So, if you're confused by the new chapter numbering system, I recommend reading the new author's note on either chapter 1 or 19. It explains things. Basically, I don't want the story to end, but the plot is changing. This plot might be corny, but I hope not. I am a Doctor of any number/Rose shipper, if you haven't figured it out, and I want to bring another Doctor in.

Also, in case you've already read chapter 19 before I made the edit, I've changed the ending just a bit: only 1 TARDIS has materialized in Rose's room. There may be more eventually, but more than one at the same time... I couldn't make it work without it sounding stupid, at least in my head. :)

Oops! Almost forgot the disclaimer! (so annoying!) idon'towndoctorwhosodon'tsue. Done!

BOOK II: A Timey Whimey Wedding

CHAPTER 2: Timelines Collide

The TARDIS door opened, revealing her bowtie Doctor. She ran forward and embraced him. "What are you doing here?!" She cried.

"Isn't it obvious?" He teased. "Crashing my own wedding, of course!" He grinned at her. "See, even though I have the memories now, I know that I wasn't, you know, actually there when I was pinstripes, and I wanted to actually be present the day I became Dr. Tyler." He kept on grinning like a Cheshire cat.

Rose sighed, "Well, I can't very well deny you that, can I?" Then she grinned at him. "You know, most husbands give their wives jewelry or flowers or something as a wedding present - not paradoxes."

"Oi! I'll have you know, that a paradox is not my present! Though I suppose I've caused one in bringing you my present, but trust me, you'll like it! But I couldn't wrap it. Mind closing your eyes while I smuggle out your gift?"

She laughed. "Oh, fine!" She stood and covered her eyes. The Doctor gasped as he realized she was already in her dress.

"By the way," he said, quietly. "You look beautiful!"

"For a human, yeah?" She teased.

"For anyone," he admitted. "Now keep your eyes closed Rose Tyler while I smuggle out the gift, and no peeking!"

"Alright already!" She playfully pouted as her future self silently slipped out of the TARDIS and out of the room.

"Alright, you can open your eyes now," he said, as the sound of another TARDIS materialized was heard. "Oh, here we go. For the record, the bigger paradox is not my fault!" He said as he dashed out of the room.

"What now?!" Rose thought to herself as the second TARDIS materialized. Suddenly she was struck with new memories. New good memories, she realized, as her leather Doctor, a young Captain Jack ("Great. Two walking, talking innuendos at my wedding. Every girl's dream!"), and a younger version of herself emerged.

The trio hadn't noticed her, yet, though. "Aww, Doc! You've brought me to a hotel room! Whatever happened to me buying you a drink first?" Jack proved that some things would never change no matter how much time goes by.

"Oh, SHUT UP JACK!" Retorted the Doctor, and not one, but two Roses. That was when the trio noticed the bride.

"Blimey!" the Doctor exclaimed. "Rose?"

"Yep," was all she could say. She was suddenly nervous around him. Maybe because she was in a wedding dress about to marry his future self?

Her younger self gasped and covered her mouth. "You're me?"

"A future you, yeah. As time travelers, we're bound to run into ourselves once in awhile. Surprised it hasn't happened before other than the 1987 fiasco." She smiled at her younger self.

Younger Rose took in her future appearance. "You're... I mean, I'm... in a wedding dress?" She grinned when her future self nodded. "I'm getting married!"

The elder Rose caught the Doctor's reaction in the corner of her eye. He had instantly paled, his hands curled into fists, his expression turned to stone. She was confused as to his reaction at first, but then she realized, he doesn't realize I'm marrying him!

He younger self was oblivious to the Doctor's reaction, however. "Who am I marrying? Mickey?"

The bride actually burst out laughing at that. "Goodness, no! Where would you get an idea like that? Surely even you must realize by now that that's never gonna happen! Mickey's great and all. One of my best friends, actually. And he is in the wedding party. But he is not the groom!" She glanced at the Doctor out of the corner of her eye, not wanting to give it away, but wanting to keep the unknowing future groom in her line of sight. "I met someone so much better!"

