If you fell in love with Dean, you would get tortured and killed by some filthy demons.
If you fell in love with Sherlock, you would get murdered by John.
If you fell in love with the Doctor, some crazy alien would try to destroy you but he would always save you.
It was so strange… he was right here… the man you loved, the man who was the father of your child… now he was gone. Now there’s another guy here, someone entirely different that you didn’t recognize. You watched it all happen and it was weird for you.
“Doctor?” you asked shakily.
The new man turned around to face you and then his eyes grew as they went down to your stomach. “You’ve swallowed a planet!” was all he could say. “What type of creature are you?”
“I’m a human,” you told him saddened… he had known you were a human, what was wrong with him? Had he forgotten you?
“How did you get a planet inside of you?” he wondered curiously.
“It’s not a planet, it’s a child… your child,” you told him.
His face went from wonderment to a downtrodden look. “Oh, uh, I did?” he questioned.
You nodded sadly… he had forgotten.
“Was it when I was… different in the face?” he asked.
You nodded again.
“I’m sorry, I really am, I wish I could remember you,” he apologized. “You seem like a really interesting person, well you must’ve of if I had… y’know… done that.”
You couldn’t help but crack a smile at his new naiveté.
“I can’t remember you, but maybe you could help me,” he suggested. “We can go places we’ve gone to in the past and then go to new places. We go wherever and whenever you want. I promise I’ll try to make this work.”
You smiled and hugged him. “Thank you,” you told him.
The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice versa, the bad things don’t always spoil the good things and make them unimportant.