Hello people of Earth! Hi whovians! So, this is my first attempt at publishing a kind-of one shot story thing. I got the inspiration off Amy's Choice, but it's going to be different, so please don't assume it's just going to be the same plot line with different characters, because it really isn't!

Anyway, disclaiming time!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, apart from most of the plot line. Danni is owned by the author DanniFielding, who also wrote The Time Child, which is the story Danni is in, and the Doctor and anyone/thing you recognise is owned by people in the BBC!

Onto the one-shot-thingy-mabob!

The Doctor woke up in his seeming usual position, in his seemingly normal bedroom, with the seemingly continuous TARDIS noise going on in the background. Yet, to him, something felt seemingly wrong. He couldn't explain the seemingly wrong feeling, nor could he understand it, but something was wrong.

And he was going to find out.

He and Danni had just dropped off Clara Oswald after another thrilling adventure, and, somehow, thank the lord; Danni hadn't disappeared off like she usually did after an adventure. So, he took advantage of it, and they'd had a very fun time. They had gone to the moons of Foo, for a picnic, and watched as the purple sun rose over the horizons of Footopia.

The Doctor smiled at the memories of Danni, and turned over in his bed only to see no one there. How peculiar... If she'd been going in the night, she would have woken him up to say goodbye. The Doctor shrugged it off.

'I'm sure she's fine!' He thought to himself. 'She can handle herself!'

So, the Doctor, having assured himself of his Danni-Girl's safety, stood up, brushed off his clothes, and left to prepare himself breakfast.

Once in the kitchen, he found a blond woman working at the stove, with the kettle steaming happily. She was humming as she worked, an Elvis song, from the 1960s. He didn't recognise the tune, but it did ring a bell. He shrugged it off, and instead focused on the woman, who looked too much like a girl he used to know.

"Who are you?" The Doctor called across the kitchen.

The woman put down the pan she was cooking on and turned to the Doctor. Upon seeing the blue eyes of the woman, the Doctor managed to hold back tears and wait for her answer.

"I am your Virtual and Intelligent Rose. Or VIR for short." She replied, her voice imitating Rose's perfectly.

"What?" The Doctor asked, and his voice cracked, as it always did when he thought about Rose.

"You created me when everyone began to hate you. When Clara left you for a footballer, when Martha got married and never spoke to you again, when Rose didn't contact you via the inter-dimensional communicator you created, when-"

"I think I have enough examples..." The Doctor shook his head in confusion. "What happened?"

"Well, that's quite a story to explain, but basically, everyone you love, now hates you!" Danni's voice filled the kitchen as the world stopped, and only the Doctor could move. He turned to face Danni, only to see she wasn't behind him, as the projection of her voice had previously implied. "Over here, spaceman." She taunted, tapping his shoulder. He turned and saw her wearing clothes he'd never imagined her in, but realised he quite liked the bad girl leathers, as they quite suited her. She wore a black leather jacket, with a pair of leather trousers and a white tank top. She had black Doc. Martins on as well, making her small height rise just a tiny bit.

"Danni?" The Doctor exclaimed, looking up and down his ginger haired time jumper in shock. "You look..." He couldn't find a word to describe how she looked, and she smirked. There was something underneath that smirk that made the Doctor want to step back, away from his Danni-Girl. But why would he want to do that? This was his Danni-Girl! She was harmless, mostly, and what reason would she have to harm him?

"Stunning? Sexy? Badass? I know." She winked before jumping on top of the table that had appeared behind her. "Now, I do hope you realise what this world is. It's not one with me in, that's for sure!" She laughed menacingly, and sighed. "Danni-Girl isn't here, Spaceman. You wanna know why?"

"What have you done with Danni?" The Doctor growled, his eyes narrowing as he stepped towards her.

"Oooh! Scary." She licked her lips, unconcerned with the obvious threat underlying the Doctor's voice. "I like a man who can control me." She leant forward and brushed her lips to his ear, whispering, "Danni-Girl is currently...occupied, shall we say?"

"Where...is...she?" The Doctor, his voice nearly a growl, took Danni's jacket in his hands in anger.

"She's living in her own personal hell, Doctor. Haven't you already figured out this one?" The Dark Danni laughed, and it sounded so much like the real Danni's laugh, that the Doctor's heart nearly broke. "In this world, your loved ones hate you, and Danni doesn't exist. You simply live in the TARDIS, all on your own, apart from your VIR, who, let's be honest, is really just a projection from your memory."

The Doctor found his eyes drifting shut, and he was vaguely reminded of when he, Amy and Rory had to choose between two worlds where there was a deadly danger, and decide which to survive in.

"Tsk, tsk, Doctor. I thought Danni had taught you not to sleep when she was talking to you. It's very rude. One last thing, before I let you sleep." Dark Danni grabbed the Doctor around the neck and pulled him closer to her body. In any other situation, the amount of places they were touching each other would have been inappropriate, but this was not the case, as her fingers dug into his neck. "One world is real, the other is fake. Have fun, Spaceman." She winked, and kissed him on the cheek, sending him into a different world.

