The planet of Rue Celeste celebrates Christmas every winter. This year, though, statues of angels are appearing all over town and people are going missing. Torren Seva, the colony's sole constable, investigates with the help of an odd man who calls himself the Doctor. Christmas is coming... but so are the Angels.

What if the end of season four started all for the Doctor instead of ending it. It is a time for family reunions. Once more, I don't own anything.

MAJOR SPOILERS FOR "TIME OF THE DOCTOR": "Because he doesn't need a song to send him off to sleep. He just needs her."

After acting of grief the Doctor faces some undesired consequences with his newest companion. This a new adventure even he could never see coming. While it could be the gift he's always wanted it could also be another opportunity to loose two more people he loves, one more than the other. OOC!11 OC!Companion AU Slight spoilers for season 7.

Jenny thinks about family on Christmas morning.

It's Christmas Eve. She always liked Christmas, his Rose. But now... Now, he is alone. He remembers that there was a time when he had it all, simply because he had her. He can't help it. Memories flood his mind as he remembers every Christmas he has ever spent with Rose. / One-shot involving Eleven, Ten, Nine and the metacrisis Doctor. Not very angsty! All Doctor/Rose.

SPOILERS FOR "TIME OF THE DOCTOR": A snippet from Clara's point of view when she returns to Christmas the first time.

What's got the Doctor shaking like a spasmodic leaf? And who is the TARDIS tickle master? A short & sweet Christmas one shot written for Metropolis Kid. Starring Doctor the 10th & Rose Tyler.

Dear Amelia, does it ever bother you that your life makes no sense? A crack in her wall, a crack in her sanity, and the universe may fall apart, but Amelia Pond is the girl who waited. The Doctor said he'd be back in five minutes. He never said which five. 11th Hour A/U.

The Doctor takes Martha to a special Christmas Day in the early twentieth century where they spread a little much needed holiday cheer. One shot.

He let his hand shift slightly, fingers draping over hers against the chilly TARDIS flooring. "I never get bored of it." Her eyes still hadn't left the star clusters gathering before them. "I don't think I would, either," She agreed quietly. "The universe is so bright and beautiful and… and big, I suppose. You'd never get tired of the things it had to offer." [whouffle one-shot]

Though the Doctor let the bow tie fall to the floor, it would never be forgotten. Drabble.

SPOILERS FOR "TIME OF THE DOCTOR": He sends her back the second time, and stays and stays for Christmas. This is why.

Because who could ever love a stranger. He was second best and imitation of perfection. She knew her Doctor and this was not it. Clara/11 Drabble

Little Christmas ficlet. It's hard to know when Christmas is in a time machine. Surprise for the Ponds!

What was going through Clara's mind when she met the Doctor, and what was going through his when he found her again? Will their feelings change throughout their adventures. WARNING: Slight Doctor/Clara

I've made it through the Doctor's regeneration. But what if I can't make it until the next. Canary Wharf is looming down on me. I don't want to leave my Doctor, not after we've begun to get closer. But I might just have to. Should be read in order.

Rewrite of the original "Tick Tock" Doctor Who poem. Another tribute to the Eleventh Doctor.

I can't watch The Time of the Doctor until tomorrow...so I'm writing dramatic poetry. A tribute to the Eleventh Doctor.

"DEAR EDITOR: I am eight years old. I have this friend who calls himself the Doctor, but my parents and a lot of the kids at school say he's only imaginary. But my one friend told me I ought to ask the paper because they're supposed to know everything, and that means they'll know if the Doctor's real. So don't lie: Is there a Raggedy Man? Is there a Doctor?" A semi-Christmas fic.

After upsetting Rose, the Doctor takes her to one of the most beautiful places he knows of. Ten/Rose, set after TGitF.

A goodbye to our dear eleventh Doctor.

Set during the Time of the Doctor. The price of the new regenerations, and the return of an old friend.

One night Clara meets a man, known only as the Doctor. He introduces himself as a hired assassin. He'd always hated the phrase "serial killer". On a whim, in a moment, she decides to join him. Partners in crime, he'd said. She didn't realize how much her life would change. She wasn't sure it was for the better.

Just a keen Time Lord getting in the Christmas spirit through a poem. What can't go wrong?