"Will I never get any privacy at all?" A tall dark haired man said, rolling his eyes and rubbing his face in annoyance. He stared down at the red haired girl who had just appeared before him.

He sighed and closed his eyes.

When he opened them again, his gaze had softened and he looked weary as well.

"Well, what are you then?"

The girl stared back at him in astonishment; she hadn't the faintest idea of how she had gotten there in front of that man or where she was. She had been sitting in her room just a moment ago…

"What are you?" the man repeated his question impatiently, reaching into his vest pocket for something. She didn't know how to answer his question and for a moment she just studied him.

He was tall, at least six foot five, or there abouts, and he had sleek black hair that looked as if it had been tousled before being roughly moved out of his face. He was very slim and he wore black pants, and dress shoes, with a matching black vest and a white shirt; the top button of the shirt was undone. His eyes were a piercing green and looked so old and wise, most of all tired. His skin was pale as well, though tanner than the girls.

"I'm a…girl…" she mumbled in her Irish accent, still studying his appearance; she noticed a faint outlining of stubble on his chin and jaw; it made her blush slightly.

"I know you're a girl. What species are you?" the man said, rolling his eyes.

"I'm a…a human?" she answered as more of a question than she meant it to be.

"You're not sure?" the man raised an eyebrow at her answer.

"No…I'm human." She said, correcting herself, hesitantly.

"That's impossible! How do they keep doing this?" the man asked the last part to himself distantly.

"W-Who're you?" the girl asked timidly, letting herself look around at her surroundings. It all looked so familiar for some reason…

"I'm the Doctor." He said casually, staring at her with wonder. The girl's mouth dropped open; she suddenly realized where she was. She was with the Doctor, in the TARDIS, someplace in space and time.

"What's your name?" he asked, looking her up and down. He pulled out what the girl took to be a new version of his sonic screwdriver. He scanned her with it and checked the results; the light was a purple-ish blue color but the buzzing sound was familiar to her and made her smile with excitement.

"I'm Bonnie." She answered with a grin.

"Well, Bonnie, how did you get on my ship?" the Doctor asked, looking from his sonic screwdriver back to her in apparent amazement.

"You mean the TARDIS?" Bonnie said proudly. The Doctor looked astonished.

"How did you-"

"You're a Timelord, from Gallifrey, and you are the last of your kind because of the Daleks in the great and last time war. This ship is a time machine called the TARDIS which stands for: Time And Relative Dimensions In Space." Bonnie interrupted, her expression becoming more and more excited.

The Doctor just stood there staring at her in bewilderment.

All was silent for a few long moments.

"How do you know…all of that?" he finally spoke, quietly and cautiously.

"Uhm…well…I…" Bonnie struggled to find the words. She explained to him how in her world his life was displayed for all the viewers to see on TV; she explained how in her world nothing like he ever did was possible.

"But that's impossible! Your world must be on the other side of my reality then! How did you get here?" he wondered loudly. He walked around her a few times and scanned her with the sonic screwdriver. He mumbled to himself for some moments before he looked at her abruptly, understanding shining in his eyes.

"Hair like fire…impossible world…" his green eyes lit up and a wide grin spread itself across his face.

"Oh of course! It's you! You're brilliant!" he shouted out all of a sudden, his smile shining like sunlight.

"W-What?" Bonnie asked, confused.

"I was once told that a girl with hair like fire would travel here from an impossible world and would allow me to rid myself of one regret. And here you are." He recited with enthusiasm. His brow then furrowed after a moment.

"But which regret…" he said distantly.

"And when…"

"I'm supposed to rid you of one regret?" Bonnie asked slowly. She looked down; something was different.

"Yes, but I suppose you'll be the one to choose…" he said absent mindedly.

They both just stood there for a moment. Excitement rose in Bonnie's chest as she looked around at the TARDIS control room. It had changed from a dimly lit gray hued room with blinking lights; the walls now glowed with a light blue slight pulse and the stairway was made of ivory. The main controls looked just as old and rusty as they had with the ninth and tenth regenerations.

Something occurred to Bonnie. Which regeneration was he? She'd never seen this Doctor before.

"Um…which regeneration are you anyways?"

The Doctor looked surprised at this question. A crooked smile tickled his mouth and he looked down at her.

"If you know so much about me, why don't you know which Doctor I am?"

"Well…the new episodes haven't come out yet. In those episodes you are still number eleven."

"Ah. I am number twelve."

Bonnie gasped.

"So you've already been to the fields of Trenzalore?" she asked excitedly.

The Doctor's face fell.

"Yes."

They were both quiet a moment longer. Bonnie suddenly felt very tired and dizzy and began to totter where she stood.

"Bonnie!" she heard the Doctor yell as her world went black.

Bonnie woke with a start and sat up. She looked around to see that she was in a red hued room with a dresser and a mirror; she was lying on a very soft bed.

