The Doctor awoke, expecting to see the golden glow of regeneration taking control of him, but instead found his wounds healed and past companions scattered around the room. He grinned enthusiastically as he spotted Martha and Donna and his hearts leaped into his throat as he realised who the blonde staring at him from across the room was. Running his hands through his spiky hair nervously, he made his way over to her, and they hugged in joyful silence

His successor reached for his massive chin, where he expected to find a graze from hitting the floor, but was pleasantly surprised as he found no such scar. He pushed himself to his feet, anxiously noting familiar faces staring at him and around the room(?) they were in, though rushing towards two in particular, "PONDS!" he cried as they hugged him excitedly.

"What's going on, Doctor?" Amy's familiar Scottish accent asked quietly as the quiet buzz of panic and welcoming spreading across the room.

"I have no idea", he straightened his bow tie nervously.

As he fell into the snow, the older Doctor expected to feel another wave of pain wash over him, as the familiar tingle of regeneration energy spread to his finger tips… then stopped. Was he dead? The Doctor opened an eye carefully and found himself in a dark room, surrounded by confused, scared people.

"I thought death was supposed to be peaceful" he grumbled to himself, standing up.

"Excuse me everyone! Hello?" everyone turned to stare at the screen expectantly, surprised to see a dark haired woman, wearing raggedy old clothes staring back at them.

"Sexy?" Two of the Doctors mumbled in recognition, while the other stared at her confused.

"Hello there! I'm Sexy, though most of you will know me as the TARDIS,"

A few of the companions gasped, as the other Doctor stared slightly open-mouthed at the woman on the screen.

"Now, I've brought you all here today, as that stubborn git-" she pointed at Twelve, "is refusing to regenerate"

Everyone looked over to Twelve, though the Doctors at least had the decency to look sympathetic.

"i-i well… that's unfair" Twelve stated blankly.

"So I thought I'd gather everyone he's ever loved… well recently at least to, remind him what he has to live for! I've created a series of some of the Doctor's best adventures and added some dramatic action shots and atmospheric music to lighten it up a bit soooo… enjoy I guess!"

"Oh, and my thief, there may be something to show you what you have to look forward to as well..."

With that, the Doctors and companions looked at each other and shrugged.

"Sounds fun I guess?" a voice that Twelve recognised as Jack murmured loud enough for everyone to hear.

Everyone agreed with him as they sat in the comfy looking cinema seats that the TARDIS had provided; nervously, leaving Twelve stood on his own, before he sighed and followed suit.