DW/ST Crossover: Until They Rest in You Prologue

[jesterladyfic]

Title: Until They Rest in You
by Jesterlady
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The Doctor and Martha get sucked into the Reboot Universe.
A/N: There were two things I wanted to satisfy by writing this story. One, that Star Trek was all the Doctor's idea, and Two, that the Doctor, (though I personally think of him as more asexual), would love Martha if he hadn't have met her right after losing Rose.
Disclaimer: I don't own DW or ST. The title is by Augustine



Until They Rest in You

Prologue:

The only problem with being a Timelord is that one had to choose the moments because you can never take them back. The rest of the universe might say that applied to them as well, but they never had the choice; they didn’t have the ability to go back or forward or stay the same. He did.

But he enjoyed his life and prided himself on his physiology as if it was
something he could alter even though he couldn’t. He didn’t tell that to the people
who traveled with him. At least, not most of them. Instead, he put up an
all-powerful front and for the most part he could execute it without difficulty.
What he liked most about it was that he could bring them back home, leave for a few
centuries and be back to them without ever having aged. To them. Every so often he
would up his age a bit, after all, some people knew too much.

He hadn’t been back to earth for several hundred years. He’d told himself
there was just too much to see and do in the cosmos, but there was the admittance of
pain and remembrance underneath. He’d lost someone from Earth and he’d lost people
before, but never after having lost his entire planet. He pondered on it after the
first shock had worn off and reckoned that he had probably lost his mind a teeny
bit. Luckily, he was a Timelord and got it back again and went roving for awhile.
The pain had lessened after fifty years or so, but then he’d gotten caught up in life
as was his want.

Now he was heading back to earth, the Tardis prodding him along as if she
knew something he didn’t. He resolved to write a paper on the pre-cognitive
abilities of a Tardis, only a small sense of loss hitting him when he remembered
there was only the one. That loss would never truly go away, but he was relieved to
find that it did not have to be his whole existence. He could honor the Timelords,
(pompous, idiotic lot that they were), and still be free to live his life. A life
that, in the end, they’d all wanted him to have.

That was his mind state when he met one Martha Jones.

Comments

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(Really I should have said 'cyberman', since daleks don't assimilate people... P:)

I don't think I've ever read any reboot fics. XD