She swung her legs off the bed and stood. She looked down again; the floor looked further away than she remembered.

She walked slowly towards the mirror. She looked at her reflection gingerly. To her surprise she looked different. Her hair was still fire red but her skin was a bit tanner and her cheeks were rosier. She was taller and a bit slimmer than she remembered being. Her curves were very attractive; she bit her bottom lip and smiled. Damn, I look good! She thought to herself.

She used to be pale skinned and faint freckles had dotted her cheeks as well as a slight rosiness. She had been just a bit less than five feet and six inches tall and she hadn't terribly thin, or even terribly overweight for that matter; she had been pretty, and average. She liked her new look.

Bonnie jumped as the door swung open and the Doctor peeked his head inside.

"Oh, good. You're awake." He said with a smile. Bonnie took a few deep breaths and tried not to look so startled.

"Yup." She said quietly.

"What happened?" she asked after a moment.

The Doctor walked into the room and looked at her, distantly, looking her up and down as if she confused him.

"What's wrong?" Bonnie asked, checking herself for whatever the Doctor might be looking at.

"Nothing…I don't know what happened to you."

"Do you…" he started, stopping abruptly as he rethought his words.

"Do you have any idea how you got here?" he asked after a moment of thought.

Bonnie's brow furrowed.

"No…I only remember sitting in my room and then…"

"Then…what?"

"I started to wonder…something. I can't remember what."

The Doctor grinned.

"You are truly brilliant!" he mumbled to himself.

"Why does it matter?" Bonnie asked, having not heard his comment.

"…It doesn't. Don't worry about it. If you're feeling better, we should go back to the control room." And with that he left the room. Bonnie knew he was lying, she could see it in his eyes as he left.

When they had made it back to the control room, the Doctor turned and looked at Bonnie with a twinkle in his eye.

"Well," he started, taking a deep breath and exhaling hard.

"You'd better start from the beginning. What do you last remember?"

Bonnie took a deep breath.

She told the Doctor that she had been sitting in her room, browsing on her computer for…people, though she couldn't remember who; all she could remember was that they were important, for some reason or another.

"I remember…a dizziness…and then everything went dark and I was standing in front of you."

The Doctor nodded and let himself fall into deep thought while he leaned against the ivory railing.

After a few minutes of waiting, Bonnie interrupted the silence; she had noticed that her clothes were too short and too big for her new body.

"Um, Doctor?"

The Doctor looked up.

"I wonder if t-"

"Careful." The Doctor said suddenly, interrupting her.

"Try not to wonder things, Bonnie, unless your life depends on it. 'What if' or 'I wonder' from a mouth like yours can be a dangerous thing." He said sternly, but softer than before.

"Why is that?" she asked timidly.

"…It doesn't matter. Just be careful." He grinned boyishly; Bonnie could tell it was almost forced but she returned the smile.

The two of them talked and laughed and told their stories far into the night, or day, or whenever, until they were both left speechless and tired.

The Doctor then leaned off the ivory railing and announced that he was off to bed and that Bonnie could stay in the control room if she promised not to break anything.

And so he left her alone.

For a while she just sat and thought, trying not to wonder things like the Doctor had said; she wasn't able to keep it up for very long. Before too long she was back to her world of 'what if's' and 'I wonder's'.

A sudden urge to touch the TARDIS controls overtook Bonnie and she made her way to the control board. She felt strangely familiar with the controls, which she assumed to be caused by having seen the Doctor operate the TARDIS many times before; he had never looked like he knew what he was doing anyways and she remembered him saying that he'd failed the test in an earlier episode. Just then a though occurred to her. If the Doctor can fly this thing even though he failed the test, then I can certainly do it too; besides, I've watched him do it a thousand times. She thought with a mischievous grin.

And so she tampered with the controls, turned some dials, pulled some levers, beeped and booped some buttons until she was satisfied, and pulled the final and most familiar lever. The TARDIS suddenly shrieked with that familiar sound of the breaks left on and it shook and trembled just like in the show. But then a siren went off, buttons blinked, steam flew from valves in the walls, and lights flashed urgently.

The TARDIS fell apart around her and she went swirling into a black abyss, screaming and clawing at the air. Until she felt herself land on wet sand.

Bonnie looked around and shouted out a loud "Huh-low?!", still shaking from the sudden experience.

Her voice echoed around her head in an empty sort of way as she stood, brushed the damp sand off her clothes, and looked around at her surroundings warily; knowing Doctor Who, she figured that wherever she was there would most likely be a dangerous alien around as well.

She discovered that she was standing on the shore of a beach. But even though she could see the waves crashing on the shore to her left and see the gulls of the sea flying and flocking, she could not hear any part of it. As she looked around he eyed something box-like and blue.

It was the TARDIS.

Bonnie heaved a sigh of relief and began to walk towards the familiar box. As she walked she looked around and the more she looked, the more the beach looked familiar for a reason she could not yet understand.

