CHAPTER SEVEN

Before the Fourth Doctor could respond, Davin's TARDIS shook violently. All occupants grabbed the nearest object they could find to stabilize themselves. The lights went out for a second, but then came back on with a vengeance. The Doctors, Companions and the Master shielded themselves from the brilliance. Davin, the Seventh Doctor, and Ace came running into the console room.

"Mommy…" Davin said, his face full of chocolate chip cookie, "I'm scared." He ran behind Rose. She put a protective arm around her son, looking at Doctor Number Thirteen. He seemed to be staring at two lights which glowed, then changed. The other Doctors, Companions, and the Master followed his line of vision. The light on the left changed into a very beautiful woman, her dark hair with white streaks flowing behind her. The purple robes she wore hugged her every curve. Her eyes, a deep purple, held a very serious expression in them; her lips, which matched the color of her olive skin, were frowning in a thin line. Beside her, the light on the right changed into a dark skinned man, also dark haired, his hunter green robes slightly shorter than the woman's. The man was smiling, his dark eyes full of flecks of gold. He seemed amused by his surroundings.

"Hello, Doctors, Companions, and…the Master, is it?" the man asked the console room's occupants. "I and my wife offer you apologies for taking so long to reach you. We were, in point of fact, very far away."

"The little boy looks like them, Daddy!!!" Davin cried excitedly, jumping up and down. "I 'member!" The four-year-old Time Lord stopped jumping and said in all seriousness to the man and woman, "He's a BAD boy!!"

"Our son has been, hasn't he?" the man agreed. "My name is Shanharian, and this is my wife…" he indicated the woman beside him, "Shayarahahn."

"Please forgive our indulgences with our son," Shayarahahn said. "He is our only child, and sometimes, only children tend to be spoiled too much. It is very much our fault."

"One of his selves could hae been killed, you know," Jamie said, indicating the Thirteenth Doctor. "An' your son threatened us!"

"And we both assure you…he will be severely punished," Shanharian said.

"What possessed you to give him that power he has in the first place?" the grey haired Master asked, his voice rising.

Shayarahahn pursed her lips before answering. "It is…how do you say it…'the norm' for all in our universe to possess these powers," she said. "I would suggest, Koschei, that you modify your tone when addressing us. It is what one does in the presence of an upper dweller, is it not?"

Before the Eighth Doctor's Master could respond, Doctor Number Thirteen accused "So it's your nature, however powerful you may be, to take innocent people and force them to be your playthings?"

"It is not, Doctor," Shanharian responded. He then added, "We respect all lower dwellers' rights to live as they choose."

Shayarahahn's arm brushed her husband's shoulder. "As entertaining as this is, perhaps we should take this to source of the problem, eh?" All of the occupants of Davin's TARDIS were teleported to the room where the captured Doctors, Companions, and Masters were.

"Holy…" was all Humphrey could say for a moment when he saw the diminutive form of Davin and the others. Spying Shayarahahn and Shanharian, he asked, "Who are you guys?"

"We are the Child's parents," Shanharian said. "His name is Shahan, by the way." He gestured and the Doctors, Companions and Masters were free. Shayarahahn snapped her fingers; the Sixth Doctor became his old self, along with Peri. "You know, Doctor," Shayarahahn told the Sixth Doctor, "you do make a very cuddly teddy bear!"

The Sixth Doctor grunted, mumbling, "Indeed!" Peri tried not to giggle.

Inside the playroom, the Child, unaware that his parents had returned, was trying to get his latest pet, the Second Doctor, along with Jamie and Victoria. "I don't get it, TC…why doesn't this retrieve button work?!" He shouted. He slammed his fist on his computer in frustration, but then noticed that the Nanny Bot was not responding. "What's wrong with you, you muddle headed bucket of bolts?"

His eyes widened as he saw his parents walk inside his playroom, followed by all Thirteen Doctors, along with their Companions and the various Masters.

"She can't answer, my son," the Child's father said. He peered at his son, whose eyes grew wide with fear. "What mischief have you been up to?"

"N-nothing," Shahan assured his father. He looked at the floor, not daring to meet his father's eyes.

"That isn't what we saw," his mother said. "In fact, you have been a very bad boy!"

"Very bad!!" Davin echoed, a stern look on his little face as he stared at Shahan. A white light enveloped Davin; he found himself growing taller, and older, until he became his familiar 250-year-old self. "What a trip that was!" He commented in his usual light Scottish brogue.

"I…I'm…s-sorry, Father," Shahan said. "I won't do it again!"

"That won't do, son," Shayarahahn told him. "What have we told you, TIME AND TIME AGAIN about not abusing your pets?"

The parents waited expectantly as their son muttered sheepishly, "Never take lower beings out of their dimensions against their will because it will reek havoc with other universes in the outer realms?"

"And…?" Shanharian prompted, his arms crossed.

"And…don't play with pets who are sentient beings…" Shahan murmured, grinding his foot against the carpet in his room.

"And…?" Shayarahahn asked.

"Don't turn back time to change my pets into children?" Shahan responded.

"That's right," Shahan's father said. He gestured, then Shahan vanished.

"What's going to happen to him?" Doctor Number Ten asked.

"Do not worry, Doctors, Companions, and Koschei, about our son. He will live out an indiscriminate number of days in total punishment, unable to access his powers until he learns how to use them properly." Shayarahahn told everyone.

She waved her arm, and her son changed into an infant in her arms, gurgling and cooing. "He will remember this day, and he will have to live as an infant until he learns to live with all beings, of high, or low descent, and not exploit them," his mother said.

