The Doctor IV

The Doctor, the eleventh doctor mind you... not grandpa or sandshoes, walked cautiously up to the last living Time Lady. Vivian had her back leaning against the wall, her arms crossed and her bottom lip was in the process of being bitten as she watched the proceedings for the Human-Zygon treaty, "You okay?" The Doctor asked her quietly in their language. The Doctor put his thumbs in his front jacket pockets and fiddled with the fabric.

Vivian glanced at him for a second, then looked back at the negotiations, "I'm fine Doctor." Vivian said in a mild tone.

He raised an eyebrow, "Your tone of voice tells me different."

"Just leave me alone." Vivian snapped.

"Doctor!" He heard his companion, Clara call in panic.

The Doctor didn't even remember to think as he hurtled himself in the direction of her voice. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Vivian following. He gave a small smirk. She was interested. He found his missing companion next to an empty arm-chair, "He just disappeared." She said in confusion. The Doctor had a sinking feeling he knew who she was talking about.

"Who did?" He asked as Sandshoes appeared next to him, confirming his suspicions.

"Your eighth self." Clara said, "Just vanished. We were talking about the day the war ended."

The Doctor felt the temperature in the room drop as he grew pale. He licked his chapped lips, "Well, that's that then."

"No." It was Vivian, "Don't you dare. Fix this."

"It's a fixed point in time." Sandshoes muttered, his face "It can't be changed. If I could, I would have done it by now."

Clara, his companion, his impossible girl, walked up to him, "Doctor. Do you know what that means?"

"It means me."

She sighed, "It means you heal people. You save people. You are a Doctor. It's your... job." Clara continued, "Please. I know you. It is so unlike you to sit aside and do nothing. It's your home. Your people. At least try." She paused, then pleaded, "For me."

Against his better judgement, The Doctor was now inside his TARDIS along with his tenth regeneration, Vivian and Clara.

"How do I know He hasn't done it yet?" He asked his impossible girl.

His companion gave a small smile, "Because I know you. You haven't."

The Doctor moved the TARDIS into position, to the barn where he had ended it all. His hearts were pounding. Why in all of Rassilon did he have to go back to that place. The TARDIS dinged. They were there. He glanced at Vivian who looked a bit pale.

Clara took his hand and squeezed it, let it go and made her way towards the door, "Clara."

Clara stopped and turned around, "Yeah?"

"Just… be careful."

Clara bit her lip and opened the door to reveal a barn and himself standing in front of The Moment. The Moment was open and the red crystal button was open. His hand was outstretched over it.

"I told you. He hasn't done it yet." Clara said softly as he made his way out of the TARDIS's and into the barn. His previous regeneration followed and Vivian came in last, looking around the barn with a blank face.

"Go away now, all of you. This is for me." The Warrior gruffly said, not turning around.

"These events should be time-locked." Ten stated, "We shouldn't even be here."

"So something let us through." The Doctor concluded.

"Go back." The Warrior commanded, "Go back to your lives. Go and be the Doctor that I could never be. Make it worthwhile."

"All those years, burying you in my memory." Sandshoes said, walking up to The Warrior slowly.

"Pretending you didn't exist." The Doctor continued, walking up next to Ten, "Keeping you a secret, even from myself."

"Pretending you weren't the Doctor, when you were the Doctor more than anybody else."

"You were the Doctor on the day it wasn't possible to get it right."

"But this time-" Ten started, putting his hand over The Warrior's.

"You don't have to do it alone." The Doctor finished, placing his hand over his previous generations, his hearts beating wildly in the distance. His whole brain was telling him to run. To get away from here. But his actions were betraying him.

His war regeneration looked back at him, desperation and commitment shown in them and gave The Doctor a very small nod of the head, "Thank you."

"What we do today is not out of fear or hatred. It is done because there is no other way." His last regeneration stated. Though The Doctor could, through his previous regenerations body position, tell that he was afraid.

Now It was his turn to say something. The Doctor breathed out and tried to remember all those they would be saving in result of activating The Moment… thousands of millions of innocent life forms, "And it is done in the name of the many live we are failing to save."

