Disclaimer

I do not own Doctor Who nor its characters. I am writing this because I was bored and my imagination took over. No profit was made from this.

Summary

What if Donna was with the Ninth Doctor, Clara with Ten, and Rose with Eleven. What if River Song was the person who cannot die and Jack was the boy born to kill the Doctor. This story will just see what would happen if the companions was switched up in the timeline.

Author's note

In this chapter since I wasn't a big fan of the episode I mostly just focused on scenes that will help the Doctor and Donna's friendship grow. Next chapter will have more action I swear. I have been editing for spelling errors and I also changed Chelsea's name to Nerys because that's who it was supposed to be.

Chapter One: Donna

"Calm down mother and speak quieter, I'm sure the entire mall can hear you!" Donna snapped at her phone as she made her way across the hallway. She rolled her eyes to the ceiling in exasperation as her mother continued to rant on about her lack of a career.

"No I am here to find Nerys." She started wondering why she even has to explain herself. "Not to find a job or clothes for an interview- Where am I?" Donna spun around noticing she had wandered down the wrong hallway. She held the phone down and sighed dramatically.

"Look what you did." As if her mother could actually see over the phone. "I got myself lost talking to you." Her mother barely even let her finish before ranting away again. Donna opened her mouth and let out a breath of air while closing her eyes. A sudden noise crashed behind her.

Donna opened her eyes and looked behind her while lowering her phone from her ear. "Hold on." She told the phone hearing a screeching "Hold on?! Why do I need to hold on for-" before Donna shut off the phone.

Donna Noble took a few steps seeing someone had closed the door behind her. "Oi! Wait!" She shouted running to the door. "Someone is still in here you big idiot!" She smashed her fists against the wall twice. She didn't hear any footsteps so she assumed they already went on their way.

"Just great." She mumbled to herself. She looked down at her phone debating whether to call Nerys or not to inform her of her trapped status. She decided against it not wishing to see Nerys amused over the ordeal.

Suddenly, from the corner of her eye; she saw a white figure move slowly and sluggishly. Her head snapped to the direction only to see several mannequins. "Oh!" she laughed loudly. "At first I thought you were someone!" Talking to herself never was a good sign but currently her mother wasn't around to judge.

She shook her head at her own paranoia. Her eyes scanned the room looking for another exit. Then without a doubt, a pale mannequin moved its head to look at her. Donna froze and her eyes widened just a bit. "Nerys? Is that you?"

The mannequin moved its body towards her and began to walk slowly almost to scare her. Donna chuckled angrily. "Oh I know this is you. It has you written all over it."

The smile fell from her face as the rest of the mannequins began to move together crowding her against the wall. "Wha?" The mannequins continued to make their way towards her. By the time she realized it might not be Nerys after all her fear has already planted her feet to the ground.

She opened her mouth and let out a scream. The scream was shut short when an unfamiliar hand grasped hers. She snapped her head to the male with the hideous leather jacket. "Run!"

He pulled at her arm for her to join him. She rushed to her feet to keep up as she continued to look at the man then back at the mannequins wondering what on earth was going on. They hurried down the hallway into the lift when the mannequins' strides became quicker. One of their arms managed in as the door closed.

The arm snapped off with some of the man's help as the door closed preventing the human-shaped plastic from entering. "The arm fell off!" Donna screamed. "How does an arm fall off?" she turned to the man for answers.

"By lifts obviously." he answered back casually while looking straight ahead to the doorway.

"But it's just an arm!" she shouted again.

"Obviously."

Donna was seeing she was getting nowhere with the stranger. He tossed her the arm and she looked down at it with disgust and confusion. "Well you're no help."

"Kinda was back there." He replied quickly as if feeling the need to defend himself. Donna examined the arm in her hands trying to piece things together. It had to be a joke. There was no other explanation.

The redhead held up the plastic arm as she spoke. "What was that? Some pranky friends of yours?"

"Nope!" The stranger started, popping the 'p' like he was just trying to annoy her. "No friends of mine!" He was a bit too cheerful for the moment. Donna sighed and leaned her back against the wall.

"You're a friend of Nerys." She stated like she just figured it out. Her arms crossed around her chest in an upset manner, at least as much as she could with a big mannequin arm in her hands.

The leather jacket wearing man looked at her for a bit before saying. "Nerys is dead." Donna furrowed her eyebrows together and looked at him suspiciously.

