible war."

[Desert planet]

WARRIOR: Time Lords of Gallifrey, Daleks of Skaro, I serve notice on you all. Too long I have stayed my hand. No more. Today you leave me no choice. Today, this war will end. No more. No more.

Everyone, bar the two Time Lords who exchanged a careful glance remembering the war, had their eyes stuck to the screen in a mix of horror and grief. Many of them had heard about the Time War and knew what the Doctor had done but it was different having to see it and the state the Doctor was in. The newer companions who didn't know about the war or the details of the Doctor's decision to end it were apprehensive about what they were going to see.

(The War Doctor, Other Doctor or Warrior as I prefer shifts the sack he is carrying on his back and enters a lonely barn.)

[Barn]

"Wait, that's the barn from when you were a child-." Clara spoke unthinking before freezing at looking at the Doctor like a deer in headlights.

"How do you know about that?" The Doctor asked her cautiously.

"It doesn't matter." When the Doctor went to speak again, Clara added, "I'm sure you'll find out at some point now let's keep watching."

(He puts down the sack and reveals a brass inlaid clockwork box.)
WARRIOR: Now, how do you work? Why is there never a big red button?

No one wanted to make a joke, too stuck on the horror and unease of what was going on.

(He hears scuffling noises, and opens the door.)
WARRIOR: Hello? Is somebody there?
MOMENT: It's nothing.
(A blonde woman who looks exactly like Rose Tyler is sitting on the clockwork box.)

"But that's me!" Rose spoke up, sitting up and staring intensely at the screen.

"No, it just took your shape. I'm pretty sure it'll be explained soon." The Doctor answered without moving her own eyes from the screen. This was bringing up too many bad memories.

MOMENT: It's just a wolf.
WARRIOR: Don't sit on that!
MOMENT: Why not?
WARRIOR: Because it's not a chair, it's the most dangerous weapon in the universe.
(He hurries her from the barn and closes the door behind her. And there she is, sitting on the box.)
MOMENT: Why can't it be both? Why did you park so far away? Didn't you want her to see it?
WARRIOR: Want who to see?
MOMENT: The Tardis. You walked for miles, and miles and miles and miles and miles.
WARRIOR: I was thinking
MOMENT: I heard you.
WARRIOR: You heard me?
MOMENT: No more. No more.
WARRIOR: No more.
MOMENT: No more. No more.
WARRIOR: Stop it.
MOMENT: No more.

"You got to admit that's at least a bit funny Doc." She decidedly ignored Jack's chuckles. She knew he was just trying to break the tense atmosphere but she was stuck in bad memories.

WARRIOR: Who are you?
(The clockwork in the box makes a noise.)
WARRIOR: It's activating. Get out of here.

"Always trying to save people Doctor." Clara smiled sadly at her.

(He tries to take hold of the box.)
WARRIOR: Ow!
MOMENT: What's wrong?
WARRIOR: The interface is hot.
MOMENT: Well, I do my best.
WARRIOR: There's a power source inside. (penny drops) You're the interface?
MOMENT: They must have told you the Moment had a conscience. Hello! Oh, look at you. Stuck between a girl and a box. Story of your life, eh, Doctor?
WARRIOR: You know me?
MOMENT: I hear you. All of you, jangling around in that dusty old head of yours. I chose this face and form especially for you. It's from your past. Or possibly your future. I always get those two mixed up.

"She's like Sexy! She kept getting confused with tenses too. I guess it's hard when it comes to time travel." Amy pointed out.

WARRIOR: I don't have a future.
MOMENT: I think I'm called Rose Tyler. No. Yes. No, sorry, no, no, in this form, I'm called Bad Wolf. Are you afraid of the big bad wolf, Doctor?

"Is that really what I looked like on the satellite?" Rose asked curious, still a bit uncomfortable seeing herself-but-not-herself on screen

"Yes, a bit, it's better you don't remember though. We'll likely see it at some point."

WARRIOR: Stop calling me Doctor.
MOMENT: That's the name in your head.
WARRIOR: It shouldn't be. I've been fighting this war for a long time. I've lost the right to be the Doctor.

"Doctor –." Jack was the one to speak up gingerly, as if he was speaking to a scared animal. She didn't like that comparison.

"Jack, it was a long time ago. I'm fine. Just keep watching." She ignored the doubtful glances everyone gave her but was thankful no one else spoke up. She exchanged a look with Clara, she was the only one who knew what happened in detail. She wasn't happy with the idea that the others would find out she hadn't destroyed Gallifrey. Well, she was. She just wasn't looking forward to having to explain that it had been destroyed again, and by the Master.

MOMENT: Then you're the one to save us all.
WARRIOR: Yes.
MOMENT: If I ever develop an ego, you've got the job.
WARRIOR: If you have been inside my head, then you know what I've seen. The suffering. Every moment in time and space is burning. It must end, and I intend to end it the only way I can.
MOMENT: And you're going to use me to end it by killing them all, Daleks and Time Lords alike. I could, but there will be consequences for you.
WARRIOR: I have no desire to survive this.

"Oh sweetie." River moved from her place beside her parents and kidnapped her wife. Picking her up and pulling her into a hug. "Don't you dare say that, ever. Don't even think it!"

"I'm sorry River, I didn't want to survive if no one else was. I didn't want to live with the guilt." She signed into the hug, hiding her face and ignore the urge to just collapse and cry in her wife's embrace. She had missed being held by River. River slowly pulled back, leaning in to kiss her forehead before sitting down next to the three current companions with the Doctor in her lap, arms wrapped tight around her wife so she couldn't escape no matter how much she wriggled. She noticed for the first time that she was shorter than her.

"River!" She only received a hush from the person in question and she crossed her arms annoyed before looking determinedly back at the screen. She missed the glances that River exchanged with most of the other residents of the room.

MOMENT: Then that's your punishment. If you do this, if you kill them all, then that's the consequence. You live. Gallifrey. You're going to burn it, and all those Daleks with it, but all those children too. How many children on Gallifrey right now?
WARRIOR: I don't know.
MOMENT: One day you will count them. One terrible night. Do you want to see what that will turn you into? Come on, aren't you curious?

The Doctor turned and hid her face in River's shoulder, not wanting to remember any of the horrors of the war or what she had done/thought she had done. River brought her arms closer around her wife, whispering comforts in her ears until she looked back up to the screen.

A whirling portal opens above them.)
MOMENT: I'm opening windows on your future. A tangle in time through the days to come, to the man today will make of you.
(A fez drops through the portal.)
MOMENT: Okay, I wasn't expecting that.

"Let me guess that was the one we knew?" Amy laughed at the pout she received from the Doctor who made quite a picture sitting on her wife's lap. Rory, River and Clara laughed with her.

[National Gallery]

CLARA: But the Time War's over. Why have you brought us here to look at a painting?
KATE: The painting only serves as Elizabeth's credentials, proof that the letter is from her. It's not why you're here.
(The Doctor breaks the wax seal and unfolds the paper.)
ELIZABETH [OC]: My dearest love, I hope the painting known as Gallifrey Falls will serve as proof that it is your Elizabeth who writes to you now. You will recall that you pledged yourself to the safety of my kingdom. In this capacity I have appointed you as curator of the Under Gallery, where deadly danger to England is locked away. Should any disturbance occur within its walls, it is my wish that you be summoned. God speed, gently husband.

"Husband? Doctor, you mangy dog." Of course, it was Jack who smirked at her but the others laughed enjoying a bit of comic relief in a tense atmosphere.

"Shut up." She glanced behind to check on her wife, before continuing. "River stop grinning, I haven't been married nearly as many times as you have."

DOCTOR: What happened?
KATE: Easier to show you.
(The Doctor and Clara leave with Kate. The man with Osgood answers his phone.)
MCGILLOP: McGillop. But that's not possible. I was just. Understood, sir. But why would I take it there?
(Meanwhile, a metal shutter comes down behind the Doctor and Clara as they stand in front of a painting on wood of Gloriana herself.)
CLARA: Elizabeth the First. You knew her, then?
(And next to Gloriana in the painting, in period costume, is David Tennant.)
DOCTOR: A long time ago.

"There's the Spaceman that we knew. You look as stupid as ever." Donna shared a laugh with Mickey, Martha, Rose and Jack, ignoring her protests about her fashion sense.

[England, 1562]

(The Tardis is parked in a meadow in the bend of a river. The door is opened, and the previous Doctor gallops out on a white horse, with a red-headed lady on the pillion.)
DOCTOR 10: Allons-y! There you go, your Majesty, what did I tell you? Bigger on the inside.
ELIZABETH: The door isn't. You nearly took my head off. It's normally me who does that.
(Reclining on cushions near a tent flying the royal pennant.)
ELIZABETH: Tell me, Doctor, why I'm wasting my time on you. I have wars to plan.
DOCTOR 10: You have a picnic to eat.
ELIZABETH: You could help me.
DOCTOR 10: Well, I'm helping you eat the picnic.
ELIZABETH: But you have a stomach for war. This face has seen conflict, it's as clear as day.
DOCTOR 10: Oh, I've seen conflict like you wouldn't believe. But it wasn't this face. But never mind that, your Majesty. Up on your feet. Up, up.
ELIZABETH: How dare you? I'm the Queen of England.
DOCTOR 10: I'm not English. Elizabeth, will you marry me?

"Bit forward Doctor." Jack laughed.

"Oi! I had a reason. Keep watching." Despite her protests, the Doctor grinned at the (other) immortal time traveller.

ELIZABETH: Oh, my dear sweet love. Of course I will.
DOCTOR 10: Ah, gotcha!
ELIZABETH: My love?
DOCTOR 10: One, the real Elizabeth would never have accepted my marriage proposal. Two, the real Elizabeth would notice when I just casually mentioned having a different face. But then the real Elizabeth isn't a shape-shifting alien from outer space. And

"A shape-shifting alien from outer space impersonating Queen Elizabeth the first. Why am I not even surprised?" Rory sighed as everyone, bar the Master, laughed. They were used to weird stuff with the Doctor.

"The Royal family has no luck, remember the werewolf and Queen Victoria?" Rose grinned at the Doctor who grinned back. The others watched confused about what they presumed was an adventure the pair had gone on.

"How can I forget? That's the reason Torchwood was founded. We were messing around while also trying to not get killed, and she couldn't forgive that."

