The Tenth Impact

Born Again

The Doctor just stood there, apparently getting used to his new body. It was kinda freaky, realizing I had been doing this my whole life and now I was seeing it in person. Did I always look that insane?

"6pm...Tuesday...October...5006...On the way to Barcelona!" He listed, almost too loudly. He straightened himself up, and grinned at Rose. He was hopelessly in love with her, and he forget to explain what would happen when he died. Idiot. "Now then...what do I look like?"

"Like an idiot." I smirked. "I knew it."

The Doctor turned to me, giving me a look of mock anger. "Oh, you can hush."

"Make me." I challenged.

The Doctor shook his head. "Well, if neither of you will say." He started looking over himself. It was super weird seeing him in Nine's clothes. "Let's see...two legs, two arms, two hands..." He flicked his wrist. "Slight weakness in the dorsal tubercle." He reached for his hair, something every fangirl dreams of but I found extremely creepy. "Hair! I'm not bald!"

"Darn it. I liked making fun of your baldness." I commented. The Doctor ignored me.

"Oh, Oh! Big hair!" His brown eyes widened once he found the sideburns. "Sideburns, I've got sideburns! Or really bad skin. Little bit thinner..." The Doctor slapped his stomach. "That's weird. Give me time, I'll get used to it." Then, he had a look of complete concentration. "I...have got...a mole. I can feel it."

"Seriously?" I asked, starting to laugh.

"Between my shoulder blades, there's a mole." He explained, looking up at me. He grinned. "That's all right. Love the mole."

"Moles are nothing. I have a birthmark shaped like a star on my stomach." I commented, my hand going towards it. "Birthmarks beat moles. Simple rules."

"They do not!" The Doctor argued. "And stars are just like circles, so they aren't impressive."

"It's one of those five point stars, dummy." The Doctor gave me a challenging look. "You're just jealous of my superior birthmark." I smirked, walking up to him in a challenge. This guy was fun. Nine was better, in my opinion, but Ten was alright.

The Doctor was grinning, like mad. He turned to Rose, as if wanting to get her in on the fun. "Go on then, tell me." He stood up straighter, like a peacock ruffling his feathers. "What do you think?"

Her voice was almost a whisper. "Who are you?"

Being a profiler, I noticed the profound effect it had on him. It was like a boy being told Santa wasn't real. Rose didn't believe it was still him. The Doctor's crush didn't know who he was. It crushes a person inside to have someone you love look at you like they don't know you. River Song taught me that. "I'm the Doctor."

The blonde just shook her head. "No...where is he? Where's the Doctor?" She got louder, glaring her brown eyes at his. "What have you done to him?"

"You saw me, I, I changed..." The Doctor pointed to where he regenerated. "...right in front of you."

"I can confirm this was indeed what was witnessed." I held up my hand. "Darn it. Your ears are normal. Does that mean I can't call you Dumbo?"

He was still reeling over the Rose thing, I guess.

"I saw him sort of explode, and then you replaced him, like a...a teleport or a transmat or a body swap or something." Rose explained, as if in shock. She came forward, poking the Doctor's chest. "You're not fooling me."

"On one hand, this is really sad." I commented. "On the other, it's good that she cares." The Doctor was still stunned silent. He rocked gently.

"I've seen all sorts of things. Nanogenes...Gelth...Slitheen..." Rose's eyes widened.