His first words on the Tardis were, “Does she run on gas?” The Tardis liked him immediately. She’s run more smoothly since Nate came on board. They still miss their destination, but it’s by decades and miles rather than centuries and lightyears. [Locked post, but community membership is open and unmoderated.]

Truth be told, this is probably the most ‘normal’ thing he and the Doctor ever did together – sitting and tinkering with the TARDIS. Amy isn’t a morning person, and so Rory would almost always wake up first, and follow the noise to the console room. They used to sit here, he and the Doctor, underneath the TARDIS console. They used to talk, a little.

They've stolen her thief. They're all thieves, the lot of them, but he is hers and they have taken him, locked him up in his mind where she can't make him hear, and she will never forgive them for it.

He watches her laugh, momentarily carefree and happy, and the lights of the TARDIS seem to grow warmer for a minute, like even dependable old Sexy is laughing right along with her.

There’s a noise down the corridor. It’s a sort of bounce-creak bounce-creak. It wakes Rory up.

Rory lifts Amy’s arm from around his waist, very carefully, and slips out of their new bed.

Jack loves working the Federation timezone. You meet the most interesting people.

music: Vienna Teng
summary: Little child, be not afraid.
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She just rolled her eyes at him. "He hasn't got a daemon, stupid. That's how you know he's an alien."

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After strange events start happening across London, Sherlock and John soon find out that a certain Time Lord is the key to all of them. But that is just the tip of the iceberg.

"It's as if you've never won a game of cards before."

"Of course I have, Pond." He grinned and waved his arms above his head. "This here is a victory dance." He bobbed his head like a cobra, and she slumped forward with a sigh, resting her forehead against the table.

It takes months for the package to reach England from South Africa. Smuggling anything is hard enough as it is under the watchful - and sadistic - gaze of the Toclafane; even something simple, food or cigarettes or a bottle of booze, will get a person killed if they're caught.

Doctor John Watson isn't sure what would happen to someone caught smuggling a lightning-fried Toclafane, but he'd bet it would involve a not-very-pleasant trip to the Valiant to meet Harold Saxon in person.

On Gallifrey, the newly-minted Third Doctor gets a checkup.

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music: Andrew Bird, 'Fiery Crash'
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Rufus remembers a childhood of McDonalds and flush toilets and cars, science classes, bullies, and the fact that he wasn't the town freak only because nobody could out-freak Amy, at least not in Leadworth. Leadworth was the town. His name was Rory Williams.

The men still call him Rory, an unofficial agnomen, a nickname. His father will be pleased when he hears Rufus is so popular.

He remembers two fathers, but the more vivid of them is Brutus Atius Africanus, the Consul. As a boy he ran barefoot on the tiled ground of his father's villa's courtyard, the only cool place in the summer, and stole sweet fruit right off the trees.

River Song is the most dangerous criminal in this universe, the next, and several other nearby ones besides.

"I can give Amy twelve days in Mauritius with complimentary use of the hotel spa. You can give her..." Rory waves a hand around, taking in the TARDIS's control room, with its mish-mash of the utterly alien and the bizarrely familiar, lit up in warm oranges and cool electric blues. "This. All of time and space."

“Well,” he says, and lowers his voice so Rory won’t hear from where he’s chatting with a couple of farmers. “We may have just got married.”

Amy blinks, once, twice, and, as her arms begin to move to her waist, the Doctor winces because he knows what’s coming ---

“What do you mean we just got married?” she shouts, and, yeah, Rory definitely heard that time if the horrified look on his face is anything to go by.

Music: Devendra Banhart
Source: Doctor Who (2005)
Summary: The Weeping Angels are coming.
Download: 49MB XviD

Rory Williams, time traveler.
Music: Josh Ritter
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SUMMARY: What it says on the tin.
GENRE: gen, 11th Doctor-era-ish
RATING: Totally safe for work or library viewing.

