Hello there! This is just a preview for the next chapter that I'm giving you because I'm going to be taking a break from this story to get to work on some other projects. But I have a couple things to clear up.
1- The crystal energy transported Ditzy to an alternate timeline which is the reason for Manehatten. 2- It is not a dream (though I did like that idea.)3- Dinky is not in this story. I apologize for any typos I made concerning that.
If you have any other questions feel free to P.M. me. Hope you like the preview.
"Let's see, so the frame is mended, the inside derusted, the control panel fixed, the navigational systems online. Hm, am I forgetting anything?" Doctor Whooves asked himself.
He was going through a checklist of repairs for the TARDIS. For the past month he has been fixing up the thousand year old time machine for his last ride to find Ditzy.
"Ah yes! The CPU, let's see how that working." He remembered as he walked over to the center to the TARDIS power core. He typed a few codes on the built-in computer to run diagnostics. After a few minutes the computer bleeped optimistically
"System seems to be operational." He observed, but he was still doubtful. It's been quite a while since the TARDIS was used, he wasn't sure if it was completely stable.
"Hopefully this won't blow me up." The Doctor said as he flipped a switch.
Suddenly, the whole TARDIS began shaking. It almost threw The Doctor off balance but he held on to the computer. The core rapidly brightened up as energy surged through it, lights began flickering all over the TARDIS, and warning sirens blared throughout the machine. The abrupt burst of energy after a long shut off was making the TARDIS unstable.
"Come on, old girl. Don't give up on me now." The Doctor prayed.
But the shaking was only getting worse. The Doctor thought it was going to blow when slowly but surely everything began to calm down. The lights stopped flashing, the sirens died down, and the bright core toned down to a steady hue of sea green.
The Doctor breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped outside into the sandy beach and looked up, the sun was right above him, it was high noon. He went over to the shore to wash up, he was in the TARDIS all last night and this morning making final preparations for the rebooting of the TARDIS.
He splashed the cool salty water onto his face and a little bit on his hair. After rubbing his eyes clear he looked into the water and saw his reflection. He couldn't believe what he saw.
His hair was unkempt and ragged and not its usual back blasted style and he had somehow grown out a cast away beard. His eyes became sunken after numerous sleepless nights. He grew as skinny as a stick as he would go for days without food because he couldn't eat without throwing up.
"W-What?" The Doctor asked in disbelief, he didn't recognize himself at all.
The water began to ripple as The Doctor's tears hit the surface, he cried silently. He was so lonely without her. Her silky golden mane with her shining silver coat. Her perfect cheerful smile and that wonderful laugh that made him smile every time.
Now he couldn't even recognize himself. His only hope was that she was alive and out there, somewhere. He stopped crying for a moment and looked at his reflection.
But… But what if she is gone? What if that crystal just removed her from existence? The Doctor pondered. His heart began to sink and he lost all energy to move. What if it was true? Why should I even try? Maybe I should just drown myself and get it over with.
No! The Doctor shook himself out of it. Since last week thoughts like that have been plaguing his mind. He almost did it once, but the possibility that she was still alive kept him going.