A certain Rory Williams is working at the Royal Hope Hospital at the time of its trip to the Moon. What would happen if Rory and Martha join the Doctor that day, how would the rest of the year pan out? AU Series 3 rewrite.

It is the last days of the Time War, the end is growing nearer. The Warrior stands alone on the battlefield, once he was a Doctor but now no more. What was the final act that pushed him towards the unthinkable, towards the Moment? COMPLETE

Married life is anything but normal for Jack and the Doctor as they split their time between traveling through space and time and Torchwood. But when the Doctor becomes sick, they realize just how normal their lives can become. MPREG Part two of the life series.

The Doctor meets a charming woman in a market who ends up liking more than just his clothing

The newly regenerated Doctor and Clara run into some people that the Doctor never thought he'd see again. Does his older face reflect his capability to handle new responsibilities?

Just one day of their forever. ADULT

"You don't give up. You don't just let things happen. You make a stand! You say no! You have the guts to do what's right when everyone else just runs away." Rose hadn't given up before... but standing on Dårlig Ulv Stranden, would she give up now? Rose-centric drabble, Post Doomsday. Could be classed as a companion piece to Hand to Hold if you squint.

The Master throws a party in the Doctor's TARDIS and chaos ensues.

Clara Oswald gets a surprise when she and the Doctor accidentally join a queue for something they don't know about. However, it is hardly an unwelcome surprise. Clara/ClaraClone femslash - M for a reason, read at your own risk! One-Shot.

A lighted hearted one shot of Martha and the Doctor skating.

Rose and The Doctor get engaged. They dream of traveling and raising children of their own. But all of that is ruined when the Daleks attack the TARDIS, which puts Rose in critical condition. Can she be healed in time to live her life with the Doctor? Or will she slip away? (Rated T for a bit of blood and gore and a few adult mentions) Will be angsty.

The Doctor had always picked up the reckless ones-yet, Rory was different.

"There's a lot of things you need to get across this universe. Warp drive… wormhole refractors… you know the thing you need most of all? You need a hand to hold." - Post Doomsday, an angst-y oneshot of how much the Doctor needs a hand to hold.

What if the doctor's regeneration from 9 to 10 went a bit differently. Crackish AU

The Doctor took her hands, grinning. "Ah, yes, of course," he replied, before pausing thoughtfully. He added in a serious tone, "Always. Until death set us apart." Rose smiled at him, brown eyes sparkling. "And when I die I suppose you'll go about looking for a replacement, then?" she asked teasingly. The Doctor frowned. When she died... [Slight AU]

Mia Dupont, 21 ans, rêve de devenir actrice. De l'autre côté de la Tamise, Matt Smith, 28 ans, est déjà acteur. L'un comme l'autre célibataire, et souhaitant retrouver l'âme sœur. Vont-ils le trouver ? Ou alors un malentendu va effacer cette possibilité ? (mon tout premier cliffhanger ) SPOILEEEER SAISON 6 !

Tous les docteur sont condamnés à mort mais ils ont aussi le droits de revoire tous leur compagnons avant de mourire. Attention spoilers pour les saisons 1 à 7! C'est ma première fanfiction alors donner votre avis s'il vous plaît.

Continuation of Hello Time Tot. A child of the Doctor and Rose Tyler Isn't going to be normal, is she?

Rose's father was killed in a car accident when she was a year old. Now she has the chance to see him before he died, will she be able to resist changing history?

Set just after "The Idiot's Lantern", the Doctor is forced to come to terms with the fact that he almost lost Rose and what that means to him.

The Doctor and Clara fight over the last piece of candy.

"Vio luces, a ella, a su pasado. Sabía que su cuerpo no podía soportar más esa regeneración, pero no quería separarse de su Rose. "

Drabble, Eleven's POV: His nights have always belonged to River Song.

Nobody throws a ball like the Almesians, as the saying goes. The nights stretch for days, the days melt back to nights, and they are racing through their eleventh waltz.

"Woodstock?" he asks warily.