A/N: Edited and revised.

I pushed myself to my feet, tripping over the hem of my dress and nearly falling over. Standing at the console were two men, one in a pinstripe suit and the other wearing a cricket outfit. They were too absorbed with piloting the TARDIS to notice me as I stumbled towards them, nearly falling multiple times as the ship flipped and spun.

The younger incarnation of the Time Lord started to circle the console, his hands flying across the panels. I noticed Ten, still intently focused on the ship, start to walk around the console towards his other self.

I took a few steps towards the two and reached a hand out for Ten's shoulder. But right as I tapped my fingers against his arm, Five bumped into my back and sent me straight into his older incarnation's arms. I squeaked in surprise and embarrassment and looked shyly up at the Time Lord.

"Hi," I whispered softly, smiling hesitantly up at him.

Behind me, Five exclaimed, "What?"

Ten jumped and released me, staring at his younger self in shock. "What?"

Five narrowed his eyes and took a step towards us. "Who are you, what are you doing with Diana, and what have you done with my TARDIS?"

"What?" Ten repeated incredulously.

I turned the Doctor's phrase over in my mind. "Wait," I started, taking a half step forward. "You've met me before, Doctor?" I asked the younger Doctor.

His face fell; I could see in his eyes a deep pain and sadness that I could only guess was because of my question. Five nodded, offering me an obviously forced smile. "Yes I have, my dear," he answered. "But I see you have not met me."

I shook my head. "No. This is actually my first time meeting either one of you," I explained with an apologetic smile.

Five smiled back, then glanced at Ten. I could see a sense of protectiveness in his gaze when he noticed Ten's hands resting on my upper arms. "Who are you?" he asked his older self.

Ten giggled a little. "Oh, brilliant. I mean, totally wrong," he babbled. "Bit emergency, universe goes bang in five minutes but brilliant!"

"I'm the Doctor. Who are you?"

"Yes you are," Ten replied in a sort of haze, his grin spanning across his entire face. "You are the Doctor."

"Yes, I'm the Doctor."

"Oh, good for you. Good for brilliant old you."

Five stared incredulously at his older self. "Is there something wrong with you?" he asked, sounding genuinely concerned.

I chuckled and shook my head in amusement. "You have no idea," I mumbled.

Ten promptly ignored my comment, instead approaching his younger self and observing him with a smile. "Oh, there it goes! The frowny face. I remember that one. Mind you, bit saggier than I ought to be. Hair's a bit greyer. That's because of me, though. The two of us together has shorted out the time differential. Should all snap back in place when we get you home. Be able to close that coat again," Ten teased as he gripped Five's coat and forced the hems together. "But never mind that. Look at you! The coat, the crickety cricket stuff, the stick of celery. Yeah. Brave choice, celery, but fair play to you. Not a lot of men can carry off a decorative vegetable."

"Shut up!" Five was frowning again and I couldn't help but smile at him. "There is something very wrong with my TARDIS, and I've got to do something about it very, very quickly, and it would help, it really would, if there wasn't some skinny idiot ranting in my face about every single thing that happens to be in front of him!"

"Oh," Ten replied after a moment of shocked hesitation. "Okay. Sorry... Doctor."

"Thank you." He turned to me in confusion. "Who is he, Diana? Is he another one of my fans?"

"You could say that," I replied with a knowing smile.

Five sighed and pursed his lips, then turned away to fiddle with the TARDIS controls, giving Ten and I a view of a balding patch at the back of his head. Ten made a disapproving noise and rubbed the nape of his neck. "Oh, the back of my head," he moaned. I laughed and quickly cupped my hand over my mouth to stifle the noise. "It's not funny!"

"What?" Five asked absently.

"Sorry, sorry." Ten waved his hand dismissively at his other self. "It's not something you see every day, is it, the back of your own head. Mind you, I can see why you wear a hat. I don't want to seem vain, but, um, could you keep that on?"

"Do you mind?" Five snapped with a brief glance and a blush in my direction. "And what exactly have you done with my TARDIS? You've changed the desktop theme, haven't you? What's this one, coral?"

