Hey everyone! Welcome back! So here we are with the first part of 'Through the Stars'. My sequel to 'A Life with Rose' which you seemed to love so much! So here's my rewrite of Season 4.

Hey here's a crazy fact: I am currently writing 12 Doctor Who stories at the same time! So if you're reading some of my other fics (which I recommend you do), if I'm slow on the updates for one of them, it's probably because I'm focusing a little more strongly on one of the others at the time. But hey, I've got a big Time Lord brain. I can handle thinking of a few dozen things at once ;D

So, anyway, here's Time Crash. I tried to put Rose in there as much as possible, it was a little hard considering it's literally a personal conversation for the Doctor. I've explained away something that's always bugged me, and I've fixed up the Time Lines! (I've always believed that Martha leaves some time in the morning, then suddenly after Time Crash (which happens right after) it's night - and he didn't even go through time!) And Since I ended 'A life with Rose' on a suggestive note… how about we start with one!

Enjoy!

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*Time Crash*

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Past and Present

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"So," the Doctor said. "Where to next?"

"Well, I certainly wouldn't complain about staying here," Rose replied. She snuggled into him further, pressing her naked body against his under the covers. "But knowing you, you're itching to start running about."

"Not exactly complaining, either," he murmured, nuzzling into her neck. "But we do have to move at some point-"

"We've barely stopped moving," she teased.

"-We've been here an entire day," he grinned. "Besides, I was thinking of a nice peaceful place anyway. We've been through far too much recently. Ooh, how about a nice party. Nothing bad ever happens at parties!"

Rose looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Really?" He nodded enthusiastically. "So, you don't remember that party in France with the clockwork robots. Or the Cybermen invasion on the parallel world. Or the coronation with the Wire. Or Donna's wedding reception. Or Lazarus' party. Or the village dance in 1913?"

"Okay, I get your point…" he said, sounding slightly sulky. "But I still want to go to a party."

"Alright then," Rose grinned. "Anywhere, anywhen. Let's go to a party."

"Oh…" he suddenly sounded a little down cast. "That means you have to put clothes on…"

"Don't worry," she told him, slipping from the covers. "I'll find something nice. And then you'll have to stay very close to me to ward off anyone who tries to hit on me." She grinned her gorgeous tongue in teeth grin, before walking rather flirtatiously - and oh so naked - out of the room.

It took a moment for the Doctor to stop staring at the now empty doorway and get up to get dressed. He wasn't thinking too fancy at the moment, so he only changed into his blue pinstripes.

Then he headed down to the console room and began to program in co-ordinates of a fun, but classy party he remembered being in the 45th century on the Mars Colony Bowie Base 20. (He specifically checked that he got the date right. He didn't want to end up on Bowie Base 1!) He flicked down the switch. Suddenly the TARDIS gave a huge lurch. Shuddering uncontrollably, spinning and tossing about. He was thrown backwards onto the jump seat. With the force pinning him down, it took a bit of effort to get back up and push the necessary buttons on the console.

"Stop that. Stop it!" he admonished, tapping on the time rotor. "What was all that about, eh? Eh? What's your problem?"

?...DW…?

After being thrown off her feet in the hallway, Rose ran to the console room. She arrived just in time of hear the Doctor speaking to the TARDIS and to see an oddly familiar man appear out of nowhere. He wore a hat and an Edwardian cricket outfit with a cream coat and a stick of… celery. He instantly turned to the console and began pressing buttons as if he knew what he was doing.

"Right, just settle down, now," he told the TARDIS.

As the two men danced around the console they bumped into each other, apologised… and carried on. Then, suddenly, they seemed to notice that someone else was trying to fly the TARDIS and walked right up to each other, somewhat bewildered. The Doctor's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What?" the Doctor cried.

"What?" said the man. It was at that moment that she realised who the man was. He looked so familiar because she had seen him in some of the Doctor's memories… albeit younger. It was the Doctor in his fifth incarnation!

"Oh my god!" she cried. Suddenly both men turned to look at her, and two pairs of mouths fell to the floor.

The Doctor stared at her it awe. She looked utterly gorgeous. She was wearing a halter dress of red silk and chiffon. It fit to her perfectly and swept to the ground. A split ran up the front right side of it, stopping at the top of her thigh. He could see a fair amount of leg sticking through, and she wasn't even walking. He had half the mind to drag her back to where they had spent the last thirteen hours and take it off.

