I am so sorry about the time between chapters, I have been very busy with school and, to be honest, I've had a bit of writer's block.
As Clara and Me raced out of the TARDIS to separate Jack and The Doctor, he noticed that the room had been set up for a formal occasion, everyone he knew was there, including Luke and, by the solemn feeling in the air, it was his own funeral. K-9 rolled out of the TARDIS and the girls helped Jack to his feet, knowing better than to touch The Doctor when he had that look on his face, whichever face it may be. You should just get into that big blue box and run. Run like the coward you always are. No, I won't do that, they've already seen me. Hey, why did the TARDIS come here anyway, I set the coords for London. His thoughts were conflicting and he heard his hearts beat, Thump, thump, thump, thump.
"Well," As he grabbed his fez and hopped to his feet, he tried to joked "wish I could say this was the first time I crashed my funeral, but it happens a lot more than one would expect."
This was met by an overall shocked expression on the faces of the funeral goers, Leia looked very angry, but was silent anyway. She always did that when she didn't want to yell at him in front of people, she tried to keep her cool so she seemed like a calm leader. Luke stared at him, knowing that something was strange about him, other than rising from death, Han Solo looked and sounded different to him. Rey, having been the one that returned with Luke, was the first one to speak.
"We...we saw you die," Her voice quivered a little but she continued, "how is it...are you alive?"
"Oh," He started, "well that's quite the story there, and a long one too."
"There's no way you're Han Solo," Fin stated bluntly, "he was stabbed through the chest with a lightsaber, fell to the planet core, and then the planet blew up."
"How long has it been," The Doctor asked nervously, "since I 'died'? I'm just horrible with time" With the second part he glanced at Clara, Jack, and Me with a slight smile.
"How can you not keep track of time?" Leia finally spoke.
"Wibbly wobbly, timey wimey…stuff." He responded with a small laugh, "K-9, what year is it and how long has it been since our last destination?"
{It is approximately the year 1800, though I am calibrated to Earth time, the time past has been five months}
"Good boy," He told K-9, then he turned back to the rebels, "so I've been dead for five months for you, sorry for that" Why would she bring us here at this point in time, something bad is going to happen.
Clara, who had noticed him put in the coords for London, pulled him aside for a moment to speak, "Alright, I saw you put in the coords, so did Me, why would she bring us here right now, during your funeral?"
"How should I know," He responded, "I'm still trying to figure that out. Now they probably still have questions to be answered, and I really should answer them." He went back to the gathering of people.
"The was a disturbance in the force when you died," Leia told him, "I spoke to Luke even he felt it, you are, were, dead."
"Yes, that would be expected," He seemed to brighten up as he prepared to explain "the force" as it was called here, "a disturbance in the force doesn't have to mean someone died, it's a disturbance not a loss. Say the entire, oh who knows how long consciousness, who knows how many years of memories, and life that was forgotten - taken," At this part he glanced at Clara, Me, and Jack, "suddenly was released back, through the force, into the person it was taken from, and since I've already started on about all this I might as well explain the force. The force is just the artron energy that moves through everything, as it normally does, some creatures, human or not, contain a larger amount of artron energy that came from an event thousands of years ago, no doubt caused by me. Artron energy, created in the time vortex and used by my people to power the TARDISes, has a slight psychic effect. Though in this galaxy, from what I remember, the psychic element is heightened causing the 'mind-reading' and enhanced fighting abilities, must be another factor causing the force, maybe a giant rift."
The entire room, knowing Han Solo, were completely stunned by this explanation, Chewie, who had been quietly stunned let out an unintelligible noise. Someone finally broke the silence.
"You are not Han Solo," Luke stated, "you aren't even human."
The accusation shocked the room once again, even Clara, Jack, and Me.
"Well you're correct about the not human thing," The Doctor replied, "as for being Han Solo, it's a little complicated."
Hope that it was worth the wait and you enjoyed it. I need suggestions for some Doctor Who monsters, leave ideas in comments. Cya soon!