AUTHOR'S NOTE

Hiya there! Just a bit of information on this here crossover fic... It is a crossover between Doctor Who and Welcome to Night Vale, however, as of right now, there will only be WTNV characters. The story is an AU, where I use aspects and characters from both shows, but they may not exactly match up chronologically with either series.

Also, this is my first fanfiction ever, so please understand if it just sucks xD Thank you!~

disclaimer: neither WTNV or DW belong to me. Both belong to their respectful owners.


Listeners….listeners… I am so sorry… sorry… I didn't want this to happen, I swear… I tried everything… e-everything… I-I…

I'm sorry… I-I'm trying not to cry, I am…

I… I love him… You know that, listeners… I love him w-with all my h…heart… I just wasn't quick enough…Wasn't strong enough…God, I love him… I miss him…

This… is all my fault…

I'm sorry, listeners. I'll go now…

G…good night, Night Vale. G-good night…

Carlos is a coward.

It may be hard to understand that, but it's true. He isn't very courageous at all. To have courage means you have fear, and Carlos had no fear… or, at least, that's what he believed.

He is a scientist after all, and Carlos is used to looking at everything around him objectively. Everything can be explained. Everything happens for a reason, as a direct effect of some sort of cause.

That's why he wasn't afraid as he stood there in the semi-dark corridor, investigating the strange substance surrounding Cecil's workplace. He stood outside the recording studio of the legendary voice of Night Vale, studying the strange, floating, flecks of color that seeped through the crack at the bottom of the door. He took of his glasses. The flecks were gone. He put on his glasses. The flecks were back. He took off his-

At that moment, Carlos tumbled back as the door swung open and hit him square in the face. He fell back from his squatting position, rubbing his face with a small groan.

"Oh I am so sorry!"

Carlos moved his hand and looked up at the source of the voice, then realized… it wasn't just any voice. It was the voice. The voice of Night Vale.

"Oh no, it's quite alright." Carlos responded, standing up and brushing himself off, before holding out his hand to shake. "Sorry to get in your way. I'm Carlos."

Cecil looked at his hand oddly, not sure why Carlos was holding it out towards him like that. Why he offering him his hand? Surely he would detach it from his arm first if that was the case. At the mention of the man's name however, Cecil smiled and looked up. "Well of course! Carlos the scientist! Oh I know all about you!" Cecil smiled excitedly. "You talked at the town meeting! Oh yes, yes, I know about you."

Carlos slowly pulled back his hand and smiled politely. "And I of you Mister Cecil Baldwin. Pleased to meet you."

"Well, Carlos," said Cecil, still smiling, "Now that we met, I should probably tell you something."

"What is it?" Carlos questioned.

"Well, you see, Station Management is a little upset about…something.. And well…" he trailed off.

"Yes?"

"Run."

And with that, Cecil grabbed Carlos's hand and pulled him away from the office, running at top speed with Carlos tumbling behind .