A/N - Merry Christmas! I hope you enjoy this chapter. Everything you know will change.

The Doctor and Elise went through the portal and hit the ground. They stood up and Elise saw the man who had saved her life.

The Doctor's tenth incarnation looked at them.

She hadn't known him long, but it still made her hearts ache. Those brown eyes had comforted her when she was scared. She remembered as he held her close to him as the Timelords were sucked back into the Time War.

Ten was shocked. He ran to her and hugged her. "It's you! I thought I'd never see you again! I mean, you told me we'd meet again but I didn't think it'd be like this."

Elise looked at her father and then back at the man hugging her. "Um, sorry?"

Ten's smile fell as he pulled back from her. "Oh...it's not happened for you yet, has it?"

Elise furrowed her brows. "What are you talking about?"

"Spoilers."

"Ah, so you've met River I take it?"

Ten just nodded.

"Who is this man?" Elizabeth I asked.

Ten finally turned to him.

"Oh, that is skinny. That is proper skinny. I've never seen it from the outside. It's like a special effect. Oi!" the Doctor said. He knocked the fez off Ten's head. "Ha! Matchstick man."

"You're not..."

They both pulled out their sonic screwdrivers.

Ten noticed his future incarnation's was bigger. "Compensating?"

"For what?"

"Regeneration. It's a lottery."

"Oh, he's cool. Isn't he cool? I'm the Doctor and I'm all cool. Oops, I'm wearing sandshoes."

"What are you doing here? I'm busy."

"Oh, busy. I see. Is that what we're calling it, eh? Eh?" The Doctor picked up the fez and put it back on his head, turning to the two Elizabeth's. "Hello, ladies."

"Don't start."

"Listen, what you get up to in the privacy of your own regeneration is your business."

"One of them is a Zygon." The Doctor crinkled his nose and made a noise of disgust. "I'm not judging you."

The portal reappeared.

Both Doctor's put on their glasses and then looked at each other. "Oh, lovely," they said in unison.

"Your Majesties. Probably a good time to run," the Doctor told them.

"But what about the creature?" they asked.

"Elizabeth, whichever one of you is the real one, turn and run in the opposite direction to the other one," Ten said.

"Of course, my love."

One of them stepped forward. "Stay alive, my love. I am not done with you yet." She kissed him and then ran off.

"Thanks. Lovely."

The other one stepped forward. "I understand. Live for me, my darling. We shall be together again." She kissed him and then ran off in the other direction.

"Well, won't that be nice?"

"You just cannot help yourself, can you?" Elise asked.

"As I remember, you are quite a flirt as well."

Elise blushed.

"One of those was a Zygon," the Doctor reminded his past incarnation.

"Yeah."

"Big red rubbery thing covered in suckers."

"Yeah."

"Venom sacs in the tongue."

"Yeah, I'm getting the point, thank you."

"Nice."

"Doctor, is that you?" Clara asked.

"Ah, hello, Clara. Can you hear me?"

Ten turned to Elise. "Ah, so that's Clara."

Elise gave him a confused look.

"Yeah, it's me. We can hear you. Where are you?" Clara asked.

The Doctor turned to his previous incarnation. "Where are we?"

"England, 1562," Ten answered.

"Who are you talking to?" Clara asked.

"Myself," they said.

"Can you come back through?" Kate asked.

"Physical passage may not be possible in both directions. Its... Ah!" He took off the fez. "Hang on. Fez incoming!" He tossed it into the portal.

"Nothing here," Clara told them.

"So where did it go?" Ten asked.

"Who's he talking to?"

"He said himself," Kate said, "Keep him talking."

Ten turned to his future incarnation. "Okay, you used to be me, you've done all this before. What happens next?"

"I don't remember."

"How can you forget this?"

"Hey, hang on. It's not my fault. You're obviously not paying enough attention. Reverse the polarity!"

They both pointed their screwdrivers at the portal.

"It's not working."

Elise sighed. "Because you're both reversing the polarity."

"...I knew that."

"There's two of us. I'm reversing it, you're reversing it back again. We're confusing the polarity."

An older man dropped through the portal. "Anyone lose a fez?"

"You. How can you be here? More to the point, why are you here?" Ten asked the man.

Elise had no idea who he was. She dropped her mental barriers. Who is he?

It's him. The one who pressed the button. The one who killed them all.

Elise's eyes went wide. She'd heard both their voices in her head. This was getting to be weird.

"Good afternoon. I'm looking for the Doctor."

"Well, you've certainly come to the right place."