(He holds out a clockwork gizmo.)
DOCTOR 10: Ding.

"You love that device way too much." Martha laughed at her and her protests. She was starting to think the TARDIS had brought them all here for her companions to bully her. They seemed to be getting on terrifyingly well, she wasn't sure she could survive the combined power of them all.

ELIZABETH: What's that?
DOCTOR 10: It's a machine that goes ding. Made it myself. Lights up in the presence of shape-shifter DNA. Ooo. Also it can microwave frozen dinners from up to twenty feet and download comics from the future. I never know when to stop.

"I needed one of those. Would have been helpful for Torchwood. Doctor?"

"Not a chance Jack. I'm never giving Torchwood anymore alien tech, they have too much as it is."

ELIZABETH: My love, I do not understand.
DOCTOR 10: I'm not your love, and yes you do. You're a Zygon.
ELIZABETH: A Zygon?
DOCTOR 10: Oh, stop it. It's over. A Zygon, yes. Big red rubbery thing covered in suckers. Surprisingly good kisser. Think the real Queen of England would just decide to share her throne with any old handsome bloke in a tight suit, just cos he's got amazing hair and a nice horse? Oh.
(No more white horse. Instead, there's the Zygon.)
DOCTOR 10: It was the horse. I'm going to be King. Run!

"It always ends up with the running with you doesn't it." Rose grinned at her, her question more a statement. "Glad to see that doesn't change."

"So, it's always like that then?" Yaz asked, smiling when she received enthusiastic, and some exasperated, nods from all the previous companions.

ELIZABETH: What's happening?
DOCTOR 10: We're being attacked by a shape-shifting alien from outer space, formerly disguised as my horse.
(They run into a ruined building.)
ELIZABETH: What does that mean?
DOCTOR 10: It means we're going to need a new horse.

"Priorities Doctor." Clara sighed, she always missed stuff. She may have been a genius but she/he (they?) could be so stupid at times.

ELIZABETH: Where's it going?
DOCTOR 10: I'll hold it off. You run. Your people need you.
ELIZABETH: And I need you alive for our wedding day.
(Elizabeth kisses him, then runs.)
DOCTOR 10: Oh, good work, Doctor. Nice one. The Virgin Queen? So much for history.

"When do you ever pay attention to history?" Amy laughed with the other companions.

"I try my hardest!" She ignored the scoffs she received.

(Elizabeth runs through the trees while the Doctor tries to lure the Zygon. She screams and the Doctor comes running. His gizmo is dinging a lot.)
DOCTOR 10: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Oh, very clever.
(He talks to a lop-eared rabbit.)
DOCTOR 10: Whatever you've got planned, forget it. I'm the Doctor. I'm nine hundred and four years old. I'm from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Kasterborous. I am the Oncoming Storm, the Bringer of Darkness, and you are basically just a rabbit, aren't you? Okay, carry on. Just a general warning.

"Well done Martian!" Donna practically cackled with laughter alongside the rest of the room. Even the Master chuckled a little, although he tried to hide it. The Doctor definitely didn't pout.

"You have a lot of titles Doc." Graham pointed out once he finished chuckling with everyone else.

"Oh, she has lots more-." The Master started, a crazed smirk on his face which was cut off abruptly by a pillow hitting him in the face. His expression (a weird contortion between confusion, anger and pure bewilderment) caused all the companions to laugh which they then tried to hide when he glared at them. The Doctor didn't even bother to hide her laugh, she wouldn't miss the pillow. She had River after all.

ELIZABETH [OC]: Doctor!
DOCTOR 10: Elizabeth!
(He finds her lying on the ground.)
ELIZABETH: That thing. Explain what it is. What does it want of us?
DOCTOR 10: That's what I'm trying to find out. Probably just your planet.

"Oh, just the normal than." Rory nodded sarcastically drawing laughs from the other companions.

(A second Elizabeth walks up.)
ELIZABETH 2: Doctor. Step away from her, Doctor. That's not me. That's the creature.
ELIZABETH: How is that possible? She's me. Doctor, she's me!
(The Doctor tries to use his gizmo.)
ELIZABETH 2: I am indeed me. A compliment that cannot be extended to yourself.
ELIZABETH: Extraordinary. The creature has captured my exact likeness. This is exceptional.
ELIZABETH 2: Exceptional? A Queen would call it impertinent.
ELIZABETH: A Queen would feel compelled to admire the skill of the execution, before arranging one.
DOCTOR 10: It's not working.

The companions laughed a bit to see the Doctor frustrated with his home-made device as the Queen and Zygon argued behind him.

ELIZABETH: One might surmise that the creature would learn quickly to protect itself from any simple means of detection.
ELIZABETH 2: Clearly you understand the creature better than I. But then, you have the advantage.
(A vortex appears in the air.)
DOCTOR 10: Back, both of you, now! That's a time fissure. A tear in the fabric of reality. Anything could happen.
(A red fez drops out of it.)
DOCTOR: 10: For instance, a fez.

"Look at you, confusing your past self, like the idiot you are." Amy laughed at her. "You really had a weird obsession with them back then."

"Hey Pond. Fezzes are cool!"

"No, they really aren't sweetie."

[National Gallery]

(The portrait of the 10th Doctor and Elizabeth is concealing a door.)
KATE: This way.

[Under Gallery]

KATE: Welcome to the Under Gallery. This is where Elizabeth the First kept all art deemed too dangerous for public consumption.
(The Doctor scoops up a handful of the sand on the floor in between two rows of statues covered with dust sheets.)
DOCTOR: Stone dust.
KATE: Is it important?
DOCTOR: In twelve hundred years I've never stepped in anything that wasn't.

"1200? Last time I saw you, you said were about 900." While Martha was the one to ask the question, all her old companions looked at her.

"It had been a while for me." The Doctor grimaced, that was putting it lightly and that was before she spent 900 years defending Trenzalore.

"How old are you now then?" It was Donna that asked looking concerned

Before she even got a chance to answer, Clara did for her. "She was well over 2000 last time I saw her slash 4.5 billion because she's a loving and stubborn idiot. I'm pretty sure she doesn't even know anymore and will just lie to us. I think they've been lying about their age for a long time." Clara raised an eyebrow at her.

"4.5 Billion?" The Master asked, looking shocked with his own question.

"You didn't hear? I thought you would have known, you usually do. Plus, Rassilon probably would have bragged about it. It's a long story and I don't want to talk about it now. I'm sure it will come up at some point."

"Doctor." He glared at her. For a second, she thought she could detect a bit of concern in his eyes.

"My confession dial. That's all I'm telling you. Besides does it even matter? Both of us know that I don't have any idea how old I really am." She glared right back. He was the reason she was so doubtful about her age and her past. He nodded at her slowly, she knew he was giving up for the moment but not forever. He would find out at some point.

She turned back to Donna who had asked the question originally. "I lost track of my age a long time ago, I've lied about it a lot too. Don't always use the same definition of a year either, depends where I am I the universe sometimes. I am definitely several thousand years old though, maybe billions depending on perspectives. Honestly, I don't know. I'm just old at this point." She finished grimly.

"It really has been a long time for you then." Rose spoke up quietly. The Doctor glanced up hurriedly at her but didn't say anything. She didn't know what to say.

(Osgood makes a noise.)
DOCTOR: Oi, you. Are you sciency?
OSGOOD: Oh, er, well, er, yes.
DOCTOR: Got a name?
OSGOOD: Yes.
DOCTOR: Good. I've always wanted to meet someone called Yes. Now, I want this stone dust analysed. And I want a report in triplicate, with lots of graphs and diagrams and complicated sums on my desk, tomorrow morning, ASAP, pronto, L O L. See? Job. Do I have a desk?
KATE: No.
DOCTOR: And I want a desk.
KATE: Get a team. Analyse the stone dust. Inhaler!
(Further into the under gallery, the Doctor spots the red fez in a display case. He takes it out and puts it on.)
CLARA: Someday, you could just walk past a fez.
DOCTOR: Never gonna happen.

"What is it with the fez?" Clara asked the Doctor mixed between exasperated and nostalgic.

"Amy and River weren't there to destroy my fez. I was enjoying it while I could."

"Do you always announce your presence with a fez in this regeneration?" Donna asked, shaking her head at the current Doctor who smiled sheepishly but shook her head. "Fezzes are cool."

(And into another room with broken glass on the floor and alien 'paintings' along the wall.)
SCIENTIST: As you instructed, nothing has been touched.
KATE: This is why we called you in.
CLARA: 3D again.
DOCTOR: Interesting.
CLARA: The broken glass?
DOCTOR: No, where it's broken from. Look at the shatter pattern. The glass on all these paintings has been broken from the inside.
KATE: As you can see, all the paintings are landscapes. No figures of any kind.
DOCTOR: So?
KATE: There used to be.
(She hands him a pad with the original image on it.)
CLARA: Something's got out the paintings.
DOCTOR: Lots of somethings. Dangerous.
KATE: This whole place has been searched. There's nothing here that shouldn't be, and nothing's got out.

"Of course, there's trouble when you're around Doc. That's one thing we've learned, you act like a magnet for it." Graham spoke up, breaking the uncomfortable atmosphere that had descended. A few chuckles were scattered across the room.

(Enter the time fissure.)

DOCTOR: Oh no, not now.
CLARA: Doctor, what is it?
DOCTOR: No, not now. I'm busy.
KATE: Is it to do with the paintings?
DOCTOR: No, no. This is different. I remember this. Almost remember. Oh, of course. This is where I come in.
(He throws the fez into the fissure.)
DOCTOR: Geronimo!
(And leaps into it himself.)

"Absolutely no care. Just flinging yourself into trouble like normal. Just wizard, Martian. No wonder you always find trouble!" Donna rolled her eyes at the Doctor, who at least had the decency to look a bit guilty.

CLARA: Doctor!
KATE: Wait!

[Woods, 1562]

(And lands heavily.)
DOCTOR: Oof!
(Doctor 10 puts on the fez.)
ELIZABETH: Who is this man?
DOCTOR 10: That's just what I was wondering.
DOCTOR: Oh, that is skinny. That is proper skinny. I've never seen it from the outside. It's like a special effect. Oi!
(He knocks the fez to the ground.)
DOCTOR: Ha! Matchstick man.

"I swear whenever you meet yourself, all you do is insult each other!" Clara threw her hands up exasperated.