"Well-"

"It's worse than the leopard skin," he muttered as he pulled out his half-moon spectacles.

"Oh, and out they come, the brainy specs." Ten smirked. "You don't even need them. You just think they make you look a bit clever."

"Like you're any different," I told the older Doctor with a half-contained smirk.

An alarm suddenly went off, startling all three of us. "That's an alert, level five," Five explained almost frantically, "indicating a temporal collision. It like two TARDISes have merged, but there's definitely only one TARDIS present. It's like two time zones or more at the heart of the TARDIS. That's a paradox that could blow a hole in the space time continuum the size of-." He stared at the computer in shock and raised his eyebrows. "Well, actually, the exact size of Belgium. That's a bit undramatic, isn't it? Belgium?"

I watched the younger incarnation with an affectionate smile on my face. Despite the fact that his face was so vastly different from that of his tenth incarnation's, I could still see hints of the same man in both of them.

The older Doctor offered the younger Doctor his sonic screwdriver. "Need this?"

"No, I'm fine."

"Oh no, of course, you liked to go hands free, didn't you? Like, hey, I'm the Doctor. I can save the universe using a kettle and some string. And look at me, I'm wearing a vegetable!"

"Who are you?" Five demanded.

"Take a look," Ten said seriously.

"Oh." Five's eyes widened in shock. "Oh, no."

Ten grinned. "Oh yes."

"You're-... Oh, no."

"Here it comes. Yeah, I am."

"A fan."

"Yeah- What?"

I chuckled into my hand at the utterly confused and disappointed expression on Ten's face.

"This is bad," Five said, completely ignoring his other self to start typing rapidly into the computer. "Two minutes to Belgium."

"What do you mean, a fan?" Ten questioned incredulously, throwing the matter of the TARDIS exploding aside. "I'm not just a fan, I'm you."

"Okay, you're my biggest fan," Five sighed. "Look, its perfectly understandable. I go zooming around space and time, saving planets, fighting monsters with my rather amazing wife and being well, let's be honest, pretty sort of marvelous. So naturally now and then people notice me. Start up their little groups. That LINDA lot… Are you one of them? How did you get in here? Can't have you lot knowing where I live."

Ten shook his head. "Listen to me. I'm you. I'm you! I'm you with a new face! Check out this bone structure, Doctor, because one day you're going to be shaving it." Ten lightly smacked his cheeks for emphasis, which earned him a concerned look from his younger self. Ten suddenly turned to me with wide eyes. "Diana, tell him who I am!"

I smiled. "Easy. Doctor, meet the Doctor."

"No, Diana," Five said with a shake of his head. "I'm the Doctor."

"You're both the Doctor. I think I would know. Actually," I continued as a thought occurred to me, "you'd think that you would know since Time Lords can sense each other or something like that."

Before either of us could say anything more, the TARDIS suddenly shook violently and the cloister bell sounded in the distance. Both Doctors looked at me with concern written all over their faces before running off in different directions to attend to the console. I took a few steps back and sat down on the jump seat when Five nearly ran me over in his rush.

"In a minute we're going to create a black hole strong enough to swallow the entire universe!" Five exclaimed in terror.

Ten grimaced and nodded. "Yeah, that's my fault, actually," he admitted sheepishly. "I was rebuilding the TARDIS, forgot to put the shields back up. Your TARDIS and my TARDIS- well, the same TARDIS at different points in its own timestream collided and whoo, there you go! End of the universe, butterfingers. But don't worry, I know exactly how this all works out! Watch."

The older incarnation of the Time Lord ran to one side of the console and started to pump something. "Venting the thermobuffer," he explained before moving to another object on the console after each phrase, "drawing the Helmic regulator, and just to finish off, let's fry those Zeiton crystals."

"You'll blow up the TARDIS!" Five insisted, clamping his hands over Ten's to keep him from typing anything into the computer.

"No I won't," Ten explained with a knowing smile. "I haven't."

"Who told you that?'

"You told me that."

Five removed his hands and took a step back. I stood up and reached for his hand as my surroundings suddenly flashed into a massive whiteout. I could feel the Doctor's fingers wrapped around mine and I squeezed them a little tighter as my vision remained blank. Then, slowly but surely, the whiteout faded away and my normal vision returned.