He looked at his Impossible Girl, his companion, his friend. He wanted to see that innocent look just one more time.

Clara shook her head, and looked as if she was about to burst into tears.

"What?" The Doctor asked his companion who didn't answer right away and he could see the hesitation, "What is it, what?" He repeated.

Clara bit her lip, "Nothing."

She was lying, the Doctor thought and gave Clara a pointed look and said in a soft voice, "No, It's something. Tell me."

"You told me you wiped out your own people." Clara whispered, with a small glance at Vivian then her eyes were back on him, "I just." Clara gave a slight pause, "I never pictured you doing it, that's all."

The room instantly grows dark and an image pops up. 'I knew that city', he thought to himself. 'I walked those streets.'

"What's happening?" Clara asked, looking around in horror and fascination at seeing Gallifrey at war.

"Nothing." Vivian said and The Doctor looked at Vivian in surprise. He hadn't heard her talk throughout this whole conversation. Vivian's eyes were locked on the image, "It's a projection. The question is, where is it coming from."

The images are of a war-torn city streets. Dalke's shooting and shouting "EXTERMINATE" and civilian Time Lords and Ladies screaming and running surrounds the barn with sound. Dust and debris lay scattered.

"These are the people you're going to burn?" The Doctor heard Clara's voice catch.

His previous regeneration turned around to stare at Clara, "There isn't anything we can do."

The Doctor swallowed, "He's right. There isn't another way. There never was. Either I destroy my own people or let the universe burn."

The Doctor saw the change on Clara's face going from the scared and horrified companion into the scolding tone of a mother, "Look at you. The three of you. The warrior, the hero, and you." Clara said, looking at each Doctor as she mentioned them."

The Doctor looked into Clara's eyes, "And what am I?"

"Have you really forgotten?"

"Yes." The Doctor immediately answered, but changed it as Clara stared at him some more, "Maybe, yes."

"We've got enough warriors. Any old idiot can be a hero." Clara stated.

The Doctor looked helplessly at his companion, "Then what do I do?"

Clara gave The Doctor a small smile, "What you've always done. Be a doctor. You told me the name you chose was a promise. What was the promise?"

The fighting on the images have seemed to stop, as if the universe recognised the significance of this moment.

"Never cruel or cowardly." His previous self whispered.

"Never give up, never give in." The Warrior said, stressing each word.

The images vanish.

Ten looked around at the group, "You're not actually suggesting that we change our own personal history?"

The Doctor begins to smile, "We change history all the time. I'm suggesting far worse."

"What, exactly?" Vivian asked, her arms crossed.

"Gentlemen, I have had four hundred years to think about this. I've changed my mind." The Doctor takes out his sonic screwdriver and sonicked the big red button back into the Moment box.

The Warrior stared at him as if he was crazy, "There's still a billion billion Daleks up there, attacking."

The Doctor nodded, "Yeah, there is. There is."

Ten started to smirk, "But there's something those billion billion Daleks don't know."

"Because if they did, they'd probably send for reinforcements."

"What?" Clara asked him, "What don't they know?"

The Doctor took Clara by the hands and spun her around, "This time, there's three of us."

"Oh! Oh, yes, that is good." The Warrior put in, "That is brilliant!"

Ten's face lit up, "Oh, oh, oh, I'm getting that too! That is brilliant!"

"Ha, ha, ha! I've been thinking about it for centuries." The Doctor commented.

"She didn't just show me any old future, she showed me exactly the future I needed to see." The Warrior exclaimed.

The Doctor looked at his War regeneration in confusion, "Eh? Who did?"

The Warrior looked to the ceiling of the barn and blew it a big kiss, exaggerating with his arms, "Oh, Bad Wolf girl, I could kiss you."

Ten turned his head sharply to look at The Warrior, "Sorry, did you just say Bad Wolf?"

"So what are we doing?" Clara asked, "What's the plan?"

"The Dalek fleets are surrounding Gallifrey, firing on it constantly." The Warrior stated, ignoring Clara's question.

