Alright…so here's a crossover fic that kept burning in my mind for who knows how long. I've never done a crossover, nor did I think I ever would…but according to my inner-fangirl…it had to happen. So I hope you enjoy this first chapter. This is set during the Tenth Doctor/Rose era and during the present for Castle. So without further adieu…read on, clever human…and remember…
Chapter 1-
"Allons-y Rose! Where shall we go next?"
That's what the doctor should have been saying, covered head-to-toe with his usual giddiness. And Rose should have been right at his side, grinning ear to ear with her infectious smile, suggesting some new time period they had never traveled to. The two of them moving in dance-like movements around the tardis, pulling levers, pushing buttons, laughing.
Instead, Rose lay completely still on the floor in front of his knees, skin a shade of pale he had never seen on her beautiful face. He had tried everything, absolutely everything, to keep her alive. But she was human. And as he watched the life begin the slow and steady process of leaving her body, he realized that there was no way to save her. He also knew what he had to do, despite the voice in his head that wanted himto let her die here in his arms…just the two of them.
No. She had to be with her mother. With Mickey. On earth. She had to be home. And god how much Jackie would despise him. But that hatred would never match up to the hatred he was fueling for himself. He could save anybody! In fact, he spent his life doing it! So why not her, when it mattered to him most? Why couldn't he save Rose Tyler?
"Doctor?"
He whirled around, up on his feet in an instant, and came face-to-face with the person he had expected the least.
"Rose?"
"Doctor…why...is that…me?"
He looked down at the dying body on the floor, breath beginning to slow, and then back at the other girl, perfectly alive before him, standing in the entrance to the tardis as it began to whoosh and disappear.
"Rose?" He asked again, far from confused, but hovering over intense hope, "wait…MY Rose?" he ran to her and put his hands on both sides of her head, staring into her deep eyes.
"I'm fine!" she replied, staring back and then glancing around him to view her own dying body on the floor of the tardis, "but I'm not…"
"Hang on!" The tardis began to shake violently, tossing them onto the floor. He grabbed her arms to hold her steady until the police box was still again.
"I'm dead." She said, pointing.
"Are you MY MY Rose? You're not Parallel Universe Rose?"
"No…its me. That's not me."
"Oh thank God!" The doctor now, completely unashamedly, threw his arms around her, almost lifting her off the ground, "you see her?" His voice was loud and excited again as he waved his arms at the blonde girl laying on the floor not ten feet from them, "I thought she was YOU YOU! I thought you were dying! I thought…but you're not….you're here! And I'm here! And we're okay! And we're…wait…where are we?"
The doctor, in the midst of his excitement, had begun to open the door, ready to fling himself into the sunshine of London. Instead, he was met with cloudy darkness. But that wasn't the only thing wrong with what was waiting outside the tardis door.
"Ro-ose!"
She appeared beside him, immediately coming face-to-face with the barrel of a gun, and a city that most definitely wasn't her home.
"I don't think were in London anymore, Toto."
Kate awoke, as usual, to the loud ringing of her cellphone on the bedside table. Having had little to no sleep the past week with all the coming-on-holiday murder cases flying around her head, she was reluctant to answer. Being captain meant not only did she have more cases, but she also got more phone calls.
"Beckett." She grumbled into the phone, forcing herself into a sitting position against the headboard of the bed.
"Hey…sorry to call so early. We have a case. And a damn weird one at that." Ryan said, "better get over here, cap. And bring your husband. This one's right up his alley."
Kate told him they'd be there in twenty and swung her legs out from under the covers. She slipped socks onto her cold feet and quickly dressed, trying not to think too much about what to expect when she arrived at the crime scene. She needed coffee first.
"Rick," she whispered next to his ear, "hey…babe wake up." She was met with a grunt from her sleeping husband, "Richard!" Now she grabbed the pillow from under his head and wacked him with it.
"Wha…Kate? What the?!" He sat up quickly, squinting in the early morning light and staring up at her.
"We have a case."
"We? I'm included in that?"
"WE have a case, babe. So get your sorry ass out of bed and let's go."