"Good. Right. Well, who are you boys? Oh, of course. Are you his companions?"

"His companions?" the Doctor asked, almost like he was horrified by the idea.

"They get younger all the time. Well, if you could point me in the general direction of the Doctor?"

They both pulled out their sonic screwdrivers.

"Really?" the man asked.

"Yeah," the Doctor said.

"Really," Ten said.

"You're me?" the man asked, "Both of you?"

"Yep," Ten said, popping the 'p'.

"Even that one?"

Elise laughed at the offended look on her father's face.

Ten smiled. He'd missed that laugh.

"Yes!"

"And what about you, my dear?"

"She's our daughter," her father and Ten said in unison.

"You're my future selves?" the man asked.

"Yes!" both Doctor's answered.

"Am I having a midlife crisis?" The older Doctor stepped towards them and they backed up, pointing their screwdrivers at him. "Why are you pointing your screwdrivers like that? They're scientific instruments, not water pistols. Look like you've seen a ghost."

"Still, loving the posh gravelly thing. It's very convincing," Ten said.

"Brave words, Dick van Dyke," the Doctor quipped.

A group of soldier ran towards them.

The Doctor and Ten pushed Elise behind them, hiding her.

"Encircle them! Which of you is the Doctor? The Queen of England is bewitched. I would have the Doctor's head," the leader said.

"Well, this has all the makings of your lucky day," the older Doctor said.

"I think there's three of them now," they heard Clara whisper.

"There's a precedent for that," Kate told her.

"What is that?" the leader asked, looking at the portal.

The Doctor and Ten pointed their screwdrivers at him.

"Oh, the pointing again. They're screwdrivers! What are you going to do, assemble a cabinet at them?" the older Doctor asked.

Elise snorted in amusement. She could get to like this older incarnation of her father.

"That thing, what witchcraft is it?"

"Ah, yes. Now that you mention it, that is witchcraft. Yes, yes, yes. Witchy witchcraft. Hello? Hello in there. Excuse me. Hello!" the Doctor called, "Am I talking to the wicked witch of the well?"

"He means you," Kate told Clara.

"Why am I the witch?" Clara asked.

"Clara?" the Doctor asked.

"Hello?"

"Clara, hi, hello. Hello. Would you mind telling these prattling mortals to get themselves begone?"

"What he said."

"Yes, tiny bit more color."

"Right. Prattling mortals, off you pop, or I'll turn you all into frogs."

"Ooo, frogs. Nice. You heard her."

"Doctor, what's going on?"

"It's a timey-wimey thing."

"Timey what? Timey-wimey?" the older Doctor asked.

"I've no idea where he picks that stuff up," Ten told him.

One of the Elizabath's walked up and the soldiers fell to their knees.

"The Queen. The Queen."

Elizabeth turned to the Doctor, Ten, Elise, and the older Doctor. "You don't seem to be kneeling. How tremendously brave of you."

"Which one are you? What happened to the other one?" Ten asked.

"Indisposed. Long live the Queen."

"Long live the Queen," the soldiers echoed.

"Arrest these men and this woman. Take them to the Tower."

"That is not the Queen of England, that's an alien duplicate," Ten insisted.

"And you can take it from him, cos he's really checked," the Doctor said.

"Oh, shut up."

"Venom sacs in the tongue."

"Seriously, stop it."

"Both of you stop it!" Elise snapped, hitting both of them on the arm, "Honestly, you two are worse than children!" Elise was starting to get extremely annoyed with her father and his tenth regeneration.

"You seem to be the voice of reason, my dear," the older Doctor said.

"Well I keep him from getting killed on a daily basis, so..."

"Hang on. The Tower. Did you say the Tower?" the Doctor asked, "Ah, yes, brilliant. Love the Tower. Breakfast at eight, please. Will there be Wi-Fi?"

"Are you capable of speaking without flapping your hands about?" the older Doctor asked him.

"Yes. No. I demand to be incarcerated in the Tower immediately with my co-conspirators Sandshoes, Ellie, and Granddad."

"Granddad?" the older Doctor asked.

"They're not sandshoes!" Ten argued.

"Yes, they are."

"Silence. The Tower is not to be taken lightly. Very few emerge again," Elizabeth said.

They loaded the group into a wagon and they set off for the Tower.

"Please tell me you have a plan," Elise hissed to her father.

"Meh, it's more like a thing."

Elise rolled her eyes. "Oh who am I kidding? When have we ever had a plan?"

Ten smiled. "What?"

"Nothing. It's nothing," he told her.