Summary: The Tenth Doctor Era, told through the power of music!
Length: 6:58; .wmv, 118 MB or streaming on youtube

The best thing about being insane, Harold Saxon thinks, the absolute best thing, is never being surprised. Surprising, maybe, but never surprised. At least, he would have thought that if he weren't just a figment of the imagination, but that doesn't really matter; the Master prides himself on never allowing small things like insanity and unrealness to get in the way of a good idea.

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The boy walked with a soldier's swagger, though he couldn't have been fully out of adolescence yet. Not a march, precisely; back stiff, shoulders set, a cocky tilt of the hips as he moved. Part of it was surely the nuskin bandages that Levy knew were strapped tightly around the boy's ribcage, extending up along the left side of his neck and down his half-mangled right arm.

"You wanted to see me, sir," the boy said, standing to attention in front of the table.

"Sit down," Levy replied, kicking a chair out for the boy to sit in. Brown hair, bright eyes. Someone's darling. A heartbreaker already. "What's your name, kid?"

"Lo," the boy said.

How The Doctor sees Martha Jones.
Music: John Butler Trio
Duration: 0:56 min
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Artist: Tracey Ullman
Summary: A magical cupcake
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A strange deck of Tarot cards, a dying TARDIS, and UNIT's invasion of a coastal Welsh village lead Torchwood to investigate the disappearance of the Doctor, with some help from Sarah Jane and Luke Smith. This is a new incarnation of the Doctor, however, and none of them are prepared for what they find as they unravel the mystery.

The spot where they had parked the TARDIS earlier was suffering from a rather painful lack of time and space ships. Donna stared at the empty spot in front of her and tried to remember how to breathe. He left her. He bloody left her. That skinny, alien bastard.

You're going to love it, Donna, he'd said. A city in the clouds. It's absolutely beautiful!

Oh, it was beautiful, all right. Obviously the prettiness of the place must have gone to her head, otherwise she'd never have let the biggest trouble magnet in the universe out of her sight.

It comes to her in the night, like a lover, a ghost. This dream she's had since childhood. Except that's not right - it doesn't feel like a dream, it never has, but more a blood-memory, a shur, something bad, something wicked. A nightmare. It always starts the same. A forest; trees scratching up the night sky, their shapes dark, sinister and their edges vague, like they're not even sure where they end or begin, their borders or existence. There's a man by her side, pale face lit up like a 'Lantean tower. Crooked nose and full lips. His color bleeds into the landscape, too. She loves him. "Run," she screams. They're running. "Hurry!" And she knows, suddenly, that they're not running. They're being chased.

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Sunday morning and Donna Noble opened her front door armed with a hangover and a cup of coffee to find a small blonde woman wearing an astonished expression pointing a glowing, bleeping stick at Donna's chest.

“You're an impossible thing,” she breathed.

“Oh, bugger off.” Donna slammed the door in the woman's face.

Music: Nobody Sees by Powderfinger
Summary: This is set post Journey's End.... (AU) ...
The new Doctor and Rose are alone. No TARDIS (in this version anyway), no adventures, just the cold reality of being earthbound with an uncertain future. Can they make it work?

Music: This is Gallifrey. Our Childhood. Our Home. by Murray Gold
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If Jack had a motto -- which he doesn't, but if he did -- it would be: You can fool all of the people some of the time, and some of the people all of the time, and if you've got looks and charm and balls of steel, you might just be able to get away with fooling all of the people all of the time.

"It's not the end of the world," he says softly, more softly than the other Doctor ever did. Rose rather appreciates the tone, despite the candor. "You know, we know a bit about that, right?" He pauses and his mouth presses against the back of Rose's head.

Out in the yard, her mum tackles dad and they roll about in the leaves, rakes forgotten.

"It feels like the end of something," she tells the window before turning away. Tony is at that androgynous age in which his belly laughs could be any child, any child in the world. In the universe.

"Oh yes, please." The Doctor grinned. "I've got such an appetite." His eyes widened. "For pizza."