The Master chuckled. "At least you weren't there when there was five of them." The Doctor glared at him for bringing that up before answering Clara. "How would you like to meet yourself from several years ago?" When no one could provide her an answer she settled smugly, turning back to the screen.

DOCTOR 10: You're not.
(They both get out their sonic screwdrivers. 11's is bigger and better.)
DOCTOR 10: Compensating.
DOCTOR: For what?
DOCTOR 10: Regeneration. It's a lottery.
DOCTOR: Oh, he's cool. Isn't he cool? I'm the Doctor and I'm all cool. Oops, I'm wearing sandshoes.

"Two of you together, you don't even want to know what I'm thinking." Jack grinned manically at the Doctor, winking. She rolled her eyes at him and mouthed 'stop it'.

DOCTOR 10: What are you doing here? I'm busy.
DOCTOR: Oh, busy. I see. Is that what we're calling it, eh? Eh?
(He puts on his fez and turns to the two Elizabeths.)
DOCTOR: Hello, ladies.
DOCTOR 10: Don't start.
DOCTOR: Listen, what you get up to in the privacy of your own regeneration is your business.
DOCTOR 10: One of them is a Zygon.
DOCTOR: Urgh. I'm not judging you.

"You realise you are talking to yourself, right?" Mickey laughed.

"Oi, I do know, Mickey the idiot!"

(The time fissure reappears. They both put on their glasses, then notice each other.)
BOTH: Oh, lovely.

"How can you be so similar and yet so different at the same time?" Rose grinned with all the other companions. Each remembering the Doctor they knew and comparing them both to the ones on screen and the one watching with them.

"Wait! Are those my glasses?" Amy shouted before the video could continue raising an eyebrow at the Doctor.

"You left them behind! It's not like I could give them back." The Doctor tried futilely to defend herself, then she continued softer with a sad look and puppy eyes at the red-headed Scot. "Besides they reminded me of you." Amy smiled softly at her in understanding, she wasn't angry really.

DOCTOR: Your Majesties. Probably a good time to run.
ELIZABETHS: But what about the creature?
DOCTOR 10: Elizabeth, whichever one of you is the real one, turn and run in the opposite direction to the other one.
ELIZABETHS: Of course, my love.
ELIZABETH: Stay alive, my love. I am not done with you yet.
(She kisses Doctor 10 and leaves.)
DOCTOR 10: Thanks. Lovely.
ELIZABETH 2: I understand. Live for me, my darling. We shall be together again.
(Another kiss and run.)
DOCTOR 10: Well, won't that be nice?
DOCTOR: One of those was a Zygon.
DOCTOR 10: Yeah.
DOCTOR: Big red rubbery thing covered in suckers.
DOCTOR 10: Yeah.
DOCTOR: Venom sacs in the tongue.
DOCTOR 10: Yeah, I'm getting the point, thank you.
DOCTOR: Nice.

"And you complain at me for flirting!"

"You flirt with everything Jack!"

CLARA [OC]: Doctor, is that you?
DOCTOR: Ah, hello, Clara. Can you hear me?

[Under Gallery / Woods]

CLARA: Yeah, it's me. We can hear you. Where are you?
DOCTOR: Where are we?
DOCTOR 10: England, 1562.
CLARA: Who are you talking to?
DOCTORS: Myself.

"Oh yeah that isn't confusing to anyone who doesn't know about regeneration." Rose grinned happy to see her (second) Doctor on screen.

KATE: Can you come back through?
DOCTOR: Physical passage may not be possible in both directions. Its. Ah! Hang on. Fez incoming!
CLARA: Nothing here.
DOCTOR 10: So where did it go?

[Barn]

CLARA [OC]: Who's he talking to?
KATE [OC]: He said himself.

[Under Gallery]

KATE: Keep him talking.
(She uses her mobile as she leaves.)
KATE: Malcolm? Malcolm, I need you to send me one of my father's incident files. Codenamed Cromer. 70s or 80s depending on the dating protocol.
(Something growls as it watches her go.)

"First of all; she's in trouble. Second of all, why is there an incident file for that kind of thing?" Rory spoke up hesitantly, unsure if he really wants the answer.

"Like the Master said, there has been a few incidents, one was an accident with five of me and the Brigadier was around at the time." The Doctor smiled sadly a bit lost in memories.

[Woods, 1562]

DOCTOR 10: Okay, you used to be me, you've done all this before. What happens next?
DOCTOR: I don't remember.

"How can you forget something like that?" Mickey asked incredulously.

"Timelines. You aren't supposed to meet yourself so when you do the memories become very hazy, if you remember anything at all. At least until your oldest-self lives through it." The Doctor explained.

DOCTOR 10: How can you forget this?
DOCTOR: Hey, hang on. It's not my fault. You're obviously not paying enough attention. Reverse the polarity!
(They both aim their sonic screwdrivers at the fissure.)
DOCTOR: It's not working.
DOCTOR 10: We're both reversing the polarity.
DOCTOR: Yes, I know that.
DOCTOR 10: There's two of us. I'm reversing it, you're reversing it back again. We're confusing the polarity.

"You're a right idiot you know that Spaceman."

"Well, I'm sorry. I wasn't exactly prepared for a time-space fissure on either day. Plus, crossing timelines always makes your memories fuzzy for the protection of the timelines as I just mentioned." The Doctor hmphed.

(The Warrior drops through the time fissure.)
WARRIOR: Anyone lose a fez?
DOCTOR 10: You. How can you be here? More to the point, why are you here?
WARRIOR: Good afternoon. I'm looking for the Doctor.
DOCTOR 10: Well, you've certainly come to the right place.
WARRIOR: Good. Right. Well, who are you boys? Oh, of course. Are you his companions?
DOCTOR: His companions?
WARRIOR: They get younger all the time. Well, if you could point me in the general direction of the Doctor?

"Well, he's in for a surprise. I can't believe past-you thought two of your future faces were companions. Wait, yes I can." Rose laughed at him.

"To be fair, my previous incarnations were mostly old men. I'm surprised it took me so long to be a woman actually." The Doctor looked down at herself, her face scrunched up in confusion.

(They both demonstrate their sonic screwdrivers.)
WARRIOR: Really?
DOCTOR: Yeah.
DOCTOR 10: Really.
WARRIOR: You're me? Both of you?
DOCTOR 10: Yep.
WARRIOR: Even that one?
DOCTOR: Yes!
WARRIOR: You're my future selves?
BOTH: Yes!
WARRIOR: Am I having a midlife crisis? Why are you pointing your screwdrivers like that? They're scientific instruments, not water pistols. Look like you've seen a ghost.

"Well in a way you have, I guess. If that's one of your old faces and you die before you change." Bill tilted her head in question which the Doctor just answered with a smile.

DOCTOR 10: Still, loving the posh gravelly thing. It's very convincing.
DOCTOR: Brave words, Dick van Dyke.
(A troop of soldiers run up, lead by a nobleman.)
BENTHAM: Encircle them. Which of you is the Doctor? The Queen of England is bewitched. I would have the Doctor's head.
WARRIOR: Well, this has all the makings of your lucky day.

"Trouble as normal. Wish I was there, it would definitely be my lucky day."

"Oi, stop it you!"

[Under Gallery]

(Kate returns.)
CLARA: I think there's three of them now.

[Woods, 1562]

KATE [OC]: There's a precedent for that.
BENTHAM: What is that?
WARRIOR: Oh, the pointing again. They're screwdrivers! What are you going to do, assemble a cabinet at them?

"He's right sweetie. How on Earth did you come up with the idea?" River smirked at her sheepish wife who refused to meet her eyes, blushing slightly when she remembered she was still sitting on River's lap.

BENTHAM: That thing, what witchcraft is it?
DOCTOR: Ah, yes. Now that you mention it, that is witchcraft. Yes, yes, yes. Witchy witchcraft. Hello? Hello in there. Excuse me. Hello!

[Under Gallery]

DOCTOR [OC]: Am I talking to the wicked witch of the well?
KATE: He means you.
CLARA: Why am I the witch?
DOCTOR [OC]: Clara?
CLARA: Hello?

[Woods, 1562 / Under Gallery]

DOCTOR: Clara, hi, hello. Hello. Would you mind telling these prattling mortals to get themselves begone?
CLARA: What he said.
DOCTOR: Yes, tiny bit more colour.
CLARA: Right. Prattling mortals, off you pop, or I'll turn you all into frogs.
DOCTOR: Ooo, frogs. Nice. You heard her.

The Doctor groaned while her current companions snickered, it hadn't been funny at the time but looking back at the situation it was just a bit.

"Why are you lot giggling like school children?" Donna asked curious.

"The Doctor took us to Jacobean England to solve a mystery and had some trouble with the fact she is female now so you can imagine how they would react to her." Yaz grinned.

"Did you get tried as a witch?!" Jack practically cackled while the other companions joined her fam in snickering. She was quite an interesting person, she got away with it mostly as a man but it would be very different as a woman, especially in certain time periods.

"Oi! I got dunked in a lake! It was freezing." The Doctor pouted but it only drew more laughter from her companions.

CLARA: Doctor, what's going on?

[Woods, 1562]

DOCTOR: It's a timey-wimey thing.
WARRIOR: Timey what? Timey-wimey?
DOCTOR 10: I've no idea where he picks that stuff up.

"Are you seriously trying to get yourself out of trouble with yourself by blaming yourself?" Martha asked exasperated and disbelieving, yet resigned to the insanity that was the Doctor.

"Maybe?"

(Enter an Elizabeth. The soldiers fall to their knee.)
SOLDIERS: The Queen. The Queen.
ELIZABETH: You don't seem to be kneeling. How tremendously brave of you.
DOCTOR 10: Which one are you? What happened to the other one?
ELIZABETH: Indisposed. Long live the Queen.
SOLDIERS: Long live the Queen.
ELIZABETH: Arrest these men. Take them to the Tower.
DOCTOR 10: That is not the Queen of England, that's an alien duplicate.
DOCTOR: And you can take it from him, cos he's really checked.
DOCTOR 10: Oh, shut up.
DOCTOR: Venom sacs in the tongue.
DOCTOR 10: Seriously, stop it.
DOCTOR: No, hang on. The Tower.

[Under Gallery]

DOCTOR [OC]: Did you say the Tower? Ah, yes, brilliant. Love the Tower.

