DISCLAIMER: DOCTOR WHO BELONGS TO THE BBC

A/N: HERE IT IS AS PROMISED. THE END OF THE STORY. SORRY FOR THOSE WHO WANTED A NICE FLUFFY ENDING BECAUSE THE WAY I HAVE ENVISAGED THIS CHAPTER IS NOT OF THE FLUFFY KIND BUT IT'S NOT SAD REALLY EITHER IT's JUST WEIRD. THANKS FOR YOUR KIND REVIEWS AND SUPPORT.

A word slipped out of the Doctors mouth, a word that fell into the air like blood pouring from an open wound. It was the sort of word that fills a persons soul with an indescribable darkness, a darkness that seems to slowly consume you from the inside out. Silence fell between the group of people standing within the waving shades of green and brown grass. They stood unblinking as they felt a thousand stars explode around them as the universe shifted to fit around the chimed syllables.

His lips came to a standstill but the word flowed on endlessly throughout the whole of space and time, touching the minds of every living being in the universe, never stopping, always reaching out, a screaming signal that could only bring one thing. Death.

The Doctor dropped to his knees, panting, hot golden tears fell down his face in their millions. He could already feel things starting to change. Time unravelling, planets and species dying in needless bloodshed before they had even gotten the chance to step out into the sunlight and live. An endless war was being carried across the stars all because he had spoken his name, his real name, the secret that until now had been buried within the deepest darkest part of his mind. This time however he wouldn't be able to stop it, the war. He'd stopped the war once, locking his own people within a time lock or as he often thought of it … hell. Now the war was even bigger and even more people were dying, and once again it all came down to him. Lost in his erratic sobs he hardly noticed arms pulling at his waist, dragging him backwards into his blue box. It wasn't until he heard the Masters voice directly by his hear that he composed himself. He was asking him if he was ok. The Doctor scowled and shook his head, shakily he lifted himself up to his feet.

" Did you feel it?" He asked The Master.

The Master nodded, his eyes glazed over slightly. " Yes. The locks been lifted. "

The Doctor sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. " Every lock has a key. My name was that key. I've opened up hell."

The Master frowned, " Is that how they got me out of the time lock? "

The Doctor considered it momentarily. " Yes probably. The effects of opening the lock have rippled back through time and space meaning… ." Noticing that two certain Timelords were nowhere to be seen he started to panic. " Where's River? Where's Theta?" He cried.

" She is attending to the boy. " The Master mumbled quietly.

The Doctors eyes widened. " Attending?" He squeaked. " What on Earth does attending mean?"

The Master looked at him with an expression that could only hold deep sadness. " He was the pinprick of a huge complicated point in time and space Doctor …He's dying. "

The Doctor didn't need to know any more, he forced his legs to run beneath him. He stormed out the doors and stared on at River who was cradling the sickly boy. " River let go of him." The Doctor exhaled, gently placing a hand on her shoulder. River looked up at him but she didn't seem to comprehend. " River it is so important that you trust me. Now please just let him go. " River almost choked on her tears, she removed herself from him and clasped a hand to her mouth.

" Save him. " She pleaded.

His hearts clashed together painfully. " I'll try my best." He kneeled down and pulled Thetas fragile body into his arms. That was when he felt it … a spark of recognition within his head, a sense of déjà vu . Except he hadn't been here before, or had he? Yes he definatly remembered this but that could only mean one thing, and that particular thing was so spectacularly crazy even by his standards. The Doctor let out a laugh that only a madman could produce. He felt two sets of eyes bore into him but he ignored them as he reached the peaking point of what was most certainly hysteria. Theta would live, oh boy would he live.

" Sweetie what are you.. " The Doctor cut River off midsentance.

" We have to induce his regeneration cycle energy ." He exclaimed.

" It'll do no good." The Masters voice arose gloomily from behind him. " He's too far gone for that to happen. "

The Doctor turned his head towards The Master, a flash of anger in his eyes. " He's not going to die here. Don't you get it. His birth was a fixed point. I should have seen it back then, but oh no! The trouble is you get to my age, and stuff just starts to block out other stuff and most of the time the other stuff is important !"

" What are you rambling about now?" The Master looked at him with pity, his friend was loosing yet another family member and had apparently completely lost his mind.

" River give me your vortex manipulator. " The Doctor demanded. Confused but without questioning The Doctors authority River did as he asked. The Doctor wrapped it around Thetas thin wrist and began plunging in coordinates.

" A trip through the vortex should do the trick. " He stated.

" Of course ! You're a genius! " The Master grinned before realising what he had said. Trying to back track he snarled, " I mean you bumbling fool, why didn't you think of this earlier. "

" Where are you sending him?" Rivers voice trembled.

