In the movie with the eighth doctor he said he would only regenerates 13 times. So I'm going with that. I don't own any of this well I own my version of the Doctor…I mean his personality, and his Companions and their stories..but other than that no.

Alright twelvth Doctor will be played by: Neil Patrick Harris

The Thirteenth Doctor played by: Lee Pace ….with AUBURN HAIR..so kind of a ginger

Helen: Me. (I'm studying to be an actress it works, but I come later too)

Rennet: Leven Rambin ( She comes much later though.)

It had been a good twelfth run. He had met so many people had so many companions and fell in love a few more times then he probably should. But now after all of this he was finally going to regenerate for the 13th and last time. He wasn't ready he knew he wasn't ready. One last go, one last adventure, one last time. Could he do it? Could he actually handle dying. When this life ended this life he was about to start, when that life ended there was nothing more. Nothing left, he wouldn't be anymore. He would just drift away. He had a good time nearly one thousand years, just nearly. Maybe it was time, maybe he'd lived almost as long as he should live. His lives went by faster than most, his first life lasted fairly long though, 900 and something.

Well time to say goodbye to this body number twelve, and man was it a twelve, short blond hair, sure he wasn't a ginger but he had to say he was definitely hot. Kind of saucy. Hmm he thought to himself good times. Still this body was still hot. It was sad to say goodbye to it. His last companion reminded him a little bit of Donna. Of course the male version of Donna. The Doctor wish they would have met they would have been amazing together. He knew that. Maybe they would meet. He was so thick and she was so thick, they could have been thick together. It would take them awhile to realize it but. Alright now he was just stalling. He had to get it over with. One last regeneration. Goodbye Blondie hello. PLEASE BE GINGER PLEASE BE GINGER PLEASE BE GINGER!

He always hated this, it almost burned when his flesh changed, and when his personality changed. He could feel the synapses in his brain changing. The old him being replaced with someone completely different. Oh new hair, new nose, new mouth…new everything. And there is was, done. Done and done.

There he was. So now he should try out the voice. The hands were bigger that meant….oh boy.

"Well." Hmm it's kind of different sort of a weird romantic voice…very smooth. He liked it. He decided he didn't like being caught off guard by his reflection when he was busy running away from bad guys. So he found one, in his bedroom. He'd have to redecorate again. He hated doing that. Every time he regenerated every time it was getting old. He was getting old. Looking in this mirror what the Doctor noticed first was his hair Auburn nearly ginger…just nearly that was fantastic brilliant, even amazing. Then the eyes a bit darker than last time. Oh the smile, a gorgeous half smile, well that will make the ladies and some gentlemen's knees buckle. Not a bad way to go out this body was even better than the last. Good way to go. He needed to decide what he was going to wear this time. Last time he just wore a tux, it got dirty a lot he didn't want that. Something different something very different still something he would be alright with dying in. A white suit coat with a plain white normal tee. Just to be ridiculous and white pants. The great thing about the fabric was that everything slips off of it. He would always come out looking like an angel, or God or something as great as that. It looked perfect with his new body. Damn he was fit. Wow. Was his personality narcissistic, he didn't like that. Alright he was good looking but that didn't mean he didn't to ogle himself all day. He had a bedroom to redecorate.