A/N: This story can take place anytime during ST:V season 6 and right after the DW episode the Runaway Bride.
This is a combination of three story ideas worked into one. Instead of a series, you get it all right here.
I do not own Star Trek or Doctor Who.
Captain's log, star date 53282.5. After extensive research, we have been able to confirm the wormhole we discovered two days ago is stable enough to enter safely and that it will take us seven thousand light years closer to the Alpha Quadrant in a matter of minutes. It won't be much, but every little bit helps on our long journey home.
"Set a course, Mr. Paris." Captain Kathryn Janeway commanded from her chair in the center of Voyager's bridge.
"Yes, ma'am," said Ensign Paris with an ear to ear grin, a dead give away of his excitement of piloting the starship into a wormhole.
"Take us in. Full impulse," the captain said as she crossed her legs and rested her hands on the chair's armrests. She glanced at Commander Chakotay sitting next to her and smiled. The air of anticipation over the wormhole hadn't left the ship since its discovery. He returned her smile then turned his attention to the view screen.
Voyager moved forward on its slow approach into the mouth of the wormhole beautifully swirling in front of the ship.
"One hundred thousand meters," Mr. Paris said. "Fifty thousand." He continued and after a few moments. "We are in the wormhole."
The ship shuddered slightly as the wormhole pulled it along its tunnel through space.
"Shields holding. All systems functioning normally." Ensign Harry Kim reported.
"Nothing to it," said Paris smugly. "We'll be seven thousand light years closer to home in no time."
Suddenly, Voyager jolted violently. Lieutenant Tuvok and Ensign Kim gabbed onto their consoles to keep from falling. The lights dimmed and the alert panels began flashing red as the siren sounded. Janeway stayed in her chair, but planted both feet firmly on the floor to stabilize herself. "Report!" she said sternly.
"I'm detecting…well that's strange." Ensign Kim stalled as he stared at the sensor read outs playing across his screen.
"Mr. Kim!" Janeway called as she turned and glared at him.
"Sorry, Captain," Kim said sheepishly. "I'm picking up temporal distortions directly ahead only I haven't seen temporal distortions like these before."
The ship rocked again.
"Explain, Mr. Kim," Chakotay said as he looked around the bridge as if he expected it to collapse at any moment.
"I don't know," he said almost at a loss for words. "They're temporal distortions but they are different somehow. I'm sorry, but I really don't know more then that."
Nodding, Janeway turned back toward the view screen. "Mr. Paris, how much longer until we're out of the wormhole?"
"Sixteen seconds," he replied. "Thirteen." Paris continued. "Ten. Nine. Eight." The ship started to shake. "Seven. Six." The shaking became more violent with each passing second. "Four. Three."
"We're nearing maximum structural integrity," Kim said.
"Two. One!"
Voyager shot out of the wormhole and came to an abrupt stop. The shaking stopped and the air was still and quiet on the bridge. The wormhole behind the ship closed and vanished.
"Where are we, Mr. Paris?" the captain asked as she stood up and stepped closer to the view screen.
"According to these readings," Paris tapped on the panel, "we are seven thousand light years from where we entered the wormhole. We made it. It worked."
Janeway turned to face the bridge crew. "Damage report, Mr. Tuvok."
The Vulcan calmly glanced over the read outs on his panel. "Minor damage on decks ten, eleven and fifteen. Four minor injuries reported."
The captain looked relieved. "Stand down red alert." The lights returned to normal, the siren silenced and the panels stopped pulsing red. "Mr. Kim, any idea what happened?"
Focusing on his console, he furrowed his eyebrows as he spoke. "Those temporal anomalies suddenly appeared in front of us and we passed right through them. They don't seem to have had any affect on the ship."
Overhead, a voice chimed into the Bridge. "Security to engineering!"
Tuvok grabbed his phaser and paused in front of the turbo lift. Janeway nodded and she watched him quickly disappear behind the sliding door.
The Doctor draped himself over the bench in the console room of the TARDIS. He lay on his back letting an arm and a leg hang to the floor as he stared up at the ceiling. Thinking about her, he was. He let out a depressed sigh, he was alone…again. "Well not really alone, am I, old girl?" he said aloud. The TARDIS emitted a low hum in response and the Doctor smiled softly.
Without warning, he found himself on the floor with his face pressed into the grating as the TARDIS suddenly rocked violently. "Ow," the Doctor said. As soon as the shaking stopped, he was on his feet. "What was that?" He exclaimed as he dashed around to the monitor on the other side of the console.
The TARDIS jolted again, knocking the Doctor back to the floor. Like a spring, he was back on his feet flipping switches and pulling levers. He paused and stared at the screen with curiosity that slowly turned to astonishment.
"There's another ship in the vortex," he said in awe. "Fantastic!" He laughed with pure glee as the TARDIS jolted again, only this time he held on to the console to keep from falling.
"Oh," the Doctor said. "The ship is dragging us with it. Well let's see what happens, shall we?" He braced himself with a manic grin as the TARDIS began shaking more and more violently. Just as suddenly as the shaking started, it stopped leaving the console room silent save for the soft hum of the TARDIS engines at rest.
The Doctor, with his mouth slightly open, looked around the room. "We've landed somewhere?" He raised his eyebrow and focused back on the monitor. "Why, yes we have! But where?" Pushing a button, he smiled wide. "Oh! We landed inside the ship! Ha ha!" Curiosity took over and he ran for the TARDIS door only to pause with his hand on the handle. "Hang on. I can't go without my coat." He turned around on his heel and raised an eyebrow as he scanned the console room, "Now, where could it be?"