The Doctor glanced up at her. " A long way away."

As The Doctor pressed the last button on the vortex manipulator and Theta blinked out of existence a dreaded metallic sound came from behind the three Timelords. " EXTERMINATE!" The Doctor gasped, and in the spur of the moment pushed both River and The Master to the ground before flinging himself upon them and spacing his body over them protectively. Then came the long, unbearable wait for the metal hate machine to shoot him. Then he was taken over by an agony that bore down to his very core.

He slipped into unconsciousness but not before watching the sky above him rip open, leaving a throbbing blackness that gulped up the Dalek as if it was a hungry monster looking for a quick snack. The Last act of the Timewar.

When he at last awoke he felt different, refreshed and seemingly unharmed. Two concerned faces peered at him. " River! Master!" He cried out gleefully. His hand flew to his throat. " I sound .. Fabtabulous. Is Fabtabulous a word? Ah well, I guess we'll never know. " His voice sounded northern but had a far softer tilt to it than his ninth self had had. He swung himself off the medical bed he'd been lying on and jumped to his feet. He still had feet, well that was a good sign.

" Sweetie you've regenerated. " River looked at him as if he had grown two heads.

" Oh please God tell me I haven't grown two heads!" He yelled a little too loudly.

" No it's just … I didn't think you could. I thought you gave up all of your regenerations. " She smiled warmly at the memory of him giving her his life force to save her.

The Doctor shrugged. " Guess I must have had a bit left over. So what do I look like? " He jumped from one leg to the other excitedly.

" Like the idiot you truly are. " The Master grumbled.

" Oh ignore him. You look brilliant. " River smiled warmly. " Here have a look at yourself. " She held a mirror in front of him.

He gazed in awe at his new incarnation. His eyes were a deep amber colour, his face a soft creamy pink colour and everything was completely in proportion with each other meaning that for once in his life he actually looked normal rather than a crazy, eccentric man . He looked as though he had just hit twenty, no acne or terribly bad skin but a rather youthful face. But that wasn't the best bit …. " I'm Ginger!" He cried out and started pulling at his thick red locks that flopped delicately on his face.

" Yes Sweetie … We were wondering, you never said. Where did you send Theta?"

The Doctor smirked. " Gallifrey, a long time ago on Gallifrey, way before the time war even began. "

" Gallifrey?" River questioned. " But in which case, we'll never see him again. " She looked at him angrily. " Why? How could you do that?"

" He was a pinprick of a complicated point in time and space, by sending him back I was stitching time back together. Everything's back to normal, the way things should be. "

" Yes except we'll never see him again. " She snapped.

" Except you are seeing him." The Doctor explained as slowly as possible, very aware that the ground he was treading on was as delicate as ice.

River frowned. " What?"

" I am him." The Doctor licked his lips and looked down at his feet awkwardly.

" Just when I think you can't become more idiotic you reach another level of idiocy . Only a fool like you could manage to father himself. "

" Father himself." Rivers mouth swung agape. " Oh you impossible man. You really have done it this time."

A long time ago …

The twin suns were rising, a sign that a new day was beginning. In the cold snow an orphaned baby lay crying, the last few wisps of regeneration energy flowing from it's tiny mouth, the sound was a sound that Gallifrey hadn't heard for a long, long time. Everyone who heard the wails of the child knew that things were about to change forever on their peaceful planet. No one could have predicted however that the child would grow up to be a warrior so almighty that Gallifreys fate would rest on his shoulders alone.

OK WHAT DID I TELL YOU! MAJOR MIND WARP THAT IS WRONG ON SO MANY LEVELS.

A HUGE THANKS TO ALL THE PEOPLE WHO HAVE SUPPORTED ME WITH THIS STORY. I WOULD BE GRATEFUL IF YOU LEFT ME WITH ONE LAST REVIEW. XXX

IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR ANOTHER TIME BABY FIC CHECK OUT MY OTHER STORY ' THE TIMELORD CURSE' THOUGH BEWARE IT'S A MPREG, AND BEFORE YOU JUMP TO CONCLUSIONS IT'S NOT LIKE THE OTHER MPREGS OUT THERE. IT IS STILL VERY MUCH 11/RIVER. JUST ANOTHER ONE OF MY FICLETS WITH A TWIST. ( WHY CAN'T I WRITE NORMAL FICLETS?) ALL I'M GONNA TELL YOU IS THAT IT INVOLVES GALLIFREYS ACTUAL RETURN AND I'M ALSO GOING TO TRY AND SAVE RIVER IN IT AS WELL.