[Private to Santa]
Dear you,
I suppose it's that time of year again, isn't it? A lot of comings and goings, people resigning, people boarding. You would think I would be used to it, wouldn't you? I'm not.
But that's all right. It's been an adventure. This journey has given me perspectives I've not seen in a while, and people I shall likely never encounter the like of again. The ability to see the best and worst of what I've been, and of the individuals that inspired me.
Enough melancholy. Enough dwelling. I've been working off borrowed time and I'm determined to enjoy it to the very last.
For Dallas, I would like him to have something very important of Johnny's. I don't know what, but I would like him to have that reminder of the boy he knew. For Tim and Dick, I would like for them both to have... hats I suppose. I never see either in one and they shouldn't be entirely without. For Omega, Rassilon, Braxiatel, and Narvin? Some Gallifreyan flower arrangements in their room. Silverleaf Tea for T'Pol. For my younger self? A package of biscuits to munch on. A nice cozy warm blanket for Buffy. She could use the chance to curl up in one and enjoy the quiet, as they're rare and far between.
For Rex, wherever he might be, let him have that umbrella that I lost over the edge while fighting with Braxiatel. I have every confidence that he's still alive.
The Doctor