She looked at him with a cold fury. Well as much as a twenty something woman could, she was in her tenth regeneration and just like her husband she was getting younger with each regeneration. He had long fiery red hair with leaf green eyes she had the face and body of a model with pouty lips and strong cheek bones. Her skin had a healthy glow about it, even though she had an angry scowl she was still resoundingly beautiful.
"How are the kids" she spat back at him, "after all this time you have the audacity to ask that" her green eyes practically a flame with rage, "maybe if you ever came home once in a while you wouldn't haft to ask" the doctor was taken a back at her cold rage, he smirked uneasily and put his hands in his pockets and pulled out a white paper bag
"Would you like a jelly baby?" he asked his forth regeneration resurfacing, in his panicked fear of his wife.
A small smile curled on her lips which caused the Major to roll his eyes, he sighed his mother never could stay angry with his father.
She straitened herself before sitting down. She hammered her gavel three times each hit echoing around the council room.
"Doctor..." she spoke before he interrupted her
"Matron" he replied she gave him a stern glare witch faltered as his nervous smile. "Please tell me I need to know" his voice slipping into his tenth regeneration again.
"What regeneration number are you on my husband" she asked concerned
"Eleven" he said his voice slipping into the voice of his first regeneration, he sounded old and hollow.
"You are unstable?" she asked he smiled dazzlingly at her
"No more than usual" he said she gave him a look "I am reaching my final regeneration as you know eleven and twelve are the most unstable for a time lord, we flash into our younger regenerations at times"
"The last time I saw you, you were at number eight"
"I liked me then, I wasn't a warrior then" he sighed "I had just brought the Master back a week before the time war began" his wife nodded
"You wish to know how we survived?" she asked he nodded gravely
"When we time locked the war so we wouldn't affect the universe at large there was a back door built into the lock"
"A back door?" he asked
"Yes our son always planned for every eventuality and the total destruction of both species was just one outcome that he had foreseen, but unlike other time lords our son knew not to brag to bring attention to himself, thus he was safe when the Daleks began to mess around with time" the doctor smiled at the brilliance of his progeny "whilst time lords who made public startling brakes in technologies and were blinked out of existence he was safe, securing and downloading the entire store of out technologies histories and culture, when the old council were about to commit genocide his plane came into immediate effect" she smiled fondly "he used our transponders and his own type ninety X TARDIS, he locked on to fifty percent of the hospital ships and twenty five percent of the war ships then using a specially created program he jumped us through the back door just as you fired your final solution"
The doctor was amazed at his son's ingenuity truly he had the best of himself and his wife.
"How many survivors"
"Out of our original population of one trillion, over nine hundred and twenty planets, he saved only six hundred thousand"
The doctor felt the crushing weight of his decision for the first time since he had made it, but now they weight was lighter by a few soles, turning to his son he bowed his eyes red with tears and he simply said
"thank you"