She uncrossed her arms and took a step sideways away from the male. "Wait a sec." Donna began raising her voice even higher. "Who are you? Why are you saying that? Are you a murderer?" The man frowned and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"You're not a very thankful one are you?" Despite his attempt of changing the topic, Donna didn't let up. She pointed the plastic arm at him. The man seemed to grin a bit at her attitude. "You better not murder me leatherman!"

The lift's door finally opened and the man pulled something out of his pocket that seemed slightly too large to be able to fit in there. "No, instead I am going to save you." He bragged like it was quite the achievement. Donna let out a sarcastic chuckle.

"Oh really?" she drawn out. "By pulling more pranks?" she questioned. The leatherman fiddled with the device some more while he started to speak.

"Nope. Building's about to explode." If that was his idea of saving her life he couldn't have been more wrong.

She inhaled a deep breath before exclaiming very loudly. "What?!" not sure if he was to be believed or not.

The guy paused for a bit before looking up at her. "What's your name?" he asked actually seeming very interested.

As she was still panicking over the thought of the building exploding she decided against answering. "I'm not telling you!"

Leatherman shrugged before waving the device around in front of her. "Okay then, run for your life!" he yelled enthusiastically before shutting the doors.

"Where have you been! I saw on the news! The mall exploded!"

"I almost died mother! Can you not scream at me!?"

As soon as she had arrived home, the yelling and nagging had already began. Donna sighed and sat down, finally being able to relax... Or as close as she could.

"Your father went out to find you!"

"Might want to give him a call then." Amazingly, that did the trick as the older female left the room. Donna closed her eyes and placed her head in her palms. She wasn't sure what had happened to her today but she was sure it must have just been the stress of the explosion. Yeah- that's got to be it. No plastic can move and attack on its on. No strange leather man can explode an entire building with a small stupid device. She was going mad that's all. She wondered if she should give Nerys a call.

Unfortunately, without a moment to rest, Sylvia returned in the room. "He is coming home... Now tell me what happened." she said still making it sound like this was somehow her fault. Donna sat up irritably.

"Well!" she began. "I was in a building then it exploded as soon as I left." She wasn't sure why she lied. Perhaps it was because her mother would now swear she was bonkers and she wasn't wanting a conversation like that to occur. "Now can I get some sleep. Or are you going to yell at me about my near death experience?"

"I just don't know why you was there that late."

"Nerys"! I told you!" Donna shouted.

Her mother gave her a suspicious glare, as if she was talking to a child and not a grown woman. "What? What else could I have possibly been doing? Partying in the mall? Blowing it up myself?"

"No you won't even go on interviews so you certainly wouldn't make time to learn how to make bombs either."

Donna scoffed. "Gee mother thanks!" Finally she stood up and headed off to bed.

"Remember! Interview in the morning!"

"I almost died!" Donna reminded. "I'm taking the day off!"

"No you're n-" she closed the door.

Waking up in the morning, she sighed and turned over. "Must be going mad." she told herself, still denying the events that occurred yesterday.

"Interview! Tomorrow!" Sylvia shouted as she left the house. Donna ignored the reminder and continued to look at the lamp beside her bed. She stared at it for awhile not wishing to get up. After a couple of minutes or seconds, Donna wasn't sure which, a knock on the door caught her attention.

Forcing herself to get up and answer, she approached the door. Then quickly slammed it seeing the person behind it. The knocking resumed. "Hello! Do you still got that plastic arm?"

"Plastic arm?!" She shouted behind the door. "Of course I don't got th-" Then noticed, on the table, was the plastic arm from yesterday. Rolling her eyes she unlocked the door and let the leather man in. "Hurry up and get it." she ordered.

As if he purposely wanted to ignore that command, he started looking around instead. "This your place?"

She was about to say it was her parents but then remembered it wasn't any of his business. "Yeah!" she stretched out. "Now leave it." The bald man looked at her confused.

"Leave the house or leave the arm?"

"The house idiot."

He nodded now understanding. "Your manners are overwhelming." He said with a big smile. As Donna was just about to slap him he walked off towards the piece of plastic. She crossed her arms as she watched him toss it from his left hand to his right as if it was a toy. "What's your name again?" he asked not looking up at her.

"I didn't tell you my name." she said still glaring holes at him. If he noticed this, he didn't seem to care. He continued to grin like a idiot looking at the arm.

"I'm the Doctor." he introduced with a quick look towards her then back at the arm.

"Doctor?"

"Yes?"

"You can't just be the Doctor."

"Well I am."

