1: First time 4 and 6.
Meeting his wife. River and Master. First meeting.
"Who are you?"
His voice was harsh, unsteady. He'd been drifting in darkness for what? Months? Years? Millenia? He was dead... He knew he was. What else could he be? He remembered perfectly falling through time with Rasillion and the other Time Lord, falling back to Gallifrey, to the terrible lock they were prisoner in. Frozen, out of time, unable to even... Think.
Then... Something had happened. Something so strange, so utterly unlikely that it was almost impossible. A crack. A crack had appeared in their prison, a crack in space and time, a crack in reality itself. Before any of his peers had been able to move a finger something had caught him. It'd been violent, pulling him like a rope tied in the small of his back, dragging him up to the crack and through it.
His eyes had witnessed with a strange pleasure the disbelief slowly growing into the lord president's eyes, his jaw falling, his voice yelling. After that, he'd been through a storm, rolled around like he was nothing more than a fragile piece of porcelain and his only company had been the drums in his head. Then he crashed on something hard and cold, stone maybe.
He was currently trying to catch his breath, looking at the woman standing in front of him with a mix of threat and curiosity. She had blond curled hair, a wide smug smile, a strong bone structure and some kind of mesmerizing poisonous charm. But above everything, she smelt like Time.
He heard his own voice repeating, still cracked and hoarse. "Who are you?"
She ended pinking at a strange instrument at her wrist and eventually dropped her eyes on him. "I'm the one who freed you of course."
He felt a twisting frustration growling deep inside of his guts. "Why did you do that? Do you only know who I..." She cut him short, waving her hand and rolling her eyes. "Oh yes, I know who you are, no need to make such a fuss about it." The tall woman left out a bubbly chuckle and shook her shoulders in a fake shudder. "How exciting by the way. Why? Oh dear, because I know when my husband needs one of his peer."
He squinted at her. He was back in the normal universe so she could only talk about... "Doctor? Your..." He couldn't help a weird giggle to come out from his throat. Whoever she was, he could get why Doctor had married her, if only it was the truth.
"Yes, my. Well, actually mine. He needs you.
- You know we didn't parted friends?
- Yes I know. But when he's broken enough, a Time Lord is the only thing to take him back on his feet. I told him not to travel alone but as always, he didn't listened.
- Why me?"
She came closer, bending until her lovely face and mischievous smile was facing him. "Because sweetie, an arch-enemy is the closest thing to a soul mate."