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I am on a role, maybe I should have borrowed my mums computer years ago.

I haven't even posted chap 2 yet, chap ones not even been up a week and no3 is done.

Literally wrote and edited this before I have to go to work. only problem I forgot to post it about 2 weeks ago.

The first thing the Eleventh Doctor does when they are locked in the cell is find a piece of metal to begin scratching co-ordinates on a stone pillar. While the warrior tries to use his sonic on the door. The 10th Doctor watches on in confusion asking what they are doing.

I watch in amusement; they will never get along. Even if to do so, would help them escape.

The 10th makes a snarky comment about the sonic not working on the door. I'm about to ask the warrior why when the 10th concludes that it is too primitive.

Turning the 11th snaps at him, "Shall we ask for a better quality of door so we can escape?"

Shushing him the 10th turns to the warrior, to ask the question that had been burning into his mind since they those two arrived.

"Okay, so the Queen of England is now a Zygon. But never mind that. Why are we all together? Why are we all here? Well, me and Chinny, we were surprised, but you came looking for us. You knew it was going to happen. Who told you?"

I hold a finger to my lips with a giggle. Swinging my legs in tune with my humming perfectly entertained.

The 11th goes back to scratching his message, turning his back on his younger selves. The older he gets the more lost he looks, poor thing.

"In theory, I can trigger an isolated sonic shift among the molecules, and the door should disintegrate." The warrior says scanning the door with his sonic once again, the 10th argues that it would take years.

"No, no, the sonic would take centuries. Oh, we might as well get started. Help to pass the timey-wimey. Do you have to talk like children? What is it that makes you so ashamed of being a grown up?" Both younger men look at him really look at him for the first time since they have been stuck together and the warrior can see it. "Oh, the way you both look at me. What is that? I'm trying to think of a better word than dread"

His 10th regeneration gets angry at that comment. Asking him how recent it is for him. The warrior does not understand his words how can he, he's not done it yet, has not committed the act that will cause years of self-loathing and hatred. The Doctors darkest day.

The 11th pipes up "The Time War. The last day. The day you killed them all."

I sit up at that, he didn't say we or me it was you as if he pretends that regeneration doesn't exist. How very strange.

The 10 turns to the 11th "We, the day we killed them all." He all but growls. Now that is the face, I was looking to show him, the man who regrets.

The 11TH shrugs turning back to the wall, "Same thing."

I decide to take pity on the man and explain. "It's history for them. All decided. They think their future is real. They don't know it's still up to you."

He turns to me, unbothered that the others can't see me. "I don't talk about it?"

The 10th snaps, thinking he is talking about that day. "You're not talking about it." That's the thing about men who regret they are quick to anger. Anger at themselves turns into anger at the world.

Ignoring his outburst was hard, how can a man who looks so young look so defeated. But I press on, standing up I walk to the warrior's side. "Go on, ask them. Ask them what you need to know." He sighs, "This is why we came here doctor. You have to ask."

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