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His fingers trailed through her hair, playing with the blonde pieces. Even if she didn't look like his Rose, she was, and she always would be. He held onto her as she talked and nodded his head, understanding what she had meant. "Well, I think you are still beautiful. Gorgeous as ever." He laughed, pulling back to press a kiss to her forehead. "Its not too much, I had worse. I have been doing worse than that. Traveling alone, just sitting in the TARDIS day after day. Its nice to have other things to listen to, and not just the hum of the TARDIS."

Rose leant into the Doctor’s gently embrace, it was much different than John’s, even with the same pair of arms. She let her head rest on his chest. “That would mean a lot. They, uh, they don’t even know I’ve regenerated. Happened shortly after I crossed universes. I wonder how he’ll react.” She thought out loud. While they were together he didn’t want her to change anything. The way she dressed, did her hair, anything. John wanted to keep it just like he’d seen when he was the Doctor. “I’m sorry, Doctor. This must be a lot to take in.” She began to pull out of his hug to look him square in the eye.

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His jaw clenched when he spoke about what he had to do. "I didn't want to, I had to." He bit down, eyes narrowing as well.

“Must you take the fun out of everything?” he tilted his head slightly.

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His stomach dropped when he saw who it was. The metacrisis. Not his though. His metacrisis definitely wouldn't have shown some hatred towards him. He put him in the parallel dimension with Rose. His beautiful Rose Tyler. "Why the anger? I don't recall doing anything to burst your bubble. And it didn't crash into yours! I didn't even move mine!"

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He moved forwards, wrapping his arms around her, in any attempt to console her. He wouldn't have ever guessed that his Metacrisis would ever become something like this. This guy was like a cross breed of him and Donna, and well, that part wasn't him. The Doctor couldn't see himself acting like this. Not to Rose, and the whole fact of him sleeping with Donna. Well firstly it scared him, and second it made no sense. She didn't like guys with his description. "I would love to go to the wedding with you!" He exclaimed. If the Doctor loved anything, it was weddings!

“I told him it was like incest, he told me we weren’t married and to fuck off.” Rose sniffled, on the verge of tears, and looked away. “I’m sorry. I dont-I got their wedding invitation a few days ago. I-it may have inspired me to come here and drag you there…Sorry.”

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He was taken aback slightly at the guy before him. There was something peculiar about him. And not only by his appearance, but by the way that he talked. Third person was it? Yes, it was. Smiling he held out his hand in attempt to greet him. "Its a pleasure to meet you Hunter. And by trouble, what kind of trouble do you reckon you like to get yourself into?"

Giggles softly, his eyes burrow deep into the strange ones eyes as he speaks. “The Doctor, nice to meet you, a-again..”, Hunter grinned wide now. “Names Hunter and Hunter likes trouble. So,…”, looking around a bit, he sighed. “So, ja..”, he said glancing back at  the Doctor now, then to the TARDIS.

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"Because it moves towards a time vortex!" He exclaimed. How could people not know this stuff? She was looking at him like she was crazy. "Lady, I am not insane! I am clever!"

This man confused Natasha greatly. She had met her fair share of odd people, and he was definitely in her top ten. “But how does that not destroy time and space?”

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"Master, as much as you might find genocide, or the thought of it 'fun' I don't really find it entertaining."

“Must you take the fun out of everything?” he tilted his head slightly.

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His jaw dropped. Nothing was making sense, nothing. "But Donna likes a man with broad shoulders, not thin scrawny strips of nothing!" He exclaimed, running his fingers through his hair and tugging gently. "I am sorry that he would do that to you, Rose. I honestly wouldn't ever.. I wouldn't ever wish that upon you, or anyone else." Another thing didn't make sense. "Rose.. Donna is a part of the Metacrisis. Thats terribly.. scary to imagine."

“O-oh, um. He left me, about a year after you left. He said that he’d met the parallel Donna, told me what happened with the ‘real’ one, and a few months later I came home and they were..shagging on the couch.” She spat. “Fat lotta good you are with a human brain and a sexy ginger.”

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"Right.. there.. under the handle.." He pointed before giving up. "Just.. forget it." Pulling out the key he clicked on it and heard an audible beep from the TARDIS. "See, I locked it like a car. Oi, I am bloody brilliant." When she had asked how it worked he scrunched his nose. "Weeeell... I go in, I pull a few knobs, turn handles, pull levers and I am in a different time and area."

