This story was written in June 2017 there was many rewrites before I thought it was good enough to publish. The Doctor in this story is based on 11th Doctor (Matt Smith).
The TARDIS appears in a hallway, the Doctor steps out and rushes to a locked door, hoping it’s not too late. He pulls out a sonic screwdriver from his coat pocket, click goes the lock. Door opens to find Hannah looking into a mirror.
Who are you? I’m the Doctor. Doctor who? Just the Doctor. Hannah, I know what you are about to do and I’m here to show you a future with you in it. Hannah agrees to go with the Doctor, as they walk toward the TARDIS she says, is that a police telephone box from like the 1950’s? More 60’s era.
The Doctor opens the TARDIS’ door and told Hannah to step in. She did with the Doctor following behind. So it’s bigger on the inside… Yes, you see… Hannah stops the Doctor in mid sentence. I know how this works. Imagine fitting a big cube into a much smaller cube. The Doctor looked baffled, okay then… So! Your future, seven years down the road where do you see yourself? Why do you have so many fezzes hanging from the ceiling? Because fezzes are… Seven years? I don’t know. Well, let’s find out. Hang on! As the Doctor shifts gears and knobs on his console the TARDIS begins to disappear.
The TARDIS lands outside a long gated neighborhood. Where are we? Like I said, seven years into the future. But before we go out take one of these. What is it? It’s a disguise pill. I can still see you, you can see yourself in a mirror but the great thing is, others will see someone else. It’s like the time Clara and I went to the Church of the Silence to meet Mother Superious and we were both naked. Hum… Okay.
The Doctor and Hannah stepped out of the TARDIS to a bright sunny day in a nice and wealthy looking neighborhood. The Doctor pulls his sonic screwdriver out of his pocket points it into the air. What are you doing? I’m looking for directions. Once the screwdriver started beeping the Doctor gave it a look and said, this way!
They both walk up to a two story home. Nice house, wonder who lives here? Let’s see. The Doctor knocked a couple times. As the door opens Hannah recognizes the face… It was Clay Jensen. Hi, can I help you? Yes, I’m the Doctor and this is, hum, Emma. We were hoping you could help us find Hannah Barker. Well, sir… Hannah committed suicide six years ago… She couldn’t have. I’m afraid she did… Why do you need her? The Doctor still in shock, Emma spoke up, she was a childhood friend before I moved. Sorry I couldn’t help you. The Doctor shakes it off. We must be going, thanks for your help. As they both walk back to the TARDIS, the Doctor is trying to figure out why this is happening. Why didn’t the future change?
As they step back in the blue box the Doctor pulls out his screwdriver scans Hannah and plugs it into the console. Doctor, I’m sorry but there is no future for me. There has to be, I gotta find out why. Ding! Ding! It’s ready! As the Doctor pulls out his sonic screwdriver, he looks at the monitor to see the words he always disliked. Hannah heard him say them under his breath, what did you say? Fixed Point in Time… Hannah, I’m so, so sorry. It’s okay Doctor. You tried to help but with me gone the future will be so much brighter… How is that possible? You’ll see Doctor.
It’s time to take me back. With a flip of a switch the TARDIS is back in the same hallway where it appeared not even a second later. Before Hannah left the TARDIS she gave the Doctor a hug and told him everything will be okay. As Hannah stepped out the TARDIS started to fade away… The Doctor sitting at the console weeping wanting to know why, why will it be okay?
A week later the Doctor shows back up walks into a pharmacy store. Anything I can help you with? The Doctor looks up to see Mr. Baker behind the counter and just behind him a picture of Hannah. Just the news paper. Seventy five cents. Here’s a dollar, keep the change. As the Doctor walks out reading the headline, Bryce Walker, Life in Prison. As the Doctor read his paper at the park. He sees why Hannah had to take her own life. So people like Jessica Davis wouldn’t have to go through what her and Hannah experienced. And for people like Bryce Walker to never hurt anyone again.