"Seeing as that sounds bad, I am going to guess you have a plan as you don't look very worried about being locked in the tower." Bill pointed out and received a proud smile and nod from the Doctor.

[Woods, 1562]

DOCTOR: Breakfast at eight, please. Will there be Wi-Fi?
WARRIOR: Are you capable of speaking without flapping your hands about?
DOCTOR: Yes. No. I demand to be incarcerated in the Tower immediately with my co-conspirators Sandshoes and Granddad.
WARRIOR: Granddad?
DOCTOR 10: They're not sandshoes.

There was a general mutter of "yes they are" from around the room.

WARRIOR: Yes, they are.

"Like I said, you spend all your time insulting yourself. Should we be worried?" Clara laughed but the question had a bit of an edge to it, but no one wanted to darken the current light atmosphere.

ELIZABETH: Silence. The Tower is not to be taken lightly.

[Under Gallery]

ELIZABETH [OC]: Very few emerge again.
KATE: Dear God, that man's clever. Come on.
CLARA: Where are we going?
KATE: My office, otherwise known as the Tower of London.

"Oh, so you do have a plan for once." Amy raised an eyebrow at her. "That's rare."

"I'm guessing she made it all up as she went with you lot too then?" Ryan asked the other companions who all nodded back in varying forms of amusement and exasperation.

[Tower dungeons]

WARDER: Come on, you lot, get in there.
WARRIOR: Ow.
(The warder leaves, shutting the door behind him. The Doctor finds a piece of metal bar and starts scratching on a stone pillar.)
DOCTOR: Three of us in one cell? That's going to cause some nasty anomalies if we don't get out soon.
DOCTOR 10: What are you doing?
DOCTOR: Getting us out.

"How is writing a message to the future going to help. They can't fly the TARDIS." Mickey asked.

"No, they can't fly the TARDIS, just watch Mickey. It will make sense eventually."

(The Warrior is using his sonic screwdriver on the wooden door.)
DOCTOR 10: The sonic won't work on that, it's too primitive.
DOCTOR: Shall we ask for a better quality of door so we can escape?

"Next time you get one you need to make sure it has a wood setting. The amount of times that has caused trouble. Seriously Martian!" Donna exclaimed.

DOCTOR 10: Okay, so the Queen of England is now a Zygon. But never mind that. Why are we all together? Why are we all here? Well, me and Chinny, we were surprised, but you came looking for us. You knew it was going to happen. Who told you?
(Moment Rose is holding a finger to her lips.)

"So, you couldn't see her then? Only the one from the war?" Bill asked. The Doctor nodded.

DOCTOR: Oi, Chinny?
DOCTOR 10: Yeah, you do have a chin.

[Under Gallery]

(The stone dust is being analysed.)
OSGOOD: Marble, granite. A lot of different stone, but none of it from the fabric of the building. It's like somebody smashed up a lot of old statues. Are there any missing?

Most of the companions were starting to guess what happened and were hoping the pair of scientists got out.

MCGILLOP: Don't think so. Why would anyone do that, anyway? I mean, I know we're meant to keep an open mind, but are we supposed to believe in creatures that can hide in oil paintings and have some sort of a grudge against statues? You all right?
(Osgood uses her inhaler.)
OSGOOD: We have to go, right now, this minute.
MCGILLOP: What's wrong?
OSGOOD: The things from the paintings. I know why they smashed the statues.
MCGILLOP: Why?
OSGOOD: Because they needed somewhere to hide.
(The nearby statues raise their dust sheets. Zygons! They attack McGillop first, and Osgood runs.)

"That's not good."

[National Gallery]

(Osgood gets into the National Gallery and shuts the door, but a Zygon smashes through the painting of Elizabeth and the tenth Doctor. She gets into the open lift but it will not move, so she slumps in the far corner.)
OSGOOD: The Doctor will save me. The Doctor will save me. The Doctor will save me. The Doctor will save me. The Doctor will save me.
(The Zygon transforms.)
OSGOOD-Z: Excuse me. I'm going to need my inhaler. I so hate it when I get one with a defect. Ooo, you've got some perfectly horrible memories in here, haven't you? So jealous of your pretty sister. I don't blame you. I wish I'd copied her.
OSGOOD: So do I!
(The Zygon is standing on the end of Osgood's scarf, so she gives it a sharp tug and down goes her duplicate, allowing her to escape.)
OSGOOD-Z: Oh, for goodness sake.

"Good for her!" Martha cheered along with the other. Glad to see someone get away.

[Tower environs]

KATE: The Doctor will be trying to send us a message. We're looking for a string of numerals from around 1550, approximately. Priority One. I'm going to need access to the Black Archive.

[Black Archive corridor]

KATE: The Black Archive. Highest security rating on the planet. The entire staff have their memories wiped at the end of every shift. Automated memory filters in the ceiling. Access, please.
ATKINS: Ma'am.
(Kate hands him her key.)
KATE: Atkins, isn't it?
ATKINS: Yes, ma'am. First day here.
KATE: (sotto) Been here ten years.

[Black Archive]

CLARA: Lock and key? Bit basic, isn't it?
KATE: Can't afford electronic security down here. Got to keep the Doctor out. The whole of the Tower is Tardis-proofed. He really wouldn't approve of the collection.

"No, I really don't. I also do not appreciate that Kate."

"You realise you are talking to a screen. Also, is there really anyway to keep you out of anywhere?" Clara raised her eyebrows channelling her days as a teacher. The others smiled knowing that was true, you couldn't keep the Doctor out of anywhere she really wanted to be.

CLARA: But you let me in.
KATE: You have a top level security rating from your last visit.
CLARA: Sorry, my what?
KATE: Apologies. We have to screen all his known associates. We can't have information about the Doctor and the Tardis falling into the wrong hands. The consequences could be disastrous.

"Wait they keep information on everyone associated with you. Who wants to join me in breaking in and finding blackmail on the Doctor?" Amy grinned a bit manically.

"Oh, count me in. Definitely need more blackmail." Clara grinned at the red-haired Scot.

"Unfortunately, I'm pretty sure you are going to get lots of blackmail from these videos. No need to break in to UNIT." The Doctor sighed.

CLARA: What is that?
KATE: Time travel. A vortex manipulator bequeathed to the UNIT archive by Captain Jack Harkness on the occasion of his death. Well, one of them. No one can know we have this, not even our allies.

"Wait, one of his deaths?" Bill asked looking at said Captain who smirked flirtatiously.

"Complicated. I can't die. Well, I can but I get up again. I'm sure it will come up at some point." Those that didn't know him just stared incredulously at him before deciding they had heard weirder and focussed back on the screen. They would likely get answers eventually.

CLARA: Why not?
KATE: Think about it. Americans with the ability to rewrite history? You've seen their movies.
CLARA: Okay, so this is how we're going to rescue the Doctor.
KATE: I'm not sure there's enough power for a two-way trip. In any event, we don't have the activation code. The Doctor knows we have this, so he's always kept the code from us. Let's hope he changes his mind.
(Her phone rings.)
KATE: Yes? Well, if you've found it, photograph it and send it to my phone.

"Oh, that's what the numbers are for." Mickey said as comprehension dawned.

(Clara spots Osgood and McGillop.)
CLARA: Er, Kate? Should they be here? Why have they followed us?
KATE: Oh, they've probably just finished disposing of the humans a bit early.
CLARA: The humans?

"That's really not good." All the companions, bar Clara who knew what happened, watched the screen anxious to know what would happen.

KATE: Dear me. I really do get into character, don't I?
(Kate spits some venom at Clara, then transforms into a Zygon.)
OSGOOD-Z: The Under Gallery is secured.
(The numbers on the photograph on Kate's phone include 231163. Clara grabs the vortex manipulator, puts it on and copies them into it.)
ZYGON: Prepare to dispose of one more human. We have acquired the device.
CLARA: Activation code, right?
(She disappears.)

"Quick thinking, I can see why she likes you." River winked at Clara, who bushed a little turning away to hide it. The Doctor grinned proudly at Clara who grinned back, still happy the Doctor remembered her again.

[Tower dungeon]

(The Doctor is still scratching his message.)
WARRIOR: In theory, I can trigger an isolated sonic shift among the molecules, and the door should disintegrate.
DOCTOR 10: We'd have to calculate the exact harmonic resonance of the entire structure down to a sub-atomic level. Even the sonic would take years.
WARRIOR: No, no, the sonic would take centuries. Oh, we might as well get started. Help to pass the timey-wimey. Do you have to talk like children? What is it that makes you so ashamed of being a grown up? Oh, the way you both look at me. What is that? I'm trying to think of a better word than dread.
DOCTOR 10: It must be really recent for you.
WARRIOR: Recent?
DOCTOR: The Time War. The last day. The day you killed them all.
DOCTOR 10: The day we killed them all.
DOCTOR: Same thing.
MOMENT: It's history for them. All decided. They think their future is real. They don't know it's still up to you.
WARRIOR: I don't talk about it.
DOCTOR 10: You're not talking about it. There's no one else here.
MOMENT: Go on, ask them. Ask them what you need to know.
WARRIOR: Did you ever count?

The Doctor glanced at the Master. "Contact." The Master gave her a questioning look but answered in like. "Did you count?"

"No. Unlike you I don't regret it. They got what they deserved, they lied to us about everything. Those children would have grown up to continue that legacy, Gallifrey was a horrible place to be a child. You can't even disagree with that." The Master refused to say anything else despite her attempts to goad him, eventually breaking off the connection.

DOCTOR: Count what?
WARRIOR: How many children there were on Gallifrey that day.
(The Doctor stops his scratching.)
DOCTOR: I have absolutely no idea.

The Doctor hid her face again not wanting to remember how hard she had tried to forget. She choked back on a sob. River started humming and rubbing her back to comfort her. The others looked worryingly at her but River gave them a sad smile and nodded to the screen.

WARRIOR: How old are you now?
DOCTOR: Ah, I don't know. I lose track. Twelve hundred and something, I think, unless I'm lying. I can't remember if I'm lying about my age, that's how old I am.
WARRIOR: Four hundred years older than me, and in all that time you've never even wondered how many there were? You never once counted?
DOCTOR: Tell me, what would be the point?
DOCTOR 10: Two point four seven billion.
WARRIOR: You did count!