"Supernova and black hole at the exact same instant," Five realized, staring at the console with my hand still enveloped in his.

"What does that do?" I asked, momentarily forgetting due to my shock.

"The explosion cancels out the implosion," Ten explained.

"Pressure remains constant," Five added.

"Uh huh..." I nodded my head and laughed. "Well that makes sense."

"It's brilliant."

"Yeah, pretty brilliant," I praised, giving Ten a brief smile.

"Far too brilliant," Five said. "I've never met anyone else who could fly the TARDIS like that, not even Diana."

"Wait, what?" I turned to look up at the Doctor in confusion, unintentionally squeezing his hand tighter. "I can fly the TARDIS?"

"Well, not yet, love," Ten told me as he rested a hand on my shoulder. "But one day you will. Cross my hearts."

Five looked at Ten in amazement and confusion. "You didn't have time to work all that out. Even I couldn't do it," he breathed.

"I didn't work it out. I didn't have to."

There was a pause and the Fifth Doctor smiled and nodded. "You remembered-"

"Because you will remember," Ten continued for him.

"You remembered being me watching you doing that. You already knew what to do because I saw you do it."

"Wibbly-wobbley-"

"Timey-whimey!" the two Doctors said simultaneously, grinning and laughing like fools.

The cloister bell sounded again and the Doctor's older incarnation jumped over to the console to look over the computer. "Right, TARDISes are separating," he informed us. He walked back over to my side and stuffed his hands into his pants pockets with a half smile. "Sorry, Doctor, but time's up. Back to long ago. Where are you now? Nyssa and Tegan? Cybermen and Mara and Time Lords in funny hats and the Master? Oh, he just showed up again, same as ever."

"Oh no, really?" Five grimaced and sighed. "Does he still have that rubbish beard?"

"No, no beard this time. Well, a wife."

The cloister bell rang one more time before falling silent and Five released my hand with a sigh. "I seem to be off," he realized as he looked down at his hands and saw that they were becoming transparent. He looked back at his other self and smiled. "What can I say? Thank you, Doctor."

"Thank you."

"I'm very welcome," Five replied with a smile. "Diana, I-"

Five suddenly vanished, his body slowly fading away. I stared at the space where he once was in shock and sighed heavily in disappointment; I had wanted to say goodbye. Ten flipped a lever, then approached me and handed me his younger self's hat with a gentle smile. When Five reappeared just a few seconds later, I handed him his hat.

"Here you go, Doctor," I said softly. "I'm looking forward to meeting you."

"It's quite the adventure."

"Spoilers, Doctor," I teased with a smile, echoing the words his future selves would say to me.

Ten rested a hand on my shoulder. "You know," he told himself, "I loved being you. Back when I first started at the very beginning, I was always trying to be old and grumpy and important, like you do when you're young. And then I was you, and it was all dashing about and playing cricket and my voice going all squeaky when I shouted. I still do that, the voice thing. I got that from you. Oh, and the trainers, and-" he put his glasses on "-snap. Because you know what, Doctor? You were my Doctor."

"To days to come," he said with a nod to Ten's arm now around my shoulder.

"All my love to long ago," the older Doctor responded.

And then Five faded away for good, his voice echoing: "Oh, Doctor, remember to put your shields up. And Diana? Stay safe, my dear."

I smiled at the spot where he had just been seconds ago. "I will," I promised.

The sound of a foghorn suddenly blared in the console room and I shouted in surprise when a corner of the room suddenly cracked and the hull of a ship burst through. I stumbled backwards in surprise with my arms shielding my face, but stopped when I felt something round hit my back.

I looked over my shoulder to see white roundels instead of coral supports. When I looked back at the Doctor, his console room with the orange and brown was fading into a subdued white and gray. And then in the blink of an eye, he was gone. In Ten's place stood a tall man wearing a burgundy coat, a multi-colored wool scarf, and a floppy brown hat.. He said my name with a smile and I said his. Then the white interior of the TARDIS spun around me and the world was suddenly tilted on its side before fading to black.