"Of course…" the Third Doctor's Master agreed, not really comprehending how the boy could remember anything in his infant state.

"Do not worry about the effect that meeting yourselves might have on your individual time streams, everyone," Shanharian assured the time travelers. "Once you make your goodbyes, everything will return to normal…for you, and for those you left behind. You, and they, will have no memory of any future events, or of meeting each other before the proper time."

"Of course, Doctor," Shayarahahn said to the Thirteenth Doctor, "you will remember more than anyone else, since you are the most current Doctor."

I wish I could forget, the Thirteenth Doctor thought wryly.

Done! He heard Shaharian's voice say inside his head. You, Davin, and the older Ms. Tyler will not remember this! It is the least that we can do for you.

Aloud, Shayarahahn instructed, "Make your goodbyes. When you have finished, all shall be set right again."

"So…really are the last of the lot, eh?" Number Two asked the Thirteenth Doctor.

Thirteen nodded. Two gave him a cursory look, saying, "Still no dress sense!"

"You should talk, Twoie," Number Ten said, brushing a piece of lint off of the Second Doctor's frock coat. The Second Doctor drew up his full height (which wasn't much in comparison to Doctor Number Ten,) and, huffing, entered a TARDIS with Jamie and Victoria. The ship faded from view, leaving the others behind.

"Thirteen, huh?" Jack Harkness asked Doctor Number Nine. Nine glanced at his Tenth self, thinking, I'm gonna change into that skinny, pinstriped bloke? Please, Rassilon, don't make that a reality!!

"I'll explain later," Doctor Number Nine said aloud to the Time Agent, boldly walking into a TARDIS with Captain Jack. The ship faded from view, as Doctor Number Twelve and Humphrey waved goodbye to everyone. They, as well as Eleven and Mariah McCloud entered their prospective TARDISes, dematerializing.

Doctor Number Ten ushered Martha into his TARDIS, waving cheerfully to his other selves and Companions, and sticking his tongue out at the female Master, who crossed her arms and glared at him. When his ship faded, the female Master vanished.

Three, Four and Five regarded each other silently, Three breaking the silence, saying, "So, I have you two to look forward to in my future, eh?"

Three looked at his future selves clothing, muttering, "And I thought only my Fifth self's dress sense was atrocious! Future's going downhill, I see…." He gently pushed Jo Grant toward his TARDIS before she could ask or say anything.

"We heard that!!" Doctor Number Four snapped. Number Five glared at Three.

"You were meant to!" Doctor Number Three bit back. Before anyone else could retort, he stepped inside his TARDIS with Jo following. Her small, blonde head poked out, as she said, "Good bye, everybody!" Doctor Number Three's TARDIS faded from view.

"Come, Sarah," Doctor Number Four gently instructed his dark haired companion. Before Four closed the door to his TARDIS, Sarah could be heard saying, "too bad I can't write about this in the papers! This was the adventure of a lifetime!" The Fourth Doctor's response was swallowed up amidst the loud grinding of his dematerializing TARDIS.

Beyond Doctor Number Four's disappearing TARDIS, Doctor Number Five's was dematerializing with its occupants.

The Eighth Doctor's Master regarded his earlier self, then remembered Davin's teasing remark, saying, "Joan!" He vanished, but not before he heard his earlier self say, "Ambulance chaser!" before disappearing.

As the last of the Doctors, Companions, and Masters disappeared, Doctor Number Thirteen, Davin, and Rose left in Davin's TARDIS. As the ship teleported back to Rose's townhouse in her current universe in the year 2037, the current Doctor exited, using the key to the house Rose had given him.

"I've got to change for the meeting with Torchwood, Rose," he said to his girlfriend, adding, "I shan't be long. Jack wants me to go over the security…see if there's anything that needs tweaking." He tugged on a suede jacket as a distant memory knocked softly on his mind, then winked out. The Doctor frowned, trying to capture the memory, but then sighed, thinking, I am getting old. Memory's fading. Hope it wasn't anything important.

"Father, I'm going to pick up Victoria. She's at her Mother's…I won't be long, either," Davin said. He looked at Rose, saying, "Mother, would you like to come? I'm dying for you to meet my first companion!"

"I'd love to…maybe she can stay for dinner?" Rose asked. To the Doctor, Rose muttered, "you're cooking tonight. It's your turn!"

The Doctor sighed at having to do a domestic chore, but teased, "Yes, my domineering Rose!"

Rose playfully slapped the Doctor as he got into his blue TARDIS and the ship winked out of sight.

As Davin and Rose entered her son's ship, Davin said to her, "You know, I can't help this feeling that I was younger recently…I mean, like four, or five, or something!"

Rose laughed. "Oh, Davin…that's ridiculous! Even a Time Lord can't grow that young, can he?" She asked, smiling.

Davin powered up the type 40A TARDIS, turning the keys and programming the sequence that would take them to Gotham City, in the year 2037, in Rose's old universe.

"I guess not," Davin said. He pushed the start button, saying to Rose, "Strap yourself in, Mother."

Rose prepared to sit in the chair across from her son's captain's chair, when she spied a small, multi colored teddy bear. The bear was next to a Kewpie doll bearing a striking resemblance to Raggedy Ann. She put the toys aside on the floor with the grating, wondering where they had come from, but shaking her head, smiling. Davin's TARDIS dematerialized, taking Mother and Son to meet his friend.

THE END