"God. Doctor, how do you live with that?" Yaz choked out, staring at the Doctor in horror. The Doctor shifted her head away from River's shoulder and moved herself off her lap. Settling down on a beanbag next to Bill, her back to River's legs. She didn't deserve the comfort of her wife or anyone else. Yet, she couldn't find the energy or will to truly distance herself.

"You help others make the right choice; you save others. It never makes up for it but it means others don't have to suffer like you did. It's okay, keep watching Yaz, I've had a long time to deal with all this." She answered, voice blank of emotion and refusing to look at anyone.

DOCTOR 10: You forgot? Four hundred years, is that all it takes?
DOCTOR: I moved on.
DOCTOR 10: Where? Where can you be now that you can forget something like that?
DOCTOR: Spoilers.
DOCTOR 10: No. No, no, no. For once I would like to know where I'm going.
DOCTOR: No, you really wouldn't.

River and Clara shivered at the reminder of Trenzalore. The other companions were worried about what could be so bad to scare the Doctor like that. The Master raised an eye at the Doctor who shook her head subtlety at him.

WARRIOR: I don't know who you are, either of you. I haven't got the faintest idea.
MOMENT: They're you. They're what you become if you destroy Gallifrey. The man who regrets and the man who forgets. The moment is coming. The Moment is me. You have to decide.
WARRIOR: No.
DOCTOR 10: No?
WARRIOR: Just, no.
(The Doctor laughs.)
DOCTOR 10: Is something funny? Did I miss a funny thing?
DOCTOR: Sorry. It just occured to me. This is what I'm like when I'm alone.
MOMENT: It's the same screwdriver. Same software, different case.
WARRIOR: Four hundred years.
DOCTOR 10: I'm sorry?
WARRIOR: At a software level, they're all the same device, aren't they. Same software, different case.
DOCTOR 10: Yeah.
DOCTOR: So.
WARRIOR: So, it would take centuries for the screwdriver to calculate how to disintegrate the door. Scanning the door, implanting the calculation as a permanent subroutine in the software architecture and, if you really are me, with your sandshoes and your dickie bow, and that screwdriver is still mine, that calculation is still going on.
DOCTOR 10: Yeah, still going.
DOCTOR: Calculation complete.
MOMENT: Same software, different face.
DOCTOR: Hey, four hundred years in four seconds. We may have had our differences, which is frankly odd in the circumstances, but, I tell you what, boys. We are incredibly clever.
(Clara opens the door and nearly falls in.)
DOCTOR: How did you do that?
CLARA: It wasn't locked.

Everyone laughed at the Doctor who just pouted. Any explanations she would have tried would be ignored so she didn't even bother trying, just happy to see all her companions safe and enjoying themselves. Even at the cost of some embarrassment.

DOCTOR: Right.
CLARA: So they're both you, then, yeah?
DOCTOR: Yes. You've met them before. Don't you remember?
CLARA: A bit. Nice suit.
DOCTOR 10: Thanks.

"Wait, you've met Pinstripes?" Bill asked curiously.

"I've kind of met them all, bar this Doctor until now. It's a long story." Clara shrugged.

CLARA: Hang on. Three of you in one cell, and none of you thought to try the door?
WARRIOR: It should have been locked.

"You're a right idiot aren't you Spaceman. How can you be so smart and yet so stupid at the same time?" Donna started laughing again alongside everyone else while the Doctor continued to pout, blushing a bit in embarrassment. Even the Master chuckled a bit.

DOCTOR: Yes. Exactly. Why wasn't it locked?
ELIZABETH: Because I was fascinated to see what you would do upon escaping. I understand you're rather fond of this world. It's time I think you saw what's going to happen to it.

[Under Gallery]

(The real Osgood hears moaning from beneath a dust sheet, and notices a shoe sticking out from underneath. She pulls it off to reveal another sheet of red suckers covering a human.)
OSGOOD: Kate? Oh goodness, you're not actually dead. Oh, that's tremendous news. Those creatures, they turn themselves into copies. And they need to keep the original alive, refresh the image so to speak.

"At least she's alive. That's good news at least."

KATE: Where, where did they go?
OSGOOD: I don't know. Oh, hang on, yes, I do. The Tower.
KATE: If those creatures have got access to the Black Archive, we may just have lost control of the planet.

[Zygon control centre]

(Another part of the Tower dungeons.)
ELIZABETH: The Zygons lost their own world. It burnt in the first days of the Time War. A new home is required.
CLARA: So they want this one.
ELIZABETH: Not yet. It's far too primitive. Zygons are used to a certain level of comfort.
ZYGON: Commander, why are these creatures here?
ELIZABETH: Because I say they should be. It is time you too were translated. Observe this. I believe you will find it fascinating.
(The Zygon puts his hand on a glass cube with dents in the corners, then vanishes. The 3D landscape painting from the Under Gallery is nearby.)
CLARA: That's him! That's the Zygon in the picture now.
WARRIOR: It's not a picture, it's a stasis cube. Time Lord art. Frozen instants in time, bigger on the inside, but could be deployed as
DOCTOR 10: Suspended animation. Oh, that's very good. The Zygons all pop inside the pictures, wait a few centuries till the planet's a bit more interesting, and then out they come.
DOCTOR: You see, Clara, they're stored in the paintings in the Under Gallery, like cup-a-soups. Except you add time, if you can picture that. Nobody could picture that. Forget I said cup-a-soups.

"I hate it when you do that. Explain something and then say it's nothing like that. Did they do that to you all as well?" Clara turned to the others and received enthusiastic nods, especially ones from those that had travelled with Chinny.

CLARA: And now the world is worth conquering. So the Zygons are invading the future from the past.
DOCTOR: Exactly.
DOCTOR 10: And do you know why I know that you're a fake? Because you're such a bad copy. It's not just the smell, or the unconvincing hair, or the atrocious teeth, or the eyes just a bit too close together, or the breath that could stun a horse. It's because my Elizabeth, the real Elizabeth, would never be stupid enough to reveal her own plan. Honestly, why would you do that?
ELIZABETH: Because it's not my plan. And I am the real Elizabeth.
DOCTOR 10: Okay. So, backtracking a moment just to lend context to my earlier remarks.

"It's a wonder she likes you sir, with how you keep insulting her." Nardole muttered which she decided to ignore.

ELIZABETH: My twin is dead in the forest. I am accustomed to taking precautions.
(She produces a dagger from the garter beneath her skirts.)
ELIZABETH: These Zygon creatures never even considered that it was me who survived rather than their own commander. The arrogance that typifies their kind.
CLARA: Zygons?
ELIZABETH: Men.

"You can say that again!" Amy laughed, the rest of the women joining in. The men shifted a bit uncomfortable.

CLARA: And you actually killed one of them?
ELIZABETH: I may have the body of a weak and feeble woman, but at the time, so did the Zygon. The future of my kingdom is imperilled. Doctor, can I rely on your service?
DOCTOR 10: Well, I'm going to need my Tardis.
ELIZABETH: It has been procured already.
DOCTOR 10: Ah.
ELIZABETH: But first, my love, you have a promise to keep.

[Castle courtyard]

CLERGYMAN: I now pronounce you man and wife.
CLARA: Woo hoo!
CLERGYMAN: You may kiss the bride.
(Elizabeth does the enthusiastic kissing.)
WARRIOR: Is there a lot of this in the future?
DOCTOR: It does start to happen, yeah.

"And you get on at me for marrying other people, sweetie!"

"First of all; this was before I really started to know you properly. Second of all, you have married far more people than I have. Third, do I need to mention Hydroflax?!"

"I told you dear, I married the diamond!"

"Wait, you two are married?" Rose asked, her face blank. The Doctor squirmed in her place on the beanbag.

"Like most things it is a very long and complicated story but yes. It's very open at times. We usually both end up marrying several other people." River was the one that answered smiling softly in understanding at Rose.

"That's where I know you from! Eyebrows had a picture of you on his desk alongside an old black-and-white photo of a young girl." Bill exclaimed, her eyes and mouth wide in a classic 'Oh!' expression. River smiled at her wife; her eyes incredibly soft as she thought about how her husband kept a photo on his desk of her.

"Yes, the girl was my granddaughter Susan. I haven't seen her in millennia." The Doctor looked down at the carpet. And she wouldn't get to again. Unlike her, Susan had voluntarily gone back to Gallifrey during the Time War, she hadn't had the strength to check if she had survived for years. But, if she had somehow survived the war, she was almost definitely dead now. She resisted the urge to look at the Master.

ELIZABETH: God speed, my love.
DOCTOR 10: I will be right back.

"Wait a minute Raggedy Man. If you married Queen Elizabeth does that make me your mother-in-law twice seeing as I married King Henry VIII?" Amy was grinning like the Cheshire Cat. Rory was at her side groaning, remembering that particular accident. The Doctor's look was all the answer Amy needed as she started cackling.

(He runs into the Tardis and starts cranking her up.)
DOCTOR: Right then, back to the future.

"And that Martha is why she tried to kill us when we met Shakespeare. I don't think I ever ended up returning."

[Tardis]

WARRIOR: You've let this place go a bit.
DOCTOR: Ah, it's his grunge phase. He grows out of it.
DOCTOR 10: Don't you listen to them.
(An alarm sounds. The tenth Doctor gets an electric shock.)
DOCTOR 10: Ow! The desktop is glitching.
WARRIOR: Three of us from different time zones. It's trying to compensate.
DOCTOR: Hey, look. The round things.
DOCTOR 10: I love the round things.
DOCTOR: What are the round things?
DOCTOR 10: No idea.

"So that's what it looked like before Chinny blew it up!" Amy exclaimed.

"Blew up?!" Donna shouted, voicing the thoughts of everyone else.

"I put off regenerating a bit too long, it made it a bit explosive. I really need to stop doing that." She muttered the last comment to herself before nodding to her fam. "That's how I ended up on the train, I blew it up again and she chucked me out when we were in the atmosphere."

Everyone started at her like she was mad, smiling about getting thrown out of the Tardis, blowing it up and putting off her regenerations. The Master and River looked at her with nearly identical knowing and disapproving stares. She shivered a bit, that was another horrifying combination. The pair of them would easily destroy several galaxies together and more importantly had far too much embarrassing blackmail on her.