"That's ridiculous!" she snapped still in a sour mood over him blowing up the mall and her friend being missing. The Doctor smiled then finally looked at her with the large grin. She stayed where she was, with her arms crossed and her eyes sharp.

"Since I am obviously not wanted here, I'm going to get go-" he was cut short by the arm reaching up and wrapping its hand around his neck. He fell backwards trying to pull it off quite comically. Donna uncrossed her arms but didn't move.

Her voice was slightly worried as she asked, "Is this another joke?" he collapsed on the table yanking on the arm to make it stop. Donna took a step forward. "Oh my God are you actually choking?" she shouted when she saw him turning blue.

He pointed at the strange device on the floor. She looked down then back up. "What? You need that thing?"

He pointed at it again except more forcefully this time. "It looks useless."

He pointed once more with as much anger as a dying man could have. She picked it up in a hurry then handed it to him. Hand still tight around him. He pushed a button on the strange device causing a annoying noise to happen. He aimed it on the arm and within a few seconds he was free from its grasp.

"When I tell you to hand me something when I am dying-" he started very breathless. "-hand it to me!" and ended it with a shout.

"Still looked useless." she defended herself. The Doctor threw the arm. She caught it then threw it down remembering what he had just done to him. He noticed and explained.

"Won't do any harm now. My job is done!." he said still sounding irritated and headed for the door. She followed after him without the arm. He pretended to not know he was being followed as he went outside to the front lawn. She walked as fast as she could in the painful shoes her mother had gotten her.

She yanked his arm backwards to make him stop. Apparently that doesn't happen much to him because he came to the stop and looked at her strangely. "Could you not yank on my jacket please?" he asked in a rude tone.

She ignored his request. She stopped when he ceased walking but kept the same angry face. "That arm choked your neck."

"Yes. It was very painful and you should have handed me my sonic screwdriver faster."

"Sonic what?"

"Screwdriver."

"What?"

"Screwdriver."

"No dumbo- I mean what's a sonic screwdriver?" she clarified. He grabbed the thing he had stopped the plastic arm with and showed her. Tossing it in the air then catching it.

"This."

She looked at it momentarily then back up at him. "I want you to explain to me what that thing was back there."

He laughed. "Why should I? You won't even tell me your name."

"Donna." she answered.

He grinned again and gave a short summary. "Bad creatures. Stay away. I'm afraid I might have put you in danger by the way. They seemed to think you was with me.

"They're after you?"

"Fraid so."

"Can't really blame them." she said to herself

He turned to look at her with a offended face.

Being as unlucky as she is, her phone began to ring. "Might want to answer that." The Doctor said walking ahead. Donna looked down at her phone seeing her mother calling her. She sighed deeply. Hitting the ignore button she looked back up to stop him from going too far only to see him, and the blue box that had been here moments before gone with only a loud screeching sound that lasted a few seconds that also disappeared.

After Donna had successfully saved the Doctor and found Wilfred again, the Tardis appeared back into a random dirty alley away from the danger that they had been in just moments ago. Donna and Wilfred walked out together taking a moment to look around. Wilfred began to circle the Tardis in astonishment, laughing and pointing at it for Donna to look. Donna chuckled at his amusement. The Doctor stepped out keeping his eyes on the two humans who seemed overly happy despite the fact they could have died.

Donna noticed the Doctor watching her and smiled back at him. "Look at that! It's just a box!" Wilfred exclaimed still admiring the police box. He laughed happily while looking back at Donna.

"You know Doctor... For someone who goes around saving people, you seem to need help sometimes." Donna admitted wondering if he would have died back there if she had not been around. The Doctor smiled and nodded in agreement. Wilfred quieted down slightly as he noticed a conversation beginning to start.

"Yes. I do." He stated watching her some more. He looked down at his feet in thought then back up with a wavering smile. "I guess I should be off though. Get into more danger. Hopefully just as much fun." He finally said.

Wilfred stepped away from the box heading towards Donna while still looking at the box and the Doctor that stood at the very edge of the doorway. "Is there more plastic aliens out there? Aren't they going to be mad at you?" Donna asked worried.

The Doctor laughed but it was quickly replaced with a look of grief on his face. "Some plastic aliens but none of that species anymore… That was it…" The words were spoken solemnly. He quickly smiled again and shrugged.

"You can… You can join me if you want to." Donna assumed he noticed the expression of hesitation on her face because he began to speak quicker and more enthusiastically. "There is good out there Donna. Beauty and good. It's not all bad I promise you."

