A/N: Hi, this is my first story to be published here.

It's a crossover featuring Jenny, the Doctor's daughter from Doctor Who, and the team from Warehouse 13. You can expect this to be a story about friendship as in "with impossible people", action as in "typical but paradoxical Warehouse mission" and of course a nice bit of artifact-y/sci-fi-y technology.

The main characters will be Jenny, Myka, Claudia and Pete, but also appearing are Artie, Leena and later on the 11th Doctor with Amy. Oh, and did I mention Captain Jack Harkness?

The story is set across a whole bunch of timelines in good old timey wimey manner. From the Warehouse 13 perspective it's season 3, between episodes 5 and 6 (Steve's on leave). From Jenny's perspective it's short after leaving Messaline. From Jack's perspective it's somewhere before "Children of Earth" (Torchwood season 3). From the Doctor's perspective it's after season 5.

Oh, and, I saw that it seemed to be some kind of ritual to list the things you don't own at the beginning of a story. Anyway, I don't own Warehouse 13, Torchwood and Doctor Who. I also don't own that badass black Lotus Evora that for some reason just came to my mind.

Jenny vs. the Vortex

Outer Space, 6012

Jenny was sitting in her stolen shuttle, looking out of the window in front of her. The space around her ship looked quite peaceful and unmoving. She repositioned herself nervously in her seat. That was her main problem. She was moving far too slow. Too slow to reach any place (that was worth discovering) in her lifetime.

Just eight days ago she had left Messaline, the planet she had lived her entire life on. Not that it was much time. It actually had just been one day. Her father had come to the planet in time of a war between humans and the Hath. They were progenating soldiers every minute and, at gunpoint, her father had been forced to give a tissue sample, which was then extrapolated and in a matter of seconds was grown into an adult person. Her.

Her father, the Doctor, and his companions Donna and Martha had helped to bring peace to Messaline, to a war which had only been going on for seven days. But in the last moment, when the terraforming device had been activated, the human general had been about to shoot her father. The memory was one of the most vivid ones Jenny had. She had jumped instantaneously and the bullet had hit her chest instead of her father. Everything after that was just darkness.

Until she suddenly exhaled in shock and pushed her eyes open. She lay on a white table. She had been dead. A human and a Hath stood next to her, looking at her in shock. They told her that the Doctor had left short after she had died in his arms. So, she knew what to do. She stole a shuttle and ran away from Messaline, on a search for adventure, knowledge and her father.

That was a few days ago. She was still in the shuttle. She only had enough food and water left for about a week. On top of that, one of the few lights in her cockpit had begun to blink about three hours ago. Low fuel levels. She had no idea what kind of fuel her ship needed, she didn't even knew if her ship was at all designed to travel a distance greater than half a regular star system (that was the weird unit the ship used for measuring distances).

The only positive thing was, she could see a small space station ahead of her.

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The shuttle 'docked' onto the space station rather abruptly. No life signs, no energy readings, but loads of different crystalline fuels and the shuttle's sensors even showed a small icon to indicate food resources. All in all, free stuff to equip Jenny to start her journey!

She aligned the shuttles exit hatch with a former docking port of the station, activated the external airlocks and hoped they would suffice to get a stable connection to the airtight station.

She slowly opened the hatch and instead of being sucked into space she was looking at the clean exterior of a closed circular door, the core of the stations docking system. On the right side of the door were some controls to open it automatically, but these were not working anymore. Jenny used the manual approach, using one of her shuttle's few tools, a portable pressure generator, that looked similar to a crowbar, and opened the door by pushing it from the center into its frame.

The markings on the stations floor, that were designed to guide visitors to the station's various sections, had faded over the years. So Jenny just followed the largest hallway down to the center of the station. She couldn't really tell what this place used to be; there were tables and chairs in some corners of the room, but also piles of books and some trash on the floor. She looked at some of it and decided to move on and look in the other rooms.

One floor took her to about a dozen rooms that apparently used to be crew quarters and, if it were not for the dust, she could have thought the crew was just at work and coming back soon. She entered every room and looked around. Most of them seemed to belong to men, having just a few clothes and pictures, but two rooms had definitely been occupied by women.

Jenny found some more or less clean clothes in a wardrobe of one of the women and chose to take a light brown jacket with her. She liked the decent and robust looking color and that it looked cleaner than the others, because it was hang in a protective plastic container. It fitted her nicely and was definitely good to have if she was ever to go to a cold planet.

The last room she entered looked a bit more luxurious, probably belonging to the stations commander. Jenny was quite intrigued by the large furnishing and huge desks in the farer end of the room. She kneeled in front of it, opening the desk's drawers one by one.

The first two only contained pens and sheets of paper full of writing in a language she could not read. The last one however seemed to be locked and needed a key to open. Not having one with her, Jenny stood up and was about the exit the room, but then turned around again walking back to the desk and looking at the last drawer again. What if the commander held the keys to all the other locked rooms right in this drawer?

She moved around the desk, pulling it forward a bit and did what seemed to be her best option. Kicking the drawer from behind the desk with all her force and her military boots.

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Now this was fascinating. The drawer lay in front of her, its top casing shattered into pieces, and its content on the floor before the desk. Its only content. A small black wristband device with a "CJH" engraved underneath.

Jenny took it, looked at it and put it on her left arm. It was a bit large for her arm, but it felt… right. What was it? She opened the device and saw a small blank screen, which turned on immediately.

Probing.

Replace energy source.

She could actually read this. This was English. One of the two languages she actually had been 'produced' with (the other one being basic Gallifreyan, extracted from her father's genes).

Apparently the device needed a new energy source. She dug around the pockets of her new jacket and found a small circular tube with some unreadable writing on it. She took the device from her wrist, turned it around and opened its side to reveal a small opening. She pulled a similar but much larger tube out of it and compared the tubes. The connections on the ends looked fairly different, but with a bit of luck the smaller tube would fit inside and be able to connect.

She lifted the device and let the small tube fall into the opening, hoping to hit the connectors inside of it. Some sparks flew towards her but burned out before coming near her. She closed the device and turned it around again.

Suddenly the screen changed and was filled with a new status message.

Vortex Manipulator Ready.

Current Position: Rajuli Station, G6/H78A7, Earth Year 6012

Jenny looked fascinated at the device which was now on her arm again, not yet sure of what it does. She pushed onto the edge of the screen, being now presented with a list of places, headline: "Recently visited".

She stopped at the forth entry: "London, Earth: 2011". Earth, wasn't that were Donna was from? If she could find Donna, she could find her dad. That would be quite brilliant!

She tapped on it and the device blinked one time and then what felt like a storm surrounded Jenny and she was no longer on the space station.