"Sweet." He rubbed his eyes, stretched, and jumped onto the cold floor.
She left him to make coffee, and had toast for both of them ready by the time he was in the kitchen. They shoveled their food, grabbed the keys, and were out the door seven minutes before they were supposed to be at the scene.
"Hey Lanie. What do we got?" Kate approached the scene, a feeling of apprehension growing in her stomach.
"This is a strange one, Kate."
"That's what Ryan said." She replied, "go for it."
"So our crime scene…" Lanie stood up from her kneeling spot on the ground and walked them toward a blue Police Public Call Box standing at the corner of the street, "is this. Which, by the way, was not here until about an hour ago."
"So…"
"SO," Lanie continued, "some pedestrian called the cops when she saw it suddenly just…appear out of the blue. And when officers responded, ready to take her in for a psyche test, they found the body. In the box."
"Okay…and…" Kate started, pointing to the man and woman who were handcuffed and being interrogated by Ryan and Espo, but Lanie stopped her.
"They were inside as well. They're…um…shall we say…very interesting. Castle, you'll get a kick out of this." She came closer so she wouldn't be heard by anyone else, "the man calls himself 'the doctor'. Doctor who, doctor what, doctor why? I have absolutely no earthly idea. The woman says her name is Rose."
"Okay…so they were IN the box with the body?" She asked, glancing at the suspects suspiciously.
"Yeah…they came out when the cops were about to bust down the door."
"Okay…so some mentally psychotic couple murders a woman and tries to hide her body in a police box."
"Yeah…well…that's the impression. But there's kind of an issue…or…a few issues with that completely logical theory."
"Okay?"
"For starters…our vic looks exactly like the female suspect. And I mean EXACTLY. Down to the hair length and birthmarks and makeup type. They are literally the SAME PERSON."
"Okay…"
"And…I know it's early. And maybe we're all a little hallucinatory and drowsy…but that call box isn't a call box."
"You mean…"
"It's BIGGER on the inside, Kate."
Kate stopped for a moment and shook her head, giving her friend a strange look, "I'm sorry…it's what?"
"Go check it out yourself. Stay calm."
Kate and Rick left Lanie and approached the call box, peeking slowly through the wide-open door.
"What the…"
"Holy…crap."
Kate's jaw dropped as she looked inside what had appeared on the outside to be a small, blue call box. She stepped back and looked again at the outside. Then walked a circle around it just to make sure. When she walked back up to the entrance, she just stared.
"It's…bigger. On the inside." She breathed.
"It's bigger on the inside!" Rick gasped at her side, "that…is…EPIC."
"More like strange…"
"It's called the TARDIS."
Kate turned to see their male suspect, held by the wrists by a large cop from CSU.
"The what?"
"TARDIS. Time and relative dimension in space." The man was grinning ear-to-ear.
"Ah…of course." She responded, staring from him to his female companion, "and may I ask who you are?"
"I'm the doctor. This is Rose." He nodded his head toward the happy-looking blonde, "and…before I answer any more questions…may I just ask…where are we?"
"New York City…" Kate replied, immediately thinking crazy. This would be one for the psych department. And boy would they have fun.
"Ahhhh yes. Tall buildings, loud cars, people with American accents…yes should've guessed." He nodded, still carrying the same goofy grin on his face, "and…uh…WHEN is it?"
"I'm sorry?" Kate asked.
"What's the year?" Rose piped up.
"Oh…right…" Kate shot Espo a glance and raised her eyebrows, "it's…2015."
"Brilliant!" He shouted, turning to smile at Rose, who was grinning back now, "Rose, welcome to the Big Apple!"
Kate nodded to the boys, who took hold of their suspects and began to drag them toward the squad car.
"They think I'm crazy!" the doctor laughed, "do you see this, Rose? They think I'm insane!"
"Insane? You're completely bonkers!" the girl laughed back and together they were shoved into a car and driven away.
Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed this…given that it was my first attempt at a crossover story of any kind. These shows just had to mesh together somehow! Next chapter in a week or two! Reviews are FANTASTIC! Allons-y my lovely Whovians and Casketteers!