"Who? Do I know him?"

"As a future friend of ours is fond of saying, Spoilers! But as I'm remembering being you, you'll find out who he is soon enough. And I promise you're going to like what you learn!" She turned to the Doctor. "By the way, Doctor, in case you didn't notice, there is more than one TARDIS in the room, which means that there is a larger paradox at play than just more than two of me. There are currently three versions of you present, and, I regret to inform you, two Jacks."

"Two of me? Three Doctors? I'm liking these odds!" Jack exclaimed.

"Stay away from yourself and any other paradoxes, Jack. You could destroy the universe if you get too close! Understand?" Rose scolded, since the Doctor was apparently unable to speak. "Now, shoo! I need to talk to my past self and the Doctor alone."

"Fine. Kill joy!" Jack teased. "I suppose I won't ruin your wedding day by ripping a hole in the time and space continuum."

"Much appreciated. Now, git!" Jack obeyed and "git".

She turned to the other two. "Before you go out there, Doctor, you need to explain regeneration to me."

"Regener- what?" Her younger self asked, looking at the Doctor.

But the Doctor still couldn't speak. The elder Rose had a pretty good idea as to why, to. Perhaps she should tell her younger self to "git" and help the Doctor put his cockles down. But her younger self needed to understand this one thing, first.

The bride sighed. "Fine. I'll do it. Regeneration. Time Lords have a way of cheating death. Instead of dying, every single cell in his body changes: new face, new body, New personality even, a completely new and very different man. But his memories stay the same, and underneath it all, the Doctor's still the Doctor. He's still him. , it sounds weird, but at least you have time to process it! This is a new memory for me, being here as you. Originally, I didn't learn that the Doctor could change until just before he did it. He burst into golden light, and suddenly there was a stranger standing there in the Doctor's clothes. Until I realized that he wasn't a stranger, not really."

"Ok... I need to know this because..." The younger Rose was struggling to process what she'd just learned.

"Because the other two Doctors that are here are nothing like the Doctor that you're here with and from each other as well - but only at first glance. Underneath it all, they're still him. You just needed to be warned. Now, would you be ok if I borrowed your Doctor for a minute? Alone?"

"Uh... sure," the younger Rose said before quietly leaving the room.

"Doctor," Rose started. But he didn't let her finish.

"Who?"

"You know I can't tell you, Doctor."

"I'm here for your wedding. I'm gonna find out. So just tell me!"

"Why do you want to know so badly?"

"Because..." He stammered. "I... need to make sure he's... a good man."

"He is a good man, Doctor, though I suspect he doesn't see himself that way."

She smiled softly at him, knowing precisely why he was acting the way he was, and decided that a few hints couldn't hurt. She loved how protective he was, though his possesiveness was unnerving. It was funny how he was jealous of himself and didn't even know it.

"I love him, you know," she said, quietly. "He is the most incredible man I've ever met! In fact, you could say he's quite fantastic! He's brilliant and clever and has saved my life countless times."

"And you should see him walk on water!" The Doctor grumbled.

"Ha! No. He's far from perfect. One of his biggest flaws is that he doesn't like himself very much. Something happened in his past that really couldn't have been helped, but he blames himself and doesn't feel that he's worthy of love. So much so, that we were in love with each other long before either of us ever admitted it. There were times that I thought that he would never see me as more than a friend because we were so different."

He snorted. "Different. You were different. Fantastic."

"Yes, very different. He is quite a bit older than me, you see, though he doesn't look it. And he's changed a bit since we first met. But it doesn't matter to me." She posted as she dropped the ultimate hint. "We're from different worlds, literally."

The Doctor looked up at her, eyes belying a little bit of hope and the fear that it was about to get crushed. "Rose," he whispered. She was surprised to see him so vulnerable. This him never ever was. She decided she couldn't keep up the charade any more. Paradoxes be damned.

"Yes, my Doctor. Today, I will marry you!"