Meanwhile, Danni-Girl was only just waking up herself. She was reluctant to open her eyes, as she knew the lights from the TARDIS would hurt them and make her squint, therefore having the Doctor laugh at the face she made when she did squint.

'Thinking of the Doctor...' Danni reached across the bed to find the Doctor's hand, only to feel a cold, empty bed. Her eyes shot open, and widened as she recognised where she was.

She was in her best friends guest bedroom. And Claire was sat in the chair right next to her, sleeping.

Danni's breath sped up as she felt her wrist for the vortex manipulator, the one that had meant her meeting the Doctor. It wasn't there. Claire began to stir from her sleep as Danni's gasps turned to sobs and she woke up when Danni shook her hysterically.

"Danni?" Claire mumbled. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes to see her friend frantically crying her eyes out as she stared at her wrist with the bracelet Claire had gotten her for Christmas. "Danni! What's going on?"

"Where is it? What happened, how did it get off?" Danni desperately begged her best friend.

"Danni, you're making no sense." Claire said, grabbing her best friends shoulders and stopping her from rocking into insanity. "What's missing?"

"The vortex manipulator! The one you gave me for Christmas!" Danni exclaimed, startling Claire.

"What's a four-trex manipulator?" Claire questioned, staring at Danni in confusion. "I gave you that bracelet for Christmas!"

"No, you gave me a vortex manipulator, and it was meant to be a toy, but it turned out to be real, and it latched onto my wrist, and took me to an alternate universe! Oh, Claire, I met the Doctor! I met him! He's so wonderful, Claire!"

"What?" Claire stated, so bluntly, that Danni froze in shock, stopped her dreaming, and stared at her sharply.

"The Doctor? From Doctor Who? Y'know, Matt Smith, Christopher Eccleston, David Tennant? All of them my secret crushes?" Danni hinted.

"Danni, I'm sorry. There's no such thing as Doctor Who..." She stopped and thought for a moment. "I don't know what you're talking about. Did you hurt yourself from the fall?"

"Fall, what fall?"

"God, you must have hit your head really hard! Maybe I should have called an ambulance..."

"Claire...what fall?" Danni's voice reached the lowest low she could manage without breaking her voice chords, and saw her friend shake her head in astonishment.

"You were going into the living room to grab your phone, we were going to exchange numbers for prank phone calls. You tripped over a lamp, Danni. Hit your head real hard against the corner of the coffee table. I was petrified when I heard your scream. You've got a brilliant dent, though." Claire commented, indicating to the left side of her forehead.

Danni's hand automatically reach to the left side of her forehead, and she could feel not only a sizable bump but also a small dent in her skull.

"There was no blood, thank god! I don't know what I'd've done! The Lord knows there's no land line signal here." Claire was still talking.

"Claire, I'm tired. Do you think you can, go?" Danni tried to say it as nicely as possible, but even to her it sounded harsh, and hurtful. "I'm sorry." She said instantly.

"Don't be. I've talked too much. I'll go. You rest. I'll bring food in a bit." Claire smiled sadly before walking out the room.

The second the door was shut, Danni threw back the duvet that covered her clothes and looked at them. They were the same ones she'd worn on that Christmas day, which was apparently also today. How could Doctor Who not exist any more? It was in Danni's memory, she could remember watching each episode, with her mum, dad, Claire...

How could that have been destroyed in two hours?

How did Claire not remember it?

How did she get out of here?

"So, has my Danni-Girl figured it out yet?" The Doctor's voice said on the other side of the bed.

Danni turned around instantly, and saw the Doctor sat there, happily watching Danni as she stared at her clothes. He was smiling, a very grim smile. Danni didn't like the smile he wore. She didn't like it one bit.

"Doctor." She whispered, her voice filled with happiness and relief. She didn't care that it made her sound desperate, or needy. She was just glad he was there. "The vortex-"

"I know. The vortex manipulator isn't there." His voice was almost mocking her. What was going on? "Poor Danni-Girl. Poor confused Danni-Girl."

"I don't understand." She whispered, feeling her heart break.

"Of course you wouldn't, you insignificant child. The Time Child. What a clever pet name, hmm? Danni-Girl?" He snarled at her.

"Tell me what's going on? Why haven't I got the vortex manipulator on anymore?" Danni exclaimed. She glared at the person who was impersonating the Doctor.

"I'm giving you a choice, Danni-Girl. This choice cannot be ignored. This world, or the other world. You decide. One world is real, one world is fake. Once you have decided which is real and fake, the vortex manipulator will re-appear. Your life will continue in the real world." He stated, and as he said it, he walked around the bed till he was stood in front of Danni, and he crouched down. With his voice low, and his head lower, he said, "But decide incorrectly, and you won't like the consequences."

Danni's breath took off like a torpedo as he laughed a terribly menacing laugh. He leant closer to Danni, and she leant back, until she was holding herself up with her elbows.

"What did I do to deserve this? Is the real Doctor alright?" She whispered, now scared for her life, and her loves.

"You did nothing." He smirked at her puzzled expression. "I just like watching people squirm." He flicked her nose. "And don't worry about Theta. He's perfectly alright. He's only going through his own..." He chuckled again, darker than before, "personal hell."

He tapped her temple, and she was out like a light.

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