"The Sky Trench is holding, but what if the whole planet just disappeared?" Ten asked.

"Tiny bit of an ask." Clara put in.

"The Daleks would be firing on each other. They'd destroy themselves in their own crossfire." Ten told Clara.

"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." The Warrior finished.

Clara bit her lip, one thing didn't make sense to her, "But where would Gallifrey be?"

"Frozen." Ten said, smiling wildly, "Frozen in an instant of time, safe and hidden away."

"Exactly." The Doctor started.

"Like a painting." Vivian breathed out.

"Right. First we need to send a message to the War Room." The Doctor stated.

After sending the message, Gallifrey Stands, The Doctor sent out a holo-monitor to the War Room along with the other Doctor's in their respectful TARDIS's. "Hello, hello, Gallifrey High Command, this is the Doctor speaking." The Doctor said.

The Doctor, Clara and Vivian could hear the other monitors in the War Room being turned on, "Hello! Also the Doctor. Can you hear me?" His tenth regeneration asked.

"Also the Doctor, standing ready." The Warrior's voice drifted through the monitor.

" Dear God, three of them. All my worst nightmares at once." The General stated as he looked into the monitor in fear.

"General, we have a plan." Ten stated.

"We should point at this moment, it is a fairly terrible plan-" The Doctor started out.

"And almost certainly won't work." Ten continued.

"I was happy with fairly terrible."

"Sorry, just thinking out loud."

The Doctor continued to tell The General their plan, "We're flying our three TARDIS's into your lower atmosphere."

"We're positioned at equidistant intervals around the globe. Equidistant. So grown up." Ten stated.

"We're just about ready to do it." The Warrior said.

The General looked at the three Doctors in confusion, "Ready to do what?"

The Doctor replied, "We're going to freeze Gallifrey."

The General looked shocked and slightly panicked, "I'm sorry, what?"

"Using our TARDIS's, we're going to freeze Gallifrey in a single moment in time." Ten started.

"You know, like those stasis cubes?" The Warrior asked rhetorically, "A single moment in time, held in a parallel pocket universe."

"Except we're going to do it to a whole planet. And all the people on it."

"What?" The General asked, "Even if that were possible, which it isn't, why would you do such a thing?"

A dark look crossed The Doctor's face, "Because the alternative is burning."

"And I've seen that." Ten stated.

"And I never want to see it again." The Doctor finished.

"We'd be lost in another universe, frozen in a single moment." The General argued, "We'd have nothing."

The Doctor shook his head, "You would have hope. And right now, that is exactly what you don't have."

"It's delusional." The General shook his head, "The calculations alone would take hundreds of years."

The Doctor glanced at the stasis cube on his console, "Oh hundreds and hundreds."

Ten smirked, "But don't worry, I started a very long time ago."

"Calling the War Council of Gallifrey. This is the Doctor." Came the call of his first ever regeneration.

"You might say I've been doing this all my lives." Ten replied.

"Good luck." His second regeneration said.

"Standing by." His third replied.

"Ready." His fourth regeneration stated.

"Commencing calculations." His eighth self commented.

"Soon be there." He heard his fifth regeneration state.

"Across the boundaries that divide one universe from another." Came his seventh voice.

"Just got to lock onto his coordinates." His sixth self said.

"And for my next trick." His ninth self appeared.

"I didn't know when I was well off. All twelve of them!" The General exclaimed.

"No, sir. All thirteen!" Androgar stated as he noticed a new blip on the screen as well as a new pair of grey eyebrows, "Sir! The Daleks know that something is happening. They're increasing their firepower."

"Do it, Doctor. Just do it." The General commanded, "Just do it."

"Okay. Gentlemen, we're ready. Geronimo!" The Doctor yelled.

"Allons-y!" Ten stated.

The Warrior sighed, "Oh, for God's sake. Gallifrey STANDS!"

Whiteness bursts through the Tardis, making everyone cover their eyes, then there is silence.

A/N: I have started up college again, so my posts will be less frequent. See my A/N on my profile for more info.

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