Doctor Who belongs to BBC, while Star Trek and anything therein, including Star Trek Voyager, are owned by…..someone, I honestly don't know and I'm too lazy to look it up. The Doctor featured in the story is my version of the 12th Doctor. For Star Trek Voyager, this takes place during the middle of season 5.
The Doctor took several deep breaths as he tried to calm himself. The 1400 year old Time Lord had explored so much of the universe, he honestly wasn't sure he could find something new to be excited about. Ok, he knew that wasn't true, he still had so much left to explore, so many mysteries left to solve. But he had a problem; nothing seemed to catch his interest anymore. Ever since River had went off to the Library, where she would undoubtly meet one of his previous selves he had been in a, oh what's the word? Funk. True their marriage had ended with his regeneration, Time Lord Law stated that marriages are nullified by regeneration, due to the personality changes that sometimes occur. However, if both parties agree, a new ceremony takes place where the couple are rewed. Sadly, The Doctor didn't care for River Song as he once did, though she undoubtedly held a place in his heart even now.
He had spent literally a year floating around normal space in the TARDIS until he came to the conclusion he needed a change of scenery. Not just some new planet, a new universe: A place where people didn't know the tale of the old but youthful god with the blue box. However, there were two big problems he had to deal with beforehand; one was crossing the barrier from one reality to another, second was getting power to the TARDIS once he had done so.
He had managed to solve both problems after a long search. He had traveled around for a while until he had managed to track down a missing Time Lord base, used as a place of safety during the war against the Daleks. Spending an entire decade preparing for the trip, modifying the TARDIS's engines and power cells, storing up on materials for the food synthesizers, new clothes for the wardrobe, deleting old