Rose smirked when she noticed his reaction. "Doctor, your jaw is on the ground," she informed him teasingly. Simultaneously, both Doctors closed their mouths with audible clicks. She made her way over to them and the younger Doctor (who strangely looked older) seemed to notice the older one. He grew serious again, looking almost angry.

"Who are you?" he snapped at his tenth self.

"Oh, brilliant!" her Doctor grinned manically. "I mean, totally wrong, big emergency, universe goes bang in five minutes but… brilliant!"

"I'm the Doctor. Who are you?" Five tried again, still sounding annoyed.

"Yes, you are!" Ten grinned, nodding his head. "You are the Doctor."

"Yes, I am. I'm the Doctor."

"Oh, good for you, Doctor. Good for brilliant old you!" Rose's Doctor was ecstatic… and it just seemed to be making his old self somewhat even more annoyed.

"Is there something wrong with you?" he asked quite seriously. At this Rose burst into laughter.

"You have no idea!" she told him.

"Oh, there it goes!" Ten cried gleefully. "The frowny face! I remember that one! Mind you…" his voice and face fell a little as he took Five's face in his hands and smushed his cheeks. "Bit saggier than it ought to be, hairs a bit greyer. That's because of me though," he stepped back to fiddle with the TARDIS. "The two of us together has shorted out the time differential. Should all snap back in place when we get you back home. Be able to close that coat again." He reached over and attempted to pull the cream coloured coat closed. Then he seemed to get all ecstatic again, the temporary seriousness gone. "But never mind that! Look at you! The hat, the coat, the crickety cricket stuff, the…"

"Stick of celery?" Rose teased.

"Yeah…" Ten said in his squeaky voice. "Brave choice celery. But fair play to you - not a lot of men can carry off a decorative vegetable."

"Looks better than a banana," Rose added. "Could you imagine that? A banana pinned to the front of your coat? It would be quite heavy… And knowing you, it would be gone in an hour at most."

"Why do you think I never went with the banana?" Ten winked at her.

"Shut up!" Five suddenly snapped, making them freeze. Out of the corner of her eye, Rose noticed how quiet her Doctor had gone. Kudos to his past self. She had only really ever gotten him this quiet by pressing her lips to his (albeit a recently discovered talent). Five whipped off his hat and continued speaking. "There is something wrong with my TARDIS and I've got to do something about it very, very quickly. And it would help, it would really help, if there weren't some skinny idiot ranting in my face about everything that happens to be in front of him, and his rather distracting girlfriend!"

"Mmm, welcome to the last three years of my life," Ten muttered. Five shot him a glare. "Oh. Okay. Sorry, Doctor," he said. But he couldn't help himself grinning and swaying about on his feet in the way Rose always thought was quite adorable.

"Thank you," Five said in exasperation, turning to work on the console. And Ten couldn't help himself anymore.

"Oh! The back of my head!" he exclaimed.

"What?"

"Sorry, sorry, not something you see every day, is it, the back of your own head," he said, leaning up to get a closer look. "Mind you, I see why you wear a hat. I don't want to seem vain, but could you keep that on?"

"God, you're rude to everyone, aren't you?" Rose laughed incredulously. Her Doctor just winked at her.

"What have you done to my TARDIS?" Five suddenly rounded on them. "You've changed the desktop theme… what is this one, then? Coral?"

"You can change the appearance of the console?" Rose asked. She didn't know why she was so surprised. The TARDIS changed the appearance of rooms quite easily. And she'd seen a different console room a few times in his memories

"Well…" Ten hummed at the same time as her.

"It's worse than the leopard skin," Five said, putting on a pair of half moon specs. He looked up, alarmed, when Ten began jumping about the place again.

"Oh! There they come! The brainy specs! You don't even need them, you just think they make you look a bit clever!"

"Ha!" Rose cried, just as happy. She pointed a finger in her Doctor's face. "I knew it! I knew it! And he finally admits it!-" She was cut off when an alarm suddenly began to blare through the room.

