A/N: The majority of this story is still being written but this is its beginning, the inspiration. We're going to go backwards and find out how they got to this point before moving forwards. So this is essentially a prologue. Hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think!
unbeta'd so all mistakes are mine
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Doctor Who. I am just playing with the characters because they play with my emotions.
TEAM TARDIS STRIKES AGAIN
That's the headline that greets major cities across the world on a Wednesday morning in January. The bank robbing duo had cleaned out a major bank in Chicago overnight in their normal style. The authorities have no idea what to do about them or how to catch them. No one even knows their target has been hit until someone arrives to open the bank the next morning and finds their business cards. One is always taped to the front door, a second left on the bank manager's desk.
In the middle of the ivory card is an embossed blue police box. Underneath that, also in blue, are the words "Team TARDIS." The card has always baffled the authorities who have no idea how the outdated police box plays in, except to possibly taunt the actual police. They have no idea what the hell "TARDIS" stands for since it is not a word that anyone has ever encountered before. The best linguists in the world have taken a look at it and offered no solutions beyond the obvious- that it was an acronym whose meaning remained a mystery.
On the back of the card, written in flowing, gold script are the names the world knows them by: "The Doctor and the Bad Wolf."
Really, they're kind of celebrities even though no one knows who they are or what they look like. Team TARDIS has robbed banks in major cities all over the world and there never seems to be a rhyme or reason behind where they hit. There will be months between one strike and the next and then two within two weeks. The public is fascinated with the atypical thieves. They're bank robbers, yes, but they don't actually keep the money they steal. As far as the police can tell, they keep enough to live and travel on but that's it. About a week following the robbery, a portion of the money is given back to the bank along with a list of the holes in their security. The Doctor and the Bad Wolf are thorough, listing all the security weaknesses they exploited as well as the ones they noticed but didn't actually use. The rest of the money mysteriously appears in the accounts of various charities or families in need around London or New York or whatever city they happen to be in. The authorities can't even reclaim the money from the charities because while it is obvious that the money came from the bank robbery, nothing can be traced or proven.
It's assumed that they hail from the UK since their first documented robbery was in London and the police box emblem they use on their calling card is also distinctly British. It's been five years since that first robbery and the police are no closer to catching them now than they were in the frenzied aftermath of the first hit. They never left any evidence, no trace that could lead back to who they actually were. They wouldn't admit it to the press but those who have investigated know that the only way these robberies will ever stop is if the Doctor and the Bad Wolf get bored.
The police don't know how right they are. The Doctor, also known as John Smith, and the Bad Wolf, Rose Tyler, rob banks for the adrenaline rush. There's more to it than that, of course; the Robin Hood element of their thefts being high on that list. But to the two of them, the rush of a successful heist cannot be matched by anything. The anticipation, the buildup as they plan out every moment, it all culminates in one night of success. John and Rose barely make it back to wherever they're staying before clothes start coming off. It might have been almost six years since their association began but the sizzling tension between them has not faded one iota. John has her backed up against the wall as soon as they're through the door of their temporary flat, mouth on her neck, hips pushing into hers. Her hands latch onto his ears and pull him up to her mouth and they laugh into their kiss, giddy with their success and relief and just how lucky they are that they found each other.