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Chief Engineer B'Elanna Torres stood at her post in Engineering as was to be expected when the ship was about to enter something potentially dangerous as a wormhole. When the shaking stopped, she realized the ship had cleared the wormhole. All was still for a moment until a strange pulsing whooshing noise slowly grew louder and filled the room.
Torres, along with the other personnel, watched wide-eyed as a large blue box with a pulsing white light on top slowly began to appear out of thin air about ten feet in front of the warp core. The light corresponds with the noise, Torres noted to herself. When the blue box completely materialized, both the light and noise ceased.
Torres stared at the blue box in disbelief then shook her head as if to break herself from a trance. She tapped her communicator, "Security to engineering!" The other engineering crew joined her with phasers in hand as she gave the blue box a quick look over.
Seeing that one side had what looked like an old fashioned handle, she and the crew moved to stand in front of it at a distance. Why didn't the computer go to red alert? Torres wondered. They held back waiting for security to arrive, which wasn't very long at all.
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Tuvok and his team entered Engineering armed with hand phasers and immediately positioned themselves between the crew and the blue box.
"What is it?" Tuvok asked Torres keeping his eyes trained on the box.
"I don't know," she said with a slight shake of her head. "It appeared out of nowhere."
"Has it done anything?"
"Not yet," Torres said as she flipped open a tricorder and held it up. Tuvok's eyes remained focused on the blue box.
"Hm. I can't get any readings inside," Torres said aloud. "There must be something blocking the scan, but the outside is made of…wood? That doesn't make any sense."
Just then the door of the blue box opened. Tuvok and the security team tensed their stance and aimed their phasers at a tall thin man in a brown pinstriped suit and a long tan overcoat that just stepped out.
It was then Voyager's computer went to red alert indicating an alien intruder.
The man stopped and gawked at the Starfleet officers in front of him. He closed the TARDIS door and raised both his hands. His expression changed to a wide cheery smile as he waved the fingers on his right hand. "Hello," he said.
"Who are you?" Tuvok demanded. "How did you get on this ship?"
The man moved to lower his hands and step forward, but when the phasers were raised a bit higher in a clearly threatening manner, he froze and raised his hands back up.
"I'm the Doctor," he said proudly. "And as for how I got here," an eyebrow raised, "I really don't know."
"The Doctor?" said Torres looking confused. "You don't mean you're a hologram...?"
Now it was the Doctor's turn to look confused. "Uh, hologram? Wow. I've been accused of being a lot of things, but a hologram is a new one. Nope. Not a hologram. Listen, can I put my arms down now? Starting to get a little, you know, uncomfortable."
Tuvok's stern gaze told the Doctor that was probably a no. His attention shifted to Torres holding the tricorder towards him and he regarded it with curiosity.
"He's not a hologram," Torres said. "But he is an alien that's not in our database."
"I guess this is first contact for ya." The Doctor beamed over the excitement of the idea.
Torres tapped her communicator. "Captain, I think you should come to Engineering right away. We have a guest."
"On my way," said the captain overhead.
"So, uh, my arms?" The Doctor looked at Tuvok pleadingly.
The Vulcan finally nodded and relaxed his stance, though he kept an eye on the Doctor's every move. The other officers relaxed as well.
"Oh thank you," the Doctor said with relief when he lowered his arms. With a friendly smile, he took a couple of steps forward and held out his hand to Torres.
Torres hesitated, but then took it in her own and shared the handshake. "Lieutenant Torres, and I'm sorry. You're doctor…?" she asked expectantly.
The Doctor leaned forward slightly waiting for more, but Torres remained silent. "Aww you didn't say 'doctor who'. Just about everyone does and I tell you, it never gets old. Anyway, it's just the Doctor, but you can call me Doctor." He winked.
He let go of her hand and made introductions with Tuvok, Vorik and the three security officers. The other Engineering officers had returned to their posts once the situation relaxed.
The door to Engineering opened with a quiet hiss and Captain Janeway entered the room. Upon seeing the Doctor, she smiled warmly and fearlessly walked up to him. "Hello," she said extending her hand. "I'm Captain Kathryn Janeway of the Federation star ship Voyager."
The Doctor smiled widely and shook her hand. "Nice to meet you, Captain Janeway. I'm the Doctor of the TARDIS." He gestured toward the blue police box behind him.
A glimmer of confusion crossed Janeway's face as she released his hand, but she kept her composure. "Nice to meet you, Doctor. Excuse me." She looked up at the ceiling. "Computer, stand down red alert." The computer complied with the command. "Now tell me, please," she rested her gaze back on the Doctor and continued, "why are you on my ship?"
"Now that, my good captain is the question of the day because I have no bloody idea." He rocked on his heels with a chuckle.
Janeway nodded, though a bit surprised at the jovial answer. "Well. We could we start with where you were-"
The Doctor pointed a finger toward the ceiling in a gesture meant to interrupt. "Pardon me, but can we talk in a place a bit more comfortable. Over a nice cup of tea, perhaps?"
The captain smiled. "Sure, but would you mind coming to Sickbay first? It's standard procedure for all guests to be checked for any harmful pathogens. You understand?"
"Oh yes," the Doctor said with a nod. "Completely. Lead the way." He reached into his coat pocket, pulled out a pair of thick, dark rimmed glasses and put them on.
The Doctor, Janeway and Tuvok, who dismissed the security officers, turned to leave when Torres shouted. "Hey! What about this box?"
"Oh no need to worry about that," the Doctor said with a grin as he looked around the hallway he just stepped into. "She'll be fine right where she is."
The Engineering door closed leaving Torres with an annoyed look. "Yeah, sure," she mumbled with a sigh.
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