Doctor Who Imagines

Your Thoughts After He Regenerates

9th Doctor: You didn't know what to think when a man clad in a leather jacket showed up on your door step, claiming to be...him. The Doctor. Your Doctor. It had been a little over two years since you had last seen him, after all. He had told you about a war...a war spread among the stars. The Great Time War, he had called it. The next day, he had dropped you off in the same place you two had met, and left. You were cross with him for the longest time. He was everything to you...but he's back now. His face was different, his personality was different...he was different, and you weren't sure what to think.

10th Doctor: Rose seemed to simply forget that he had changed after he had given her a big smile and a hand to hold, but you? You couldn't quit thinking about that daft man with his northern accent and leather jackets and goofy grins. He had sacrificed himself, as he always did, but this time, it affected you as well. But..you still wanted to get to know this new Doctor, because even if it wasn't the same man you had fallen in love with, surely some part of him was still there. There had to be, for your own sake. The Doctor, the TARDIS...it was everything to you now. You adored them both, so you owed them that.

11th Doctor: The TARDIS seemed foreign now. Not only had the man you adored more than life itself change, but your home did as well. It was like you didn't belong there anymore. The Doctor had even found someone new to travel with. Amelia Pond. Hell, he had barely spoken a word to you since he's changed. You weren't sure why, but the pessimistic side of you feared the worst. Maybe this new him didn't care about you...but surely he did...right? The two of you had been through so much together. You had thought you meant something to the ancient Time Lord, but after this...you weren't all to sure anymore.

12th Doctor: No more bow ties. No more rambles about fish fingers and custard. Just a man who spoke what was on his mind, with no regards to the feelings of the person or thing he was talking to. It was a huge transition, one you were still struggling to adapt to. You still cared for the Time Lord, even if at times it didn't seem that he cared for you. You knew the Doctor well enough to know that he too was freaking out about this new regeneration, so you tried your best to be there for him, because he deserved it. After all, in some ways, he was still the same man you had grown to love. And that was enough for you to keep going.

A/N: Sorry for the late update. :/ Work is a pain...but, if I get some requests from you brilliant people, I promise to start updating more often!