DOCTOR: Oh dear, the friction contrafibulator. Ha! There, stabilised.
(The desktop changes again.)
DOCTOR 10: (channelling Doctor 2) Oh, you've redecorated. I don't like it.

"They always say that." The Doctor mumbled.

DOCTOR: Oh. Oh yeah? Oh, you never do. Listen, we're going to the National Gallery. The Zygons are underneath it.
CLARA: No, UNIT HQ. They followed us there in the Black Archive.
(She gets three stares.)
CLARA: Okay, so you've heard of that, then.

[Black Archive]

MCGILLOP-Z: The equipment here is phenomenal. The humans don't realise what half this stuff does. We could conquer their world in a day.
ZYGON: We were fortunate, then, in our choice of duplicate.
MCGILLOP-Z: If I were human, I'd say it was Christmas.
(Humans Kate and Osgood enter.)
KATE: No, I'm afraid you wouldn't. We're not armed. You may relax.
ZYGON: We are armed. You may not.
KATE: Lock the door. I'm afraid we can't be interrupted. You don't mind if I get comfortable?
ZYGON: You don't mind if I do?
(The Zygon transforms into Kate, and sits down opposite her at the table.)

"I think that is going to become very confusing very quickly." Bill's comment drew nods and sounds of agreement from the rest of the room.

KATE: You'll realise there are protocols protecting this place. Osgood?
OSGOOD: In the event of any alien incursion, the contents of this room are deemed so dangerous, it will self-destruct in
KATE: Five minutes.
(The alarm sounds and the countdown starts.)
KATE: There's a nuclear warhead twenty feet beneath us. Are you sitting comfortably?
KATE-Z: You would destroy London?
KATE: To save the world, yes, I would.
KATE-Z: You're bluffing.
KATE: You really think so? Somewhere in your memory is a man called Brigadier Alistair Gordon Lethbridge Stewart. I am his daughter.

"They were so close to blowing London up and we would never have known. How on Earth do you get out of this one?" Martha questioned.

DOCTOR [OC]: Science leads, Kate. Is that what you meant? Is that what your father meant?
KATE: Doctor?
DOCTOR [OC]: Space-Time Telegraph, Kate. A gift from me to your father, hotline straight to the Tardis.

"You knew her father well then. Did he travel with you Doc?" Graham asked.

"The Brigadier? No, he didn't really travel with me. Not in the way you all did. I worked with him when I worked for UNIT. I spent most of my time trying to convince him to not shoot everything alien on sight. He was a dear friend though, met me in several of my faces. I even got to meet Kate when she was very young." The Doctor smiled, lost in happier memories.

[Tardis]

DOCTOR: I know about the Black Archive and I know about the security protocol. Kate, please. Please tell me you are not about to do something unbelievably stupid.
KATE [OC]: I'm sorry, Doctor. Switch it off.
DOCTOR 10: Not as sorry as you will be. This is not a decision you will ever be able to live with.
DOCTOR: Kate, we're trying to bring the Tardis in. Why can't we land?
KATE [OC]: I said, switch it off.
DOCTOR: No, Kate, please. Just listen to me!
DOCTOR 10: The Tower of London, totally Tardis-proof.
CLARA: How can they do that?
DOCTOR: Alien technology plus human stupidity. Trust me, it's unbeatable.

"That's why I hate Torchwood. UNIT is at least tolerable most of the time, especially with a Lethbridge-Stewart around. No offense Jack." The Doctor realised what she said and turned to the immortal. His normal grin softened in understanding and he nodded at her with a wink.

(A stasis cube is on the console.)
WARRIOR: We don't need to land.
DOCTOR 10: Yeah, we do. A tiny bit. Try and keep up.
WARRIOR: No, we don't. We don't. There is another way. Cup-a-soup. What is cup-a-soup?

"Oh, that's a good plan sweetie. Very smart." River grinned at her wife who practically preened from the compliment.

[National Gallery]

(Back we go to an earlier scene.)
DOCTOR: What happened?
KATE: Easier to show you.
(The Doctor, Kate and Clara leave. McGillop answers his phone.)
MCGILLOP: McGillop.

[Tardis / National Gallery]

DOCTOR: Take a look at your phone and confirm who you're talking to.
MCGILLOP: But that's not possible. I was just
DOCTOR: You were just talking to me. I know. I'm a time traveller, figure it out. I need you to send the Gallifrey Falls painting to the Black Archive. Understood?
MCGILLOP: Understood, sir. But why would I take it there?

"Well, that explains that weird phone call."

[Black Archive]

(2:59 and counting.)
KATE-Z: One word from you would cancel the countdown.
KATE: Quite so.
KATE-Z: It's keyed to your voiceprint.
KATE: And mine alone.
KATE-Z: Cancel the detonation!
KATE: Countermanded.
KATE-Z: Cancel the detonation.
KATE: Countermanded.
KATE-Z: We only have to agree to live.
KATE: Sadly, we can only agree to die.
OSGOOD: Please, Doctor. Please save us. Please save us. Please save us.

They all stared at the screen wondering how they got out of this seemingly hopeless situation.

[Gallifrey Falls]

(Time begins to move inside the 3D painting, which contains three extra figures by the image of an exploding Dalek.)
DALEK: Exterminate!
(Three sonic screwdrivers send the unhappy pepperpot crashing out of the painting and into -)

[Black Archive]

(Followed by three of the same Time Lord. The Dalek expires.)
WARRIOR: Hello.
DOCTOR 10: I'm the Doctor.
DOCTOR: Sorry about the Dalek.
CLARA: Also the showing off.

"You do tend to do a bit of that, Sir." Nardole spoke up from his place on a beanbag.

"Oh, shut up egg-man. No one wants to hear your nattering." The Master drawled from his chair drawing the rooms attention.

"Be nice." She glared at him before turning to Nardole. "Nardole, it just tends to happen."

DOCTOR: Kate Lethbridge Stewart, what in the name of sanity are you doing?
KATE: The countdown can only be halted at my personal command. There's nothing you can do.
DOCTOR 10: Except make you both agree to halt it.
KATE: Not even three of you.
WARRIOR: You're about to murder millions of people.
KATE: To save billions. How many times have you made that calculation?

The Doctor glared at the floor. You could have heard a pin drop in the room.

(1:36)
DOCTOR: Once. Turned me into the man I am now. I'm not even sure who that is any more.
DOCTOR 10: You tell yourself it's justified, but it's a lie. Because what I did that day was wrong. Just wrong.
(The Warrior turns to look at the Moment.)
DOCTOR: And, because I got it wrong, I'm going to make you get it right.
KATE: How?
DOCTOR 10: Any second now, you're going to stop that countdown. Both of you, together.
DOCTOR: Then you're going to negotiate the most perfect treaty of all time.
DOCTOR 10: Safeguards all round, completely fair on both sides.
DOCTOR: And the key to perfect negotiation?
DOCTOR 10: Not knowing what side you're on.
DOCTOR: So, for the next few hours, until we decide to let you out
DOCTOR 10: No one in this room will be able to remember if they're human
DOCTOR: Or Zygon.
DOCTOR: Whoops a daisy.
(He jumps on to the table. Three screwdrivers do something to the memory filter in the ceiling. The countdown reaches 7 as the humans look befuddled.)
KATES: Cancel the detonation!
(It stops at 5.)
DOCTOR: Peace in our time.

"You look so smug." Martha snarked, not unkindly.

"I'm allowed to be a bit smug; I just stopped a Zygon invasion and London being blown up. Again!" The Doctor protested, waving her arms a bit wildly. River laughed behind her, leaning down to gently bring her arms back down to her sides.

"By the way Doc, I've been meaning to ask. Why do aliens always attack England – usually London especially?" Graham queried.

"I have no idea Graham. Good question, 10 points to you." She received a groan from the other two members of her fam.

"Not the points again." Ryan moaned.

(As the Kates talk in the background.)
OSGOOD-Z: It's funny, isn't it. If I'm a Zygon, then my clothes must be Zygon, too. So, what happens if I lose a shoe or something?
(Osgood coughs, and her duplicate returns the inhaler with a shush gesture. Meanwhile, Clara explores the photo array of past companions, starting with the Doctor's granddaughter, Susan. Then she goes to the Warrior, who is sitting in the seventh Doctor's big leather chair.)
CLARA: Hello.
WARRIOR: Hello.
CLARA: I'm Clara. We haven't really met yet.
WARRIOR: I look forward to it. Is there a problem?
CLARA: The Doctor, my, my Doctor, he's always talking about the day he did it. The day he wiped out the Time Lords to stop the war.
WARRIOR: One would.
CLARA: You wouldn't. Because you haven't done it yet. It's still in your future.
WARRIOR: You're very sure of yourself.
CLARA: He regrets it. I see it in his eyes every day. He'd do anything to change it.
WARRIOR: Including saving all these people. How many worlds has his regret saved, do you think? Look over there. Humans and Zygons working together in peace. How did you know?

"You've saved so many people. The war was terrible but it helped make you kinder, it helped make you who you are Doctor. Just think how many people wouldn't be alive because you weren't there. How many times would the Earth have been destroyed or taken over without you here to protect it. You are needed Doctor." River almost pleaded with the Doctor to try and get her to understand. All the companions thought about it. Most of them would be dead if the Doctor hadn't saved them and the Earth would have been destroyed a long time ago.

The Doctor just shook her head silently, not meeting anyone's eyes. Maybe she had saved some people, but it was never enough. She had destroyed so many lives and hurt so many people, she would never save enough. She was so tired.

CLARA: Your eyes. You're so much younger.
WARRIOR: Then, all things considered, it's time I grew up. I've seen all I needed. The moment has come.
(The Moment is standing nearby, watching them.)
WARRIOR: I'm ready.
MOMENT: I know you are.
CLARA: Who's there? Who were you talking to?
(The Warrior, Doctor Eight point five, has vanished.)

"Well, that explains that." Clara muttered to herself.

[Barn]

MOMENT: You wanted a big red button.
(A red, rose-like button stands on a stalk above the Moment box.)
MOMENT: One big bang, no more Time Lords. No more Daleks. Are you sure?
WARRIOR: I was sure when I came in here. There is no other way.
MOMENT: You've seen the men you will become.
WARRIOR: Those men. Extraordinary.
MOMENT: They were you.
WARRIOR: No. They are the Doctor.
MOMENT: You're the Doctor, too.
WARRIOR: No. Great men are forged in fire. It is the privilege of lesser men to light the flame, whatever the cost.
(His hand hesitates over the button as he recalls the sound of children's laughter.)
MOMENT: You know the sound the Tardis makes? That wheezing, groaning. That sound brings hope wherever it goes.

