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Tenth Doctor- Change

The TARDIS shimmered in the swirling vortex of time and space, hurtling through the cosmos with a resonance that echoed the palpable sense of impending change. Inside the time machine, the Doctor paced back and forth, his usually infectious energy replaced by a somber preoccupation. Y/n watched him from a distance, her gaze betraying a hint of apprehension as the weight of the Doctor's impending regeneration hung in the air.

As the familiar hum of the TARDIS filled the control room, the Doctor's movements stilled and he turned to Y/n, his eyes carrying a weight of concern.

"You've been quieter than usual," the Doctor remarked, his voice tinged with a gentle concern. "Are you alright?"

Y/n hesitated for a moment before meeting the Doctor's gaze, the depth of her emotions reflecting the complexity of her response.

"I... I suppose I'm just not quite ready for this," Y/n admitted, her voice revealing a hint of reluctance. "You're about to change, and I'm not sure how to... how to handle it."

The Doctor nodded, his expression softening with understanding. "Regeneration can be a bit disconcerting, I know. But I promise, I'm still me. Just a different me."

Just then, the TARDIS jolted, causing both the Doctor and Y/n to stagger. The turbulence within the time machine signaled the onset of the regeneration process, and the Doctor's features contorted as the energies of renewal coursed through him. Panic flickered in Y/n's eyes as she watched the man she had come to know and care for undergo a profound transformation.

As the glow of regeneration enveloped the Doctor, a surge of uncertainty seized Y/n, and she took a hesitant step back, uncertainty etched on her features. The Doctor, still in the throes of metamorphosis, reached out to her, his voice fraught with emotion.

"Please... please, don't be afraid," he implored, his eyes filled with raw vulnerability. "I need you to understand... I'll still be me, underneath it all. Please, still love me."

Y/n faltered, grappling with a tumult of emotions that swirled within her. The man standing before her—whose eyes mirrored a profound longing for acceptance and connection—felt achingly familiar and profoundly unfamiliar all at once.

Tears welled in the Doctor's eyes as he extended a trembling hand toward her, his voice tinged with urgency and desperation. "I don't want to lose you. Please, don't turn away from me now."

Amidst the chaos of regeneration, Y/n was confronted with the raw, unguarded vulnerability of the Doctor's plea. Her gaze softened as she reached out to clasp his hand, her heart aching at the depth of his emotional turmoil.

"You're still the same man, underneath it all, aren't you?" she whispered, her voice a fragile echo of reassurance. "I may need time to adjust, but I promise, I'll be here for you."

As the energies of renewal enveloped him, the Doctor's features morphed, seamlessly transitioning into a new form. When the glow of regeneration dissipated, the 10th Doctor had transformed into the 11th Doctor, a renewed iteration of the Time Lord standing before Y/n , his essence unchanged even as a new face now adorned his countenance.

The Doctor looked at Y/n with uncertainty, his eyes searching hers for confirmation that the fundamental connection between them remained unaltered. A tentative smile played across his new features as he exhaled a sigh of relief, his heart uplifted by Y/n 's unwavering promise.

"Thank you," the Doctor murmured, his voice buoyed by a sense of profound gratitude. "You've given me the greatest gift—a reassurance that our bond transcends the boundaries of time and form."

In that poignant moment, Y/n understood the enduring truth that lay at the heart of her connection with the Doctor. His plea for her continued love had laid bare an unspoken vulnerability, underscoring the depth of their bond that transcended the flux of regeneration.

Together, the 11th Doctor and Y/n embarked on fresh adventures, their shared connection emerging unscathed from the crucible of change. As they ventured forth into the limitless expanse of time and space, the steadfast reassurance of Y/n's presence stood as a testament to the enduring nature of their profound connection, a beacon amidst the tumult of transformation.