"At least the Doctor is here." She said quietly, reassuring herself.

When Bonnie reached the TARDIS she reached out to touch its smooth blue painted wood but her hand never touched it; instead, her hand went right through it.

"What the hell?" she said, trying again and again to touch the box and failing each time.

"What's going on?!' she panicked, walking about in a circle for a moment before something caught her eye.

Bonnie turned and looked again. Though she stood a considerable distance away from the two figures, she could make out a man in a brown suit who seemed to be talking to a blonde girl who, as far as Bonnie could tell, was very distressed about something; when Bonnie began to walk towards the two people, she saw that the man's body flickered ever so slightly every few seconds or so.

Then it struck her: she was standing on Bad Wolf Bay and those people she saw were the tenth Doctor and Rose Tyler.

In a rush of excitement, Bonnie bolted towards the two people and when she was within earshot of their conversation, she heard Rose say, "I…I love you!" in a heart breaking sob.

Bonnie then knew that she Doctor would vanish at any moment. She, panting hard, made it to the two sorrowed lovers just as the Doctor said,

"Rose Tyler-" and faded.

"No!" Rose wailed from behind her tears and she fell to her knees on the wet sand, crying and bawling, thinking that she would never see her precious Doctor again.

All of a sudden, everything turned white and then a burst of colors exploded in a soundless array of lights and shapes.

Then all was as it had been; the Doctor once more flickering as he stood in front of a very distressed Rose Tyler.

"I…I love you!" she sobbed.

"Oh! What if this is the regret I'm supposed to rid the Doctor of?" she wondered loudly, assuming that the jilted lovers wouldn't hear her.

Slowly they stopped talking and crying and they turned their heads to look at her, their eyes blank and faces expressionless.

"Do you want it to be?" they asked in unison, making Bonnie's skin crawl. She hid half of her face with her hands as fearful tears came to her eyes; she began to shake and tremble.

"Um…" she squeaked. After a moment she nodded.

"You have one last chance. Direct us as such, Margose De'rӧntar." They said and all went white again until the whole scene reset itself.

Bonnie, still shivering from their sudden break in character, looked up into the face of the Doctor, who watched with adoration and sorrow as Rose Tyler professed her love to him.

Tell her your feelings you old fool! Bonnie heard the Doctor's voice in her head; it took her a few moments before she realized that she was hearing the Doctor's thoughts.

You don't have much time, old man!

…But it wouldn't make much difference. She must know by now…

Bonnie began to get annoyed and she glared at the Doctor, unsure of what she was supposed to do but angry at his indecisiveness at such a time.

The Doctor's words were nearing their end.

"…I suppose…this is my last chance to say it," he said externally.

Should I or does she already know? He thought internally.

"Rose-" he said. Bonnie could hardly breathe from her anxiety.

Oh no! he thought.

"Tyler," he said. Bonnie bit her bottom lip and held her breath.

Too late! I'm fading! The Doctor thought dejectedly.

"Damn it all! Tell her you love her!" Bonnie finally screamed, grabbing his clothes; she was surprised when her hands actually grasped the soft cloth instead of flowing through it; with that touch she felt her energy begin to drain.

Everything seemed to slow down around the three of them.

Fine, I'll hold on as long as I can! The Doctor thought with a new determination in his distorting eyes.

"I"

His voice echoed around them.

"Love"

His body flickered violently but the Doctor strained to stay, taking more and more energy from Bonnie as he struggled.

"You"

A few hot tears fell down his flickering face as he set a transparent hand on Rose's face and leaned forward.

"Too."

He placed his lucid lips on hers, and when he closed his eyes, finishing the delicate kiss, he vanished.

Bonnie felt a few tears fall down her own cheeks and she quickly wiped them away, falling to her knees as weakness and weariness took her.

Rose began to fade as well and she looked into Bonnie's eyes and smiled gratefully.

"Thank you, Margose De'rӧntar." She said and she disappeared.

All was quiet until the familiar sound of the TARDIS shot through the silence as it materialized in front of Bonnie.

The Doctor, now number twelve, stepped out and grinned down at her.

"Thank you, Bonnie, for ridding me of one of my greatest regrets." He said softly.

Bonnie looked up at him shakily.

"My…Pleasure…" she panted, trying to regain her strength.

Suddenly everything began to tear apart and the horrible ripping of Bad Wolf Bay was like a blood curdling shriek in Bonnie's ears.

"Hurry, Bonnie!" the Doctor said urgently, offering her his hand.

"Get to the TARDIS! You have another adventure to attend to! It's time for you to leave my universe!" as he said this, his eyes gleamed with excitement.

"But…what does Margose De'rӧntar mean?!" Bonnie yelled over the tearing sound.

The Doctor leaned in close and whispered in her ear just before pushing her past the doors of the TARDIS and into a black abyss.

"The Blank Page!"