The companions all smiled remembering the sound of the Tardis. It had brought hope to them many times.

WARRIOR: Yes. Yes, I like to think it does.
MOMENT: To anyone who hears it, Doctor. Anyone, however lost.
(The sound of the time rotor is heard.)
MOMENT: Even you.

The older companions who had heard what happened were starting to hope. With all the comments over the video, maybe it was possible the Doctor hadn't done it. Maybe she had managed to save it.

(Two Tardises park themselves in the barn. Enter the Doctors and Clara.)
CLARA: I told you. He hasn't done it yet.
WARRIOR: Go away now, all of you. This is for me.
DOCTOR 10: These events should be time-locked. We shouldn't even be here.
DOCTOR: So something let us through.
MOMENT: You clever boys.
WARRIOR: Go back. Go back to your lives. Go and be the Doctor that I could never be. Make it worthwhile.
DOCTOR 10: All those years, burying you in my memory.
DOCTOR: Pretending you didn't exist. Keeping you a secret, even from myself.
DOCTOR 10: Pretending you weren't the Doctor, when you were the Doctor more than anybody else.
DOCTOR: You were the Doctor on the day it wasn't possible to get it right.
DOCTOR 10: But this time
DOCTOR: You don't have to do it alone.
(They put their hands on the button together.)
WARRIOR: Thank you.
DOCTOR 10: What we do today is not out of fear or hatred. It is done because there is no other way.
DOCTOR: And it is done in the name of the many lives we are failing to save.

The Doctor pulled her knees up to her chest and hid her head. Not wanting to think, not wanting to remember. The others all looked like they wanted to cry, a few had tears pooling in their eyes. To know and to see the act was very different. Their hope was shrinking.

(He looks at Clara, who shakes her head.)
DOCTOR: What? What is it? What?
CLARA: Nothing.
DOCTOR: No, it's something. Tell me.
CLARA: You told me you wiped out your own people. I just. I never pictured you doing it, that's all.
MOMENT: Take a closer look.
(It suddenly goes dark.)
CLARA: What's happening?
WARRIOR: Nothing. It's a projection.
MOMENT: It's a reality around you.
(They are seeing Gallifrey at war.)
CLARA: These are the people you're going to burn?
DOCTOR 10: There isn't anything we can do.
DOCTOR: He's right. There isn't another way. There never was. Either I destroy my own people or let the universe burn.

They watched the screen in horror. None wanting to think about what they would do in the Doctor's situation. River dug her legs into the Doctor's back to ground her and reassure her she was there for her. She hated seeing her wife like this, knowing how much she was haunted by the memories of what she had thought she had done. The Master watched the screen with a dark expression, he didn't feel any guilt about burning Gallifrey again.

CLARA: Look at you. The three of you. The warrior, the hero, and you.
DOCTOR: And what am I?
CLARA: Have you really forgotten?
DOCTOR: Yes. Maybe, yes.
CLARA: We've got enough warriors. Any old idiot can be a hero.
DOCTOR: Then what do I do?
CLARA: What you've always done. Be a doctor. You told me the name you chose was a promise. What was the promise?
(The fighting seems to have stopped on Gallifrey.)
DOCTOR 10: Never cruel or cowardly.
WARRIOR: Never give up, never give in.

The former companions smiled thankfully at Clara; glad she was with the Doctor during the horrible situation. Some of them were stuck remembering the times when they had asked about Gallifrey or the Doctor's name. The three newest companions shared a look. This was new information for the three of them. The Doctor normally put on a façade of being happy but they were seeing so much more than they had seen before. No one wonder she didn't want to take them to her home.

(The images vanish.)
DOCTOR 10: You're not actually suggesting that we change our own personal history?
DOCTOR: We change history all the time. I'm suggesting far worse.
WARRIOR: What, exactly?
DOCTOR: Gentlemen, I have had four hundred years to think about this. I've changed my mind.
(He sonicks the big red button back into the Moment box.)

For those that didn't know about the true fate of Gallifrey, which was almost everyone, hope started to bloom again. Was it possible that the Doctor had managed to save her home?

WARRIOR: There's still a billion billion Daleks up there, attacking.
DOCTOR: Yeah, there is. There is.
DOCTOR 10: But there's something those billion billion Daleks don't know.
DOCTOR: Because if they did, they'd probably send for reinforcements.
CLARA: What? What don't they know?
DOCTOR: This time, there's three of us.
WARRIOR: Oh! Oh, yes, that is good. That is brilliant!
DOCTOR 10: Oh, oh, oh, I'm getting that too! That is brilliant!
DOCTOR: Ha, ha, ha! I've been thinking about it for centuries.
WARRIOR: She didn't just show me any old future, she showed me exactly the future I needed to see.
MOMENT: Now you're getting it.
DOCTOR: Eh? Who did?
WARRIOR: Oh, Bad Wolf girl, I could kiss you.
MOMENT: Yeah, that's going to happen.
DOCTOR 10: Sorry, did you just say Bad Wolf?

"You look so shocked!" Rose chuckled at the Doctor's face. The Doctor just grinned, happy to see her laughing.

CLARA: So what are we doing? What's the plan?
WARRIOR: The Dalek fleets are surrounding Gallifrey, firing on it constantly.
DOCTOR 10: The Sky Trench is holding, but what if the whole planet just disappeared?
CLARA: Tiny bit of an ask.
DOCTOR 10: The Daleks would be firing on each other. They'd destroy themselves in their own crossfire.
WARRIOR: Gallifrey would be gone, the Daleks would be destroyed, and it would look to the rest of the universe as if they'd annihilated each other.
CLARA: But where would Gallifrey be?
DOCTOR 10: Frozen. Frozen in an instant of time, safe and hidden away.
DOCTOR: Exactly.
WARRIOR: Like a painting.

Everyone started grinning wildly, bar the two Time Lords, even cheering a bit. It was the Doctor, of course she had manged to save them.

[War room]

ANDROGAR: Another one.
GENERAL: Are you sure the message is from him?
ANDROGAR: Oh, yes.
GENERAL: Why would he do that?
(The message reads - Gallifrey Stands.)
GENERAL: What's the mad fool talking about now?
(Holo-monitors appear as the Doctors introduce themselves.)
DOCTOR [on monitor]: Hello, hello, Gallifrey High Command, this is the Doctor speaking.
DOCTOR 10 [on monitor]: Hello! Also the Doctor. Can you hear me?
WARRIOR [on monitor]: Also the Doctor, standing ready.
GENERAL: Dear God, three of them. All my worst nightmares at once.

There were a few laughs across the room but Clara scowled a bit. "I'm sorry Doctor, but I really don't like your people." She couldn't get over what they had done to the Doctor with the confession dial and how it had led to the Doctor forgetting her.

"Oh, don't worry, neither of us really like many of them either. The Doctor felt guilty about the children but there was definitely a few of our people she was happy to see die. I know I was happy to hear many of them burned." The Doctor glared at the Master who smirked smugly at her. The companions looked between them like it was tennis match. "Oh, don't look at me like that. Your dear Doctor may help people but she is just as much a renegade as I am according to our people. We both ran away, stole TARDISes and broke the interference laws."

She turned away from him and ignored the stares of her friends in favour of glaring at the floor. "Maybe but the Doctor saves people unlike you who spends your time killing people and destroying worlds." Martha glared at the Master, not ready or willing to forget the Year that Never Was. The Doctor felt joy at hearing her protests and it swelled when she heard agreements from the others that had met the Master. She looked up at Martha gratefully and received a smile and nod in return.

DOCTOR 10 [on monitor]: General, we have a plan.

[Tardis]

DOCTOR: We should point at this moment, it is a fairly terrible plan

[War room]

DOCTOR 10 [on monitor]: And almost certainly won't work.
DOCTOR [on monitor]: I was happy with fairly terrible.
DOCTOR 10 [on monitor]: Sorry, just thinking out loud.

[Tardis]

DOCTOR: We're flying our three Tardises into your lower atmosphere.

[Tardis 10]

DOCTOR 10: We're positioned at equidistant intervals around the globe. Equidistant. So grown up.

"Grown up? You're not grown up. You're a child dressing up in their parent's clothing." Amy laughed at him, glad to see the Doctor was going to save her home. The others laughed with her agreeing.

[Tardis 8.5]

WARRIOR: We're just about ready to do it.
GENERAL [OC]: Ready to do what?

[Tardis]

DOCTOR: We're going to freeze Gallifrey.

[War room]

GENERAL: I'm sorry, what?

[Tardis 10]

DOCTOR 10: Using our Tardises, we're going to freeze Gallifrey in a single moment in time.

[War room]

WARRIOR [on monitor]: You know, like those stasis cubes? A single moment in time, held in a parallel pocket universe.

[Tardis]

DOCTOR: Except we're going to do it to a whole planet.

[Tardis 10]

DOCTOR 10: And all the people on it.

[War room]

GENERAL: What? Even if that were possible

[Tardis]

GENERAL [OC]: Which it isn't, why would you do such a thing?
DOCTOR: Because the alternative is burning.

[Tardis 10]

DOCTOR 10: And I've seen that.

[Tardis]

DOCTOR: And I never want to see it again.

River reached an arm down to squeeze her wife's shoulder, trying to give her some comfort.

[War room]

GENERAL: We'd be lost in another universe, frozen in a single moment. We'd have nothing.

[Tardis]

DOCTOR: You would have hope. And right now, that is exactly what you don't have.

[War room]

GENERAL: It's delusional. The calculations alone would take hundreds of years.

[Tardises]

(Each Tardis has a stasis cube on the console.)
DOCTOR: Oh, hundreds and hundreds.
DOCTOR 10: But don't worry, I started a very long time ago.
DOCTOR 1: Calling the War Council of Gallifrey. This is the Doctor.
DOCTOR: You might say I've been doing this all my lives.

