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The Doctor (fromgallifrey) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

"We will." He said quietly, looking up from his shoes to familiar blue eyes. "Maybe not at first; but, one day Aileen will look up with that smile of hers and we'll wonder how we could ever dream to let that blink out of existence. Or we'll see a painting in the gallery and realize that nobody else in the universe will ever be able to make the same one. We'll look at the stars and know that putting the TARDIS in the exact same spot just isn't the same as seeing them from that spot on Gallifrey. And then we'll want to stop it. We'll want to keep it from happening. We can't risk that, Doctor."

The spikey haired man knew it, he knew it because he could see that end. He'd puzzled it out a long time ago, that if he ever found a way to go back it would mean the end of Time itself. Because sooner or later he wouldn't be able to stop himself from trying to stop the Time War. From trying to win the Time War.

"We can't, Doctor."