“I don’t see it.” She shrugged. ” Look, I’m sorry if I offend you. But I honestly don’t see what you are talking about.” She nodded. “A time machine? How does that work exactly?” 

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His lower stuck out in horror when she had made the assumption of the TARDIS being a he. "No! cant you tell that its a she? Its a she!" He moved to stand next to the woman and looked at the box. "Its a girl. How can you not see that?" Rubbing his temple he turned to her and smiled. "The Doctor, and a TARDIS is a Time and Relevant Dimensions In Space. She is a time machine!"

“Stoooooop!” He called out, trying to block the TARDIS from her. “Shes temperamental.” Sighing he rubbed his temples. “If she doesn’t bring me to London tonight, I am blaming you for calling Sexy a box. She is a Police box and a TARDIS.” 

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The Doctor had found himself wandering the TARDIS, trying to find something to do to preoccupy the time before planning his next trip to wherever he wanted to go, or wherever he needed to go. Almost instantly he felt it, his TARDIS was taking off. "No.. that isn't right." He could tell when it was on autopilot or when it was being flown by someone. Running into the console room he saw someone with the doors open, eyebrows furrowing thinking about how ridiculous the guys hair looked when it was sticking up. "Oi! What are you doing in here?!"

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John shot into the TARDIS and slammed the door shut behind him. Why was it that trouble just seemed to follow him everywhere? It wasn’t like he meant to press that button, but the Hesites just wouldn’t listen. He could hear them coming. He quickly pulled a lever, bringing the TARDIS into flight. Once they were in the Time Vortex, John gave a sigh of relief. Safe.

All of a sudden, the TARDIS landed. John’s smile turned into a frown. He certainly hadn’t asked her to do that! He hurried to the doors, flinging them open and immediately discovered he was… in another TARDIS?

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"H-Hey. Stay out of there!" He exclaimed, not wanting her to know of all the things that he had done that made himself drown in his own guilt. That was the last thing that he wanted to worry about. "What about other me? The Metacrisis? What happened to him?"

“I’m still attractive then? Nice mind you got there…Theta.” She said his name so quietly it was almost inaudible. “More than happy to see me, I can see that. About those questions on how I’m here, it doesn’t really matter. I’m here to stay.” 

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A smile appeared on his face and he perked up instantly. "Like old times Koschei? Just you and I against the world." He stopped. "Except we leave planets alone. No more attempts of genocide." The Doctor sternly spoke to him.

“Not really, just.. the last two timelords, figured we could keep each other company if we could tolerate each other long enough.” he laughed quietly.

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"Stoooooop!" He called out, trying to block the TARDIS from her. "Shes temperamental." Sighing he rubbed his temples. "If she doesn't bring me to London tonight, I am blaming you for calling Sexy a box. She is a Police box and a TARDIS." 

“Hey, be nice to Sexy. She has feelings too you know. She isn’t a thing.” He accentuated ‘thing’ with a flick of his tongue. “She is my woman, my TARDIS! And I am the Doctor. Purpose, fun.”

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"Hey!" He exclaimed, seeing her roll her eyes at him. "But how did you get here? If you are a regenerated, still very... attractive.. Rose Tyler, how are you here?" He pointed to the spot that she was standing and flinched slightly when her fingers pressed against his temple. Flashes of their times together, everything that they had been through whirled around and his jaw dropped. "R-Rose.."

Rose groaned and rolled her eyes. “There’s a little something called Bad Wolf. Mix that with trying to re-invent the dimension cannon, and you’ve got a Time Lady! It’s me, Doc-tah.” She strode up to him confidently, placing her index fingers against his temples.

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"Writing my name all over the place would have worked. But people might have mistaken you for an obsessed teenage girl who writes 'I love' whomever all in their notebook." He smirked at him, eyebrow quirked and hands in his pockets. "What is it that you needed, Master? You must have been looking for me for a reason."

“You were looking for me?” His eyebrows shot up as he listened to the man before him. “Well I wouldn’t know, you never left any signal of looking. I didn’t even know you made it out of the Timelock.”