[War room]

DOCTOR 2 [on monitor]: Good luck.
DOCTOR 3 [on monitor]: Standing by.
DOCTOR 4 [on monitor]: Ready.
DOCTOR 8 [on monitor]: Commencing calculations.
DOCTOR 5 [on monitor]: Soon be there.
DOCTOR 7 [on monitor]: Across the boundaries that divide one universe from another.
DOCTOR 6 [on monitor]: Just got to lock on to his coordinates.

[Tardis 9]

DOCTOR 9: And for my next trick.

"They're all you right? That's your previous regenerations." Bill asked pointing at the screen, the Doctor looked over to the girl and nodded. "Yep, that's me. Went back and convinced them to help. Big headache. Lots of arguing."

[War room]

GENERAL: I didn't know when I was well off. All twelve of them!
ANDROGAR: No, sir. All thirteen!
(A new pair of grey eyebrows is seen.)

"See we got your name right! Those eyebrows! Seriously Doctor. Were you compensating for Chinny's lack of eyebrows or something?" Amy gestured to the screen which had paused on the eyebrows. The others laughed, especially those that knew the regeneration in question.

"Wait, 13? I thought you could only have 12 regenerations – 13 faces. And, the thing with your hand and the planets in the sky, plus the warrior. Doctor?" Jack blinked confused.

"Just realised that now? Yes, Chinny should have been it, but there was a Thing. A Thing to do with Trenzalore and I got a new cycle. Technically this is my second body of my new cycle." The Doctor explained. She had been expecting the question from Jack or one of the others sooner or later. She shared a glance with the Master, who was the only one who knew the truth. She didn't want to tell them about what the Master had shown her in the Matrix, that meant she would have to accept it. Plus, she had an uncomfortable feeling that was the secret the TARDIS wanted to show them.

"There is always a thing with you Doctor." Jack sighed; he watched her assessing. He could tell there was lots more to it than that but she wasn't going to explain anytime soon. Drawing secrets from her was like drawing water from a stone. Virtually impossible and painful for all parties involved.

ANDROGAR: Sir! The Daleks know that something is happening. They're increasing their fire power.
GENERAL: Do it, Doctor. Just do it.

[Tardises]

GENERAL [OC]: Just do it.
DOCTOR: Okay. Gentlemen, we're ready. Geronimo!
DOCTOR 10: Allons-y!
WARRIOR: Oh, for God's sake. Gallifrey stands!
(Tardises rush towards the planet and surround it, then whiteout!)

[National Gallery]

(Having a cup of tea in front of Gallifrey Falls. Three Tardises are lined up by one wall. The opposite is decorated with a collection of roundels.)

"Well, that's a bit of an anti-climax, Doc." Jack chuckled, happy that the Doctor had managed to save her people. He glanced at the Doctor, expecting an answering grin but found a blank expression as she glared at the floor. Something was wrong, a pit settled in Jack's stomach, what secret was so bad for the TARDIS to bring them here?

WARRIOR: I don't suppose we'll know if we actually succeeded. But at worst, we failed doing the right thing, as opposed to succeeding in doing the wrong.
CLARA: Life and soul, you are.
DOCTOR 10: What is it actually called?
DOCTOR: Well, there's some debate. Either No More or Gallifrey Falls.
WARRIOR: Not very encouraging.

"It isn't particularly, is it?" Rory said. Amy was leaning against him, his arm around her shoulder comforting her. "To be fair it could be worse though." She added to her husband's comment.

DOCTOR 10: How did it get here?
DOCTOR: No idea.
DOCTOR 10: There's always something we don't know, isn't there?
WARRIOR: One should certainly hope so. Well, gentlemen, it has been an honour and a privilege.
DOCTOR 10: Likewise.
DOCTOR: Doctor.
WARRIOR: And if I grow to be half the man that you are, Clara Oswald, I shall be happy indeed.
CLARA: That's right. Aim high.
WARRIOR: I won't remember this, will I?
DOCTOR: The time streams are out of sync. You can't retain it, no.
WARRIOR: So I won't remember that I tried to save Gallifrey rather than burn it. I'll have to live with that. But for now, for this moment, I am the Doctor again. Thank you. Which one is mine? Ha!
(He goes into the shabbiest Tardis. It dematerialises.)

[Tardis 8.5]

(The Warrior begins to regenerate.)
WARRIOR: Oh yes, of course. I suppose it makes sense. Wearing a bit thin. I hope the ears are a bit less conspicuous this time.

"I'm sorry Doctor but that didn't work out well." Rose grinned at the Doctor who shrugged. "Wait, how long after this did you meet me then?"

"It wasn't long, maybe a few days or so? No longer than a couple of weeks for sure. Thank you, Rose; you really helped me back then, when I had thought I had done it. I really appreciate everything you did for me back then." The Doctor smiled up at Rose thankful. Rose retuned the smile happily.

[National Gallery]

DOCTOR 10: I won't remember either, so you might as well tell me.
DOCTOR: Tell you what?
DOCTOR 10: Where it is we're going that you don't want to talk about.
DOCTOR: I saw Trenzalore, where we're buried. We die in battle among millions.

"What, no! Doctor that can't be it." Jack stared at the Doctor in shock. The others, barring River and Clara, were watching her with similar looks. None of them could believe that was how she died. It wasn't right.

"It's okay Jack. Stuff happened, it's complicated but it is already in the past for me." She smiled reassuringly at her old friend. The Master nodded at her when he managed to catch her eye; he didn't know the full story but he knew parts of it.

DOCTOR 10: That's not how it's supposed to be.
DOCTOR: That's how the story ends. Nothing we can do about it. Trenzalore is where you're going.
DOCTOR 10: Oh, never say nothing. Anyway, good to know my future is in safe hands. Keep a tight hold on it, Clara.
CLARA: On it.
(He kisses her hand.)
DOCTOR 10: Trenzalore. We need a new destination, because I don't want to go.
(He gets into the next, not brightly painted, Tardis and it dematerialises.)
DOCTOR: He always says that.
CLARA: Need a moment alone with your painting?
DOCTOR: How did you know?
CLARA: Those big sad eyes.
DOCTOR: Ah.
CLARA: I always know. Oh, by the way, there was an old man looking for you. I think it was the curator.
(She goes into the Tardis. The Doctor sits and looks at the painting.)
DOCTOR: I could be a curator. I'd be great at curating. I'd be the Great Curator. I could retire and do that. I could retire and be the curator of this place.
CURATOR: You know, I really think you might.
(Yes, that is the current silver haired version of the fourth Doctor you just heard. There's Tom Baker, leaning on a walking stick.)
DOCTOR: I never forget a face.
CURATOR: I know you don't. And in years to come, you might find yourself revisiting a few. But just the old favourites, eh?
(The Doctor winks.)

"Doctor, what is he talking about?" Ryan asked bemused. Most of the others had similar looks on their faces.

"That's one of my old faces, my fourth face. The one that wore the scarf Osgood had." The Doctor explained the best that she could. "However, I didn't grow that old in that face so I don't know how he is there or why. A future incarnation maybe? He did say about 'revisiting a few'."

CURATOR: You were curious about this painting, I think. I acquired it in remarkable circumstances. What do you make of the title?
DOCTOR: Which title? There's two. No More or Gallifrey Falls.
CURATOR: Oh, you see, that's where everybody's wrong. It's all one title. Gallifrey Falls No More. Now, what would you think that means, eh?
DOCTOR: That Gallifrey didn't fall. It worked. It's still out there.

All her companions were grinning. The Doctor had managed to save them, of course she had. They were so happy for them, especially the ones who knew her when she was suffering from the war. Her current fam though exchanged a glance, if she had saved them then why did she not talk about it? And what had happened, because when they had seen it, it was burning.

The Doctor glared at the Master who shrugged at her with a smirk. She was furious at him for a number of things. Giving her fake coordinates as Missy and destroying Gallifrey and then teasing her about it were near the top of the (very) long list.

CURATOR: I'm only a humble curator. I'm sure I wouldn't know.
DOCTOR: Then where is it?
CURATOR: Where is it indeed? Lost. Shush. Perhaps. Things do get lost, you know. And now you must excuse me. Oh, you have a lot to do.
DOCTOR: Do I?
CURATOR: Mmm.
DOCTOR: Is that what I'm supposed to do now? Go looking for Gallifrey?

"Did you find it? Did you go home?" Amy grinned, happy for her friend.

The Doctor frowned, sharing a dark look with Clara. "Yes. Didn't go well. It never does." Her companions glanced at her in concern but got the feeling she wouldn't say anything more no matter how hard they tried.

CURATOR: Oh, it's entirely up to you. Your choice, eh? I can only tell you what I would do if I were you. Oh, if I were you. Oh, perhaps I was you, of course. Or perhaps you are me. Congratulations.
DOCTOR: Thank you very much.
CURATOR: Or perhaps it doesn't matter either way. Who knows, eh? Who knows?
(The Curator leaves a happy Doctor.)

[Tardis]

DOCTOR [OC]: Clara sometimes asks me if I dream. Of course I dream, I tell her. Everybody dreams. But what do you dream about, she'll ask. The same thing everybody dreams about, I tell her. I dream about where I'm going. She always laughs at that. But you're not going anywhere, you're just wandering about.
(He walks out to join his past selves, backs to us, gazing out at the stars.)
DOCTOR [OC]: That's not true. Not any more. I have a new destination. My journey is the same as yours, the same as anyones. It's taken me so many years, so many lifetimes, but at last I know where I'm going.
(A big golden planet hangs in the sky. He stands between the 10th and 8.5 Doctors.)
DOCTOR [OC]: Where I've always been going. Home, the long way round.
(Final shot, a front view of the known Doctors. Left to right - 2, 4, 6, 8, 8.5, 11, 10, 9, 7, 5, 3 and behind them, number one.)

"And they are really all you? Before Eyebrows anyway. Wow, I see what they were talking about with the fashion sense." Bill nodded to herself.

"That's what you got out of that?!" The Doctor looked at her incredulous, while the other laughed at her. Despite the laughter they were all inspecting the previous regenerations of the Doctor.

"Is that the end of the first video?" Yaz queried, unsure who she was actually asking.

"I think so, anyone want anything or we all good for another video first?" The Doctor looked around the room, half of them were still looking at the screen and the others were chatting amongst themselves but she received shrugs and nods. "Okay, erm Sexy? Can we have the next video please?" The Doctor looked up at the ceiling of the room a bit awkward but the old video disappeared, replaced with the words "Twice Upon a Time".