"-well, maybe not. I can't seem to be able to land it," the Doctor with the long hair said, sipping quietly from his cup.
"What is happening, Doctor?"
"I don't know, Miss Tyler. The TARDIS seems to be..sick."
Before anything else could happen, the pillars inside the ship began cracking, followed by sparks out of every part of the room.
"Sick? What do you mean 'sick'?" she exclaimed, looking around in panic, almost jumping onto the console to avoid the sparks.
"I don't know, Miss. Why do people expect I know everything? This has never happened before to my TARDIS," he said, looking sadly over his spilled cup.
Rose saw that. "Blimey, put aside your accent, you're more British than me!"
The Doctor smiled at her as he began working on pushing the right buttons, at least what he thinks are the right buttons, to help the TARDIS navigate correctly and stabilize the vortex.
"I just wish I hadn't thrown away the manual," he mumbled to himself, as he pulled a long lever towards himself with all his might.
"You did what?" Rose's eyes shot up to the Doctor.
"Never mind that now. Think. Think. Think, Doctor. Think. What can cause the TARDIS of all things to react like this?
"Maybe..maybe..YES.. Yes, yes. I got it..I got it," he squealed in excitement.
"What is it?" Rose said, getting support from a pillar.
"It's me. I mean not me, me. I mean it's..your Doctor. If I didn't do anything, then, he must have done something. Because all the signs, ranging from the way that the TARDIS is reacting to the fact that I'm here, standing with you on this ship, it is all pointing to...to a living paradox."
"What paradox?" she asked, befuddled and happy that at least the Doctor still doesn't make sense to her. He's got that common with her's.
"Well, think about it," he began. "Since I'm the past version and I'm perfectly safe here, and well, my future version can die for what the time stream cares, the only thing that can be subject to a paradox is the TARDIS. It means oh.." the Doctor became just a bit dejected and went on to touch the console, feeling it under his fingers. "Oh my dear girl, what has happened to you?"
He continued, "Miss Tyler, it means that the TARDIS..my TARDIS is gone. Any other day and it would have been okay and my future selves would have been either erased or delayed or would have adjusted to the new reality. But you see I'm here, now, in a future TARDIS, which by all means, shouldn't even exist. Hence, the-"
"-the paradox," she completed his sentence. "So, what are we gonna do now?" she asked worryingly.
"Well, we can't do anything. See, if my TARDIS is gone, then this one should be erased but it can't get erased as long as I, a past Doctor, am standing here. It is-"
At this point everything started blinking and the same weird voices from the other ship returned to haunt these passengers.
The Doctor looked around worried and extended his hand to Rose, who met his gaze and took his hand, as they stood in support of each other in the chaotic ship.
"It is going to travel to the very same place that my TARDIS was destroyed so that time can course correct itself," he explained to her.
"So, we're going to meet the Doctor, then. My doctor?"
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The Wrong Doctors | Doctor Who
FanfictionThe Doctor was going about his day with Rose when something strange happened and he got himself..swap places with his past self. And now, he has to rely on unknown but familiar companions across 2 timelines to get out of it. Will the Doctors succeed...