"That's an alert," Five cried. "Level five. Indicates a temporal collision. It's like two TARDISes have merges, but there's definitely only one TARDIS present. Looks like two time zones at war in the heart of the TARDIS. That's a paradox. Could blow a hole in the space-time continuum the size of…" Ten, who had been standing there calmly the entire time, tilted the monitor around for him to see. "Well, actually, the exact size of Belgium. That a bit underdramatic, isn't it? Belgium?"

"Do you remember this?" Rose asked her Doctor quietly.

"Starting to," he replied. "Not much at the moment, but it will come to me… Tell you what though, you certainly made an impression." Rose giggled and gave him a shove. Five looked at them in annoyance as he bent down to work at the console. "Need this?" he asked Five, holding out the sonic-screwdriver.

"No, I'm fine."

This of course, set Ten off again. "Oh no, of course, you mostly went hands free, didn't you?" he said sarcastically. "It's like 'hey, I'm the Doctor! I can save the universe with a kettle and some string. And look at me, I'm wearing a vegetable'!"

Rose sighed in exasperation and sat on the jump seat to watch the two men. The ramble just made Five angrier. He waked right up to Ten, looking him in the eye. "Who are you?"

"Take a look," Ten said softly.

It began to dawn on Five and his eyes widened. "Oh… oh, no."

"Oh yes."

"You're… oh, no, you're…"

"Here it comes," Ten grinned. "Yeah, yeah, I am."

"A fan!" Five cried in disgust. Instantly he turned away and began on the console again.

"Yeah… What?" Ten cried suddenly realising what the past him had said. Rose burst into laughter, doubling over. It was a struggle for her to make her way back over to his side to comfort him. Little good that would do anyway. His past self had just severely wounded his ego!

"Level ten now. This is bad. Two minutes to Belgium."

"What do you mean 'a fan'?" Ten pouted incredulously. "I'm not just a fan, I'm you!"

"Okay, you're my biggest fan," Five waved him off. "Look, it's perfectly understandable. I go zooming around space and time saving planets, fighting monsters and being, well, let's be honest… pretty sort of marvellous!" Ten suddenly took a very smug look of agreement. Causing Rose to bury her face in her hands… thankfully that hid her smile too. "And naturally every now and then people notice me… start up their little groups. That L.I.N.D.A. lot… are you one of them? How did you get in here? I can't have you lot knowing where I live." He brandished a finger in Ten's face before moving off around the console again.

Rose and her Doctor rolled their eyes at each other at the mention of L.I.N.D.A. before Ten ran off after his previous self.

"Listen to me, I'm you! I'm you with a new face. Check out this bone structure, Doctor, because one day you're going to be shaving it!" he teased slapping his own cheeks.

Then an alarm like a gong resounded through the TARDIS.

"Aww, not the Cloister Bell!" Rose groaned.

"The Cloister Bell!" Five exclaimed at the same time. The Tenth Doctor, however, looked as if he'd just had an epiphany.

"Yep, right on time. That's my cue," he announced and jumped over to the console. Five joined him.

"In less than a minute we're going to detonate a black hole strong enough to swallow the entire universe!"

Ten paused a moment and began tugging guiltily at his ear. "Yeah, that's my fault, actually," he admitted. "I was rebuilding the TARDIS and I was about to put the shield back up but…" he glanced over at Rose. "Well, I got a little… distracted…" Five's eyebrows went up when he noticed Ten glance at said distraction. "Your TARDIS and my TARDIS… well the same TARDIS, different points in its own time stream collided and, oop, there you go, end of the universe. Butterfingers. But don't worry, I know exactly how this all works out. Watch!" He began to race madly around the console. Rose just stood back and let him go at it. "Venting the thermal-buffer. Flooring the Helmic regulator. And just to finish off, let's fry those Ziton crystals.

Rose's eyes widened as her brain put all those pieces together. "Wait, Doctor-" she cried.

"You'll blow up the TARDIS!" Five cried, trying to stop him.

"Only way out," Ten told them. Rose stopped, trusting him instantly.

"Who told you that?" Five cried, his voice starting to squeak like her Doctor's did.

"You told me that!" Ten cried. Pulling his hand free, he slammed it down on the button and then reached over for Rose. He didn't want her to hurt herself. This part had always been a bit hazy.