And here we go, guys. The fall of the 11s, but the 12s are coming!

Enjoy!

***

Wanda chuckled when she found a bowl with melted ice cream and brownie crumbs on the console. "Last snack, apparently."

"The Doctor didn't finish his," Pietro wrinkled his nose when he saw the nearly finished bowl of fish fingers and custard.

Clara looked along the scattered village clothes of the Doctor on the floor, then all three turned when they heard footsteps. The Doctor and Jessie came up the stairs, both of them looking much better than they had earlier, the Doctor de-aged, Jessie back in her regular outfit. "Doctor!" Clara breathed in relief. "Bad Wolf!"

"Hello," they waved.

"You're young again," Clara examined the Doctor. "You're OK."

"And you didn't change your faces," Wanda smiled.

"Ha," the Doctor shook his head. "It's tarted. We can't stop it now. These are just the resets."

"Double checked," Jessie held out her hand, twisting it this way and that. "As it turns out, the Time Lords didn't just give him a new regeneration cycle. They altered mine to match his. We're stuck with each other."

"Ooo," the Doctor finished up his fish fingers and custard as Pietro's eyes widened. "Taking a bit longer. Just breaking it in. Oh, oh, gah!" He winced, then activated the TARDIS engines. He paused, then chuckled. "It all just disappears, doesn't it? Everything you are, gone in a moment, like breath on a mirror. Any moment now, they're a-coming."

"Who's coming?" Clara asked.

"The Doctor and the Bad Wolf," Jessie answered with a sad smile.

"But you . . . " Clara sniffed realizing what was happening as Wanda put a hand over her mouth, tears in her eyes. "You are the Doctor and the Bad Wolf."

"Yep, and we always will be," the Doctor confirmed, reaching out to take Jessie's hand, turning them over so their regeneration energy mingled together. "But, times change, and so must we." He blinked, hearing a child's laugh, then he looked up to see a young, red-headed girl running up the stairs. "Amelia?" he breathed.

"Who's Amelia?" Clara looked behind her.

"Amy," Wanda realized.

"The first face these faces saw," Jessie nodded.

"We all change, when you think about it," the Doctor nodded, sniffing as Jessie went over to hug the Maximoffs tightly, Wanda already sobbing, Pietro desperately trying not to cry. "We're all different people all through our lives. And that's OK. That's good. You've got to keep moving, so long as you remember all the people that you used to be."

"The evil or the good," Jessie brushed one of the tears off of Wanda's face, putting her other hand on Pietro's cheek. "The happy or the sad."

"We will not forget one line of this," the Doctor promised as he, too, hugged the Maximoffs, Jessie going to hug a shellshocked Clara. "We will always remember when the Doctor and the Bad Wolf were us."

Jessie paused when she heard footsteps behind her, and she turned, her eyes widening when she saw who were walking down the steps. "Doctor."

He turned around, eyes wide. Amy and Rory just smiled at them, stopping right in front of them: Amy in front of the Doctor, Rory in front of Jessie. "Raggedy Man," Amy reached up to cup the Doctor's face.

"Frazzly Wolf," Rory added, bending in and kissing her cheek, making her close her eyes.

"Good night," they whispered together before vanishing.

The Doctor and Jessie exchanged glances, then the Doctor untied his bow tie and let it fall to the floor, Jessie removing her blaster holster and setting it down as well. "No, no," Clara begged, watching as Jessie's face twisted in pain first.

"Hey," the Doctor began.

"Please, don't change!" Clara begged.

They just gave last smiles, then the Doctor stumbled backwards, Jessie letting out a pain-filled yelp as she toppled -

Only for the Twelfth Doctor to grab her wrist with one hand and her waist with the other, pulling her up. "Jessie?" he asked in a Scottish burr, his now piercing blue eyes looking down into her emerald ones in concern.

The Fourth Bad Wolf blinked rapidly, wincing as she put her hands on his shoulders to regain her balance, shaking her dark, almost black hair out of her face. She looked up at him, taking in his grey-haired appearance, before she smiled. "Kasterborous?" she asked quietly.

He smiled back at her. "Jezebel," he replied, she laughing -

Only to cry out in pain and double over. The Doctor bent over to help her, only to groan. "Kidneys!" he winced as the Maximoffs jerked themselves out of their stupors, running over to help, Clara still frozen in place. "I've got new kidneys! I don't like the color!"

"Of your kidneys?" Clara sputtered.

The TARDIS suddenly started jerking, and Jessie landed against the console, groaning. "Come on, Idris, just once, can we have a nice regeneration and not have to worry about this!" she shouted.

"Worry about what?" Wanda asked.

"Oh, just the usual," she winced. "Crashing!"

"Into what?" Clara squeaked in a high voice.

"Stay calm," the Doctor ran over to the TARDIS, looking over the controls before he paused. "Just one question." He looked up. "Does anyone happen to know how to fly this thing?"

Jessie just laughed in glee as she reached over to one of the levers. "Love from Asgard!" she whooped, throwing the lever, the TARDIS shuddering as the Maximoffs and Clara grabbed onto handholds, the two new Time Lords grinning at each other in sheer delight. And gradually, the Maximoffs started to smile as well. The Doctor and the Bad Wolf were still alive, just as they should be.

And they couldn't wait to get started with them both.

***

To be continued in . . . "Receiving Another Chance!"

Goodbye, Matt Smith and Alexandra Daddario. :(

And hello, Peter Capaldi and Meghan Ory! :D I am so happy with this duo, you have no idea how anxious I've been to get to them. Smidarrio had all the innuendo, but Capalry is definitely more on a level like Davesa was. If you liked Davesa - and I know many of you consider the 10s your favorite - you'll like Capalry and what the 12s will bring to the table.

And that's that, folks! The 11s are gone, but you can bet the 12s will be awesome. :) I'll wait until next round to go on to "Deep Breath."

After all . . . there's still little Annakamara that needs to have her story completed. :)

I'll see everyone in Book Ten! Keep an eye out on my profile for when it gets updated. Basically, keep an eye out as soon as I finish "Torchwood." I'll publish it then.

Until then, my fellow Kasterbel fans! Long live the OTPs!

 ~ WB039