When the Roads Meet
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: (Leverage) The Last Dam Job, Season 4 finale; (Doctor Who) General spoilers for Season 6 but nothing specific except Amy and Rory's status after "The God Complex"
Summary: What is Sophie's real name really?
AN: If you're the old school Doctor Who fan you might want to turn back now because I do something with a character from old school I'm pretty sure you're not gonna like!
Disclaimers: I don't own either Leverage or Doctor Who and nothing has been made by this fic. Please don't sue me!
AN 2: Seriously TURN back now if you don't like a new interpetation to an old school character!
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"What's this?"
Sophie turned around to see Nate holding an old pocketwatch in his hand. They had been busy all day cleaning out her apartment, getting ready for the move to Portland. Taking the watch from him, she shrugged. "I don't know. It's just an old pocketwatch I picked up from somewhere." She flipped it over in her hands.
"From a mark maybe?" Nate suggested at seeing her puzzlement, and when she shrugged at that he added, "Or maybe it was from one of your past lovers?"
Sophie's angry eyes stopped looking at the watch and found his. "For your information, Nathan Ford, I don't have any past lovers! I had boyfriends!" She clicked the watch's button to open it. "And if I did I wouldn't have kept any keepsakes from..."
The moment the pocketwatch opened an eerie light of different colors and overlapping voices filled the room. They both saw flashes of strangely dressed people they'd never seen and places so ethereal that they could only be alien. But the scariest part of all was when Sophie looked into his eyes, Nate didn't recognize anymore, because they somehow had become the eyes of a stranger.
"Sophie?" Nate was cut off from saying anything further as faint, distant grinding noises started to be heard from a corner of the apartment, and a peculiar breeze blew from the corner of the room. "What the..." Then out of thin air a tall blue box begin to materialize. In a matter of a few seconds it had become solid, and its door popped open to reveal a young man who was dressed in an old fashioned sort of way which included a bowtie!
He saw Nate first, and with a bit too much cheer said, "Oh hello! I'm the Doctor!"
"Doctor who?"
The woman who had Sophie's face and voice interrupted the exchange."Well Doctor, I see you've regenerated again."
"So have you, whoever you are, you are certainly a Time Lord."
"A time what?"
The Doctor completely ignored the question, and continued. "I know this because I can feel that you are. I also know it because I programmed the TARDIS to immediately take me to any time period in which she may have sensed the emergence of a Time Lord from hiding."
"You actually wrote a program to detect other Time Lords?"
"Yes, as a bit of precautionary measure to eliminate the possibility I would ever be surprised again since surprises can be such an ugly bit of business." At the inquisitive arching of her eyebrow he added, "The Master."
"Ah yes, he can be something of bother, can't he?"
"Especially when he's able to catch you unaware."
Nate stepped in between them. "Will someone please tell me what is going on? Or at least tell me why someone who looks and sounds like my girlfriend isn't?"
"I'm afraid it's rather simple, Nate." The not Sophie yet it was Sophie began to explain in a tone that sounded superior yet sympathetic, "My name is Romanadvoratrelundar and I'm from a planet far from Earth called Gallifrey. My people fought, and lost a war to an enemy that is beyond your comprehension. I don't remember what happened in those final moments my planet still existed but I evidently made the decision to take refuge among your kind as one of you. The woman you know as Sophie Devereaux does not exist."
To Be Continued/Concluded. . .
