"I shouldn't look forward to her pouncing. I really shouldn't. She's terrifying," the Doctor said with a shake of his head before looking grimly towards Allen as Robin sat down to explain her plan. His stare turned cold and his face became dark as he thought over her request.<br/><br/>In his long life he had done terrible things as well as great things. In his first form he had kidnapped innocent people to stop them from spreading the word about his TARDIS, in his seventh form he had constantly manipulated people into doing his bidding for the sake of the greater good, even going so far as to shun and spur those who were closest to him. In his Tenth form he had risked destroying everything by interfering with a fixed point in time and in his Eleventh form he had left Amy Ponds older form to die after a freak time accident. And of course, he had been the one to kill the Daleks and Time Lords in the most horrid war of them all.<br/><br/>Yet again, the moment had arisen for him to do something terrible. He would have to inform a family that their child was dead, for the truth was far too dangerous for them to handle. Allen would be stuck with a grieving family, tearing himself apart as he watched them mourn over the daughter that they had lost. The daughter that he had caused them to loose.<br/><br/>The Doctor shook the thought out of his head before striding over to the doors of the TARDIS and poking his head outside.<br/><br/>"Oi one to eleven! Time to go!" The Doctor called before stepping back to let in the twelve Doctors, who sauntered in one by one.