"Are you one of those space aliens?" Wilfred asked pointing at him quizzically. The Doctor chuckled again.

"Yep." He responded back happily. Wilfred didn't seem bothered by this. He instead seemed to admire the fact and continued to gawk at the man within the box.

Donna was going to respond with an answer but Wilfred interrupted her once more. "Is that a spaceship?" he questioned still wondering.

"Yes… Oh! And a time machine!" he added last second in one last attempt to get Donna to join him. Donna looked at Wilfred then back at the Doctor.

"Well" she started. "I don't thi-"

"How does it fly?" Wilfred interrupted once more.

"Granddad!" she snapped instantly regretting it by the expression of hurt.

"Sorry." She muttered. He nodded and looked back at the Tardis. Donna looked at the Doctor and finally got to say her answer. "I don't think so. Sorry it's just… I'm not sure I can live that life." The Doctor nodded his head understanding that it wasn't the life for her. Wilfred looked at her with bewilderment.

Some papers flew across the ground in the dirty alley. The Doctor sighed and gave a sad smile. "I know." He acknowledged. "I guess this is goodbye then Donna Noble." The words were spoken as if he had said several goodbyes in his lifetime and It hurt him to say it again.

Donna ignored the stares she was getting from Wilfred and continued the farewells. "I guess so. Good luck out there. Find someone to keep you from dying will ya?"

"I will." He responded back, smile gone. The Doctor would have turned away and set off if he hadn't noticed Wilfred shaking his head looking at his granddaughter. The Doctor hesitated hopefully and listened in.

"Donna?" Wilfred spoke sadly. Donna turned around to face him.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"Go with him." The quiet demand was so soft spoken the Doctor almost missed it. Donna seemed surprised by the order.

"What? But mother wants me to find a job." She argued wondering why he would wish that she remain with the dangerous man. Wilfred waved off her answer.

"Oh you can always find a job." He reminded. "But you can't always go to space." He looked at the police box that he hasn't stopped staring at since he stepped out of it.

Donna shook her head again and looked where he was. She noticed the Doctor was in fact still watching them a tad bit too hopeful. "Granddad I don't know." She confessed her doubts. The Doctor looked away letting the hope he was clutching on to go.

Wilfred however, would not let things go. He gestured to the street. "Your mother won't even have to know. He says it is also a time machine." He whispered the last part quietly in amazement.

"Yeah I heard." She said irritated that the offer seemed better and better. Wilfred seemed to have run out of things to say before remembering something.

"She'll just keep nagging at you if you stay…" the expression on Donna never changed so quickly. She tilted her head in thought and nodded. Her eyes narrowed. Wilfred smiled at her seeing the mood change.

Donna quietly thought to herself before muttering. "…. She will won't she…." Donna smiled joyfully and turned around back to face the Doctor. The Doctor lifted up his head surprised that a simple nagging mother could change someone's mind that much. "Alright let's face it; I would rather face the plastic aliens then my mother. Let's go!" The Doctor smiled largely as Donna walked quickly to the Tardis. Suddenly she stopped and held up her hands. "Wait!"

"What?" he asked.

"I need to get some things first." She said. The Doctor gave a puzzled expression not completely sure what she meant.

"Get some things? What for?" he asked not remembering anyone packing stuff on their trip to the Tardis. Donna looked at him like he was stupid. He gave her the same look.

"I need clothes don't I?" As Donna spoke, Wilfred continued to watch as the two of them bickered.

"You got clothes on." The Doctor pointed on not wishing to stop back at her house. Donna crossed her arms together, staying put. The Doctor remained where he was at as well. Neither of them was giving in.

"I need more clothes." She demanded. The Doctor shrugged.

"I got clothes." He told referring to his large wardrobe where he occasionally changes clothes at, usually after each regeneration.

Donna looked over his outfit before scoffing and shaking her head, "Yeah, no thanks." The Doctor looked down at his outfit before looking back at her with a insulted and hurt stare.

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" he questioned. Donna unfolded her arms and pointed one finger at him gesturing to his clothes.

"You look like you belong in a dirty biker gang." She said with a sassy tone. The Doctor's mouth fell open and he looked down at his outfit again.

Donna walked fast back to the Tardis, joyful once more. "Alright!" She said happily. "First stop, my house!" The Doctor moved aside with a tight frown on his face.

Before shutting the door he mumbled. "This is just a fantastic first trip." Before groaning and setting off to help Donna pack supplies.