Lilliana Betters. Great name, in his opinion. “Lilly! I like it!” he released her hand and stuck his in his pockets, and rocked on his heels. “Another Doctor?” He really shouldn’t have been surprised at this point. He’d run into himself quite often, and even become friends with his future self. “Must’ve met future me then! Happen to know which one?”
Well now that was a funny challenge. Which Doctor without having him there with her to just point him out. The brunette had to think on that one for a second. Maybe this time it would be a future him, and not the other way around. Though she couldnt quite get her head around how that would work without him knowing her already. “Umm, he wears a bow tie? Jeeze, that’s a tough one. Aside from telling you I call him Dock I dont know what else I could say.”
“ALEX!” the Doctor shouted excitedly. “Yes! He’s the next me, the eleventh me, if you will! Yes, he does love his bowties. They are pretty cool, if you ask me, though I prefer the tie myself.” He ruffled his hair excitedly, “So you know him well then? Do you travel with him? Are you a companion?” He wasn’t sure why he was so excited, but the prospect of meeting a future companion made him happy.
“True,” she agreed, “but at least I can tell Doc you took me...another planet. Maybe...
“Thanks, Lilly,” he said despondently, but with appreciation. She was right. It was too late now. Time can be rewritten,...