"Ma’am," he calls out. She turns around. She’s older than Scully, with a scowl on her narrow face. She’s muttering under her breath. "Ma’am, I need you to move away from the crash site. It could be dangerous."

"Should’ve known you’d be here, Mulder," she says, in an accent he immediately identifies as from London. "Great big trouble magnet, you are; just like him."

"How do you know my name?" he asks, the hairs on the back of his neck prickling.

The Doctor joins some Kings of Orient following a star, helps a quartet of sociologists, gets thrown in prison, meets shepherds (ditto: talking sheep), finds a baby in a stable, uses Christmas carols for nefarious ends, and learns The True Meaning Of Camel.

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So here they are in a market under the glittering evening sky of Bergezet, the Doctor walking on ahead in an enthusiastic trench coat sweep and Martha trying to peel something that has at least a passing relation to an orange, when an alien in a corner stall foists a digital flyer into Martha's somewhat fruit-sticky hands.

"Doctor," Martha calls, "I think someone just gave me alien email spam."

It would not be strictly accurate to say it's an accident that they bump into each other. Accident implies, well, that Rose hadn't spent many fruitful hours on Google, clearing out her cache again and again so it isn't just one long line of donna noble, sarah jane smith, martha jones. It isn't stalking, she reasons. It's not like she's actually going to go to the hospital where Dr. Jones works, and when she does go, it's not like she's going to follow Martha around to get a sense of what exactly is so special here, and when she -- right, so maybe it is a little like stalking. She can't decide whether to blame the Doctor or Donna Noble.

It took her so long to fall asleep – strange room at an Inn for the night, since Pete said he couldn't get the zeppelin over till the next day. Strange body curled against hers – too warm, too still, but yet still him, and she wants this body and she totally doesn't, and in the end they just spoon and drift off in each others' arms. He sleeps. It's all wrong.

Faith stares. "You're kidding. You got a time machine?"

The Doctor leans against a coral strut and gives her a very serious look. "You'll never have been away. You can come back just a minute after you left."

"Well," says Faith. Her fingers itch and her spine tingles and goddamn, she needs a vacation. She can kick the Doctor's skinny ass if she needs to. Sometimes she hates how the world is so damn small. "What the hell," Faith says. "Why not."

The Doctor beams like the first sunrise after an apocalypse averted. "Welcome aboard, Faith."

Two names fit comfortably inside his head: Donna, Doctor. Both are useless; here he sits, a shadow-copy (the most anomalous bloke I've ever met) hiding in the depths of the TARDIS from his other self. He watches his hand, strangely disconnected, scrawling Gallifreyan words on post-its he found in a stationary cupboard: one word, another, names that haven't fit comfortably in his head for a millennium. How ridiculous. He's hours old.

Abby's past and present collide when she and a missing Admiral they're searching for turn out to have a mutual friend--the Doctor.

"When I was in the other world," she says instead, "when we were tracing timelines and measuring causality, we found all sorts of things - loops and eddies, the flotsam of time, everything that was converging on Donna. But in this universe, there was this - this mark, a stopper in events."

"Like a fixed point."

Rose nods. "Exactly like that."

Jack spreads his hands wide. "Guilty as charged."

Rose can feel the horror of it, knows in her guts that it's wrong, that this isn't what's ever supposed to happen. "I'm so sorry, I really am."

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Artist: Archive
Spoilers: Through "Journey's End"
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Last night I dreamt of regeneration.
There was a beach, an ocean.

Beautiful watercolour with an impressively well-captured Eight, and an amusing touch to the Tardis.

Being proved wrong -- and by such a silly argument, all pathos but still right -- rankles. Koschei grits his teeth. "What if it was small things? Not just preventing paradoxes, but setting little things to rights?"

" 'What if'," Theta echoes, the beginnings of a smile curling his lips. "All right then. We'll do an experiment, hmm? Forget the quantum applications. We'll set history to rights a theory at a time."

