Story: What Dreams May Come
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 393
Author's Summary: In his new beginning, the Doctor finds something he'd lost.
Characters/Pairings: The Doctor (11th), Unspecified Companion
Recced because: Very shortly, we are going to be venturing into the unknown once again, with the demise of the current Doctor and the introduction of a new one. And during all of the excitement over the summer surrounding this impending event, I've found it amusing and informative to remind myself of some of the buzz surrounding the last time this happened. The wild press speculation on possible Doctor actors (and even some of the names suggested) was practically identical, then and now. And once the announcement was made, well I suppose Peter Capaldi is less of an unknown quantity than Matt Smith was to most of us back then, but still he's a versatile actor; we have no real way of knowing exactly what his Doctor is going to be like until we see him in action.
But we can speculate. As you may have noticed, there is already a Twelfth Doctor section over on the Teaspoon; it already has stories in it, even. And it makes me remember when fandom was in the same position with regard to the as-yet-unseen Eleven, all of the various versions of him that fluttered about in the fanfic space before The Eleventh Hour hit our screens and collapsed that particular superposition.
This fic is one of those speculations that I especially enjoyed at the time, and it still makes me smile fondly now. It stems from the announcement of Karen Gillan as the new companion (before we even knew Amy was called Amy) and the fact that she is Scottish. I recall, perhaps fancifully, the idea this fic is based around actually being discussed as a serious theory for a short while in online fandom. And as much as I enjoyed the Amy we got, a little piece of me still thinks "what if...?" This is also a very nicely-written fic that I hope you will all enjoy even as you wallow a little in Who nostalgia for those legendary days of 2009. Go on; read it, love it, leave some complimentary words for the author.
Oh, and the tone of the opening line does sound scarily like the real Eleven, if you ask me:
“Why are you still following me?! Didn’t I say to let me alone?”
And that's your lot from me for the time being. :)