[DISCLAIMER: THIS IS SET AFTER THE WATERS OF MARS, IF THE DOCTOR HAD NOT HEARD ADELAIDE’S GUNSHOT OR SEEN THE OOD]

The Doctor ran a hand through his hair as he laughed slightly. He had done it. He had changed a fixed point in time. He had all the power in the universe, the ability to save as many people as he wanted without that darn Gallifreyan Council stopping him.

He was a god.

In his chaos, lost in his thoughts, The Doctor hadn’t noticed you, his companion, glancing at him as he flipped some switches on The TARDIS’S control pannel