Song artist: Flobots
Summary: I'm the Doctor. Look me up.
File: ~80 MB .avi or imeem stream.

“It’s bigger on the inside, eh?” The Doctor said, cheerfully, as the TARDIS crackled to light and life. “Mmm,” Draco agreed, non-commitally. “Impressive. If you’re into tacky Extending Charms.” “The TARDIS exists in multiple dimensions of space that overlap precariously to create the illusion of a fixed point in any given time-stream that we choose to physically manifest into.” Draco listened politely and then raised an eyebrow. “Right. And you choose to-- ah-- physically manifest as a Victorian police-box?” The Doctor grinned again. “Yeah. Tacky.”

'Right then, where to next?'

'You choose.'

'I always choose.'

'Like you mind, bossy. Anyway, works more like you suggest, I agree, and then we end up somewhere entirely different.'

The Doctor manages to look wounded. 'I am perfectly capable of arriving precisely where I'd like to, thank you very much.'

Donna Noble rediscovers herself, Torchwood finds all sorts of useful technology, the Doctor and the Master just can't get rid of each other, the past doesn't stay where it should, and Time starts to heal.

Because, seriously, what kind of dumbo missed that? Not Donna Noble. Not anymore anyway.

"Do you want a spoiler?" she asks, lips whisper-light against his.

"I thought that was against the rules?"

"It is. I'm feeling naughty."

The Doctor catches her wrist and kisses it. "I like the sound of that."

She starts to wonder how that other Doctor would kiss, and then understands: he wouldn't. This is how he would, if only he could, and she's the luckiest girl in the world.

The first time she meets him, she's running for her life.

The Time Lords never had a word equivalent to the Earth's utilitarianism. The Doctor doesn't either. Instead he has words like doing the right thing and running away, and depending on context sometimes they mean the same thing too.

Martha rolls her eyes, because he may be old, older than she can imagine (or not, because he's never said), there are times when he reminds her of Leo when he was twelve and impatient, and she was fourteen and wise.

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The Doctor smiled and titled his head to one side, a dangerous glint in his eye. “Why don’t we step things up a bit, then?”

“Blimey,” she muttered under her breath, “you two should just whip ‘em out, measure, and be done with it.”

There are ghosts in the TARDIS, and music in the corridors.

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They're experts; they know what they're doing.

Lucy's room is bright, tidy, comfortable, and locked from the outside.

As it turns out, he calls her first.

Ned grows old; Chuck stays young. They never did get around that bit.

Friends don't mock friends. Unless they really, really can't help it.

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"Right," and thank God, he actually shuts up and just balances the circuitboard on one knee and points his stupid sonic screwdriver at it and presses a button. It's the most ridiculously unscientific thing Rodney has ever seen. He kind of wants to cry.

The Doctor's precision as they discuss the authenticity of certain proto-Meroitic texts cemented their academic acquaintance.

His whimsical tirade on false positives in Aztec crime-solving, however, was what inspired Daniel to invite him out for a beer.

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Sometimes an evil genius just needs to let his hair down and have some fun.
Music: Don't Stop Me Now by Queen. 20 or 35 MB .avi or iMeem stream.

Lucy smiles, orders a deep red wine, and tilts the glass with pleasure. Nothing about the evening is transparent; everything is solid and warm and immediate and might leave a stain.

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The first time he met her (chronologically), it was 1997 on Earth and he hadn't lived on Earth in years, no matter how mixed round those years happened to be.

"Faster," he yells. "Come on, Rose, put your back into it!" She runs, ignoring the sound of metallic footprints close, too close.

"You said blondes! Not this!"

"Yes, yes," he yells back, "I said some of them!"

Maybe she could get one of those double-page things in The News of the World. 'Sexy Jackie Tyler (42) tells all about her out-of-this-world romps with an alien lifeform.' Maybe a picture of her with her top off and her hair up. Nothing tasteless, though.