Disclaimer: Only the fic is mine.
AN: Kept hearing about the show so I've been binging some seasons. Really loved Matt Smith's doctor and I ship him with Amy so hard. So after watching his final scene this idea was born. Unbeated, So I'm sorry for all errors.
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The Doctor could feel the regeneration cycle starting within him, it was different for each one of them. He felt like he was super-hot, almost like standing to close to a camp fire.
This was it his eleventh cycle about to end and would soon regenerate into a twelfth incarnation.
He looked at Claire, she was trying to stay brave, and he tried not to show fear so he wouldn't scare her further.
It was always good to have a person there when it happened, not being alone was the preferred way of any species and the bond would always be strongest with that first person a new form saw.
It had been an eventful incarnation and he'd feel regret for a love never acted on. It had been due to his cowardice.
He had used Rose as an excuse, not wanting to let anyone close so he wouldn't be destroyed.
But Rose had been the biggest part of the lives of nine and ten. She had nothing to do with him.
He was separate, every incarnation had the power to move on from the memories from the others, to not let himself be ruled.
He'd realized that far too late.
And then like a beacon she appeared down the stairs, her red hair a glowing halo, her eyes filled with love and affection.
His mad, amazing, Amy Pond, lost forever in time and now given back to him in his final moments.
The universe loved to torment him.
"Oh, my sweet Amy."
She smiled and let him take her in his arms.
He should've taken her up on her offer that night in her bedroom, given into the desire he felt for her.
But memories of Rose and his need of thinking he knew everything in the universe had prevented him from having true happiness, that he had to make sure things stayed on an exact course.
But things could also be changed, sometimes it was necessary and turned out to be better.
He wished he'd never pushed her toward Rory, how different it could've been for this incarnation. Just the doctor and Amy.
"Oh my Amy Pond. I love you so, I always have and always will, I shouldn't have been a coward."
"I love you." She whispered, "I forgive you."
Their lips came together in a soul shattering kiss.
They pulled apart as the pain in his body increased.
"Good night my raggedy doctor." She whispered lovingly.
"No!" But she was gone just as quickly.
So much physical and emotional pain at once.
He was nearly gone.
Maybe, just maybe fate would be kind, humanity believed in their own forms of reincarnation.
Maybe he and Amy would find each other again in new human forms and this time given a forever chance.
"Farewell my Amy, I love you."
And then the regeneration cycle finally consumed him entirely.