The Doctor Visits:

Connor Temple was scared of him. Why was he scared? Staring at him, jaw clenched ,ready to run. He was nothing but a mad man in a suit, wasn't he? And the man that faced dinosaurs, future predators, the man that seemed to have no fear, was scared of him.

"You didn't help." Connor scowled. "You could've helped and you didn't! You coward!"
"I couldn't." He shook his head, not ready for the rage the man was ready to unleash on him.
"All of time and space, where do you want to go, what happened to that crap?"
"History is a fixed point in time. I can't just change it at will…it was bound to happen anyways."
"Cutter wasn't meant to die!" Connor looked at the floor of his flat, tears coming to his eyes.
"But he was."
"Doctor, please…you've got to save him…" He sniffed, trying to the tears back. "You're the only one that can…"
"Saving your professor would mean risking the future, risking the whole entire world…for one man."
"He's more than just my professor! He was-he was everything to me! He was like my father!" Connor defended. "And he was one man that never deserved death. He was one man who was going to solve the Anomalies…and now he can't!"
"But others can," The Doctor said. "you can."

"I don't know, I just…I don't think I can do much of anything anymore. Ever since he's been gone…I've just lost everything."
"No, no, no, that's not true." He shook his head. "You built that Anomaly locking device! That was brilliant, Connor!"
"Eh, it's not that great."
"It worked."
"…Not at first,"
"But in the end." Doctor placed his hands on the man's shoulders. What was it going to take to get a man who hated himself to start believing in the things he did? "And trust me Connor, the end is all that matters. We're all just stories…you've got to make it a good one. Maybe even great."
"Does it even matter? We all know our future is an absolute Hell and the whole world dies out…"
"That's what we're trying to prevent, isn't it?" Doctor smiled. "Besides, who knows when that's going to be? Could be thousands, millions years away…"

Connor nodded.

"Suppose it could be." He thought for a moment. "Wait…don't you know when it's going to be? Can't you stop it dead in it's tracks right now?"
"I could," Doctor grinned, fixing his bowtie. "But what will you and your 'team' figure out and do for the rest of your lives?"

"Connor, are you talking to yourself out there?" Abby called, throwing open her bedroom door, showing her half-naked body.
"What? No-" He looked behind him where the Doctor once stood, seeing no one or nothing there anymore. "Yes?"
"Go to sleep, will you?" She sighed. "We've got work in the morning…"

I have decided that "The Doctor Visits" shall consist of ficlets and one-shots of the Primeval team meeting the Doctor, often following different storylines each time. If they do not match up; that is completely acceptable.

Also, for anyone who reads my other stories; I will try to update them as best as I can. I'm sorry, I have a lot of stories going on at once...

Oh, and as a little notice, A LOT OF THESE WILL BE 11 JUST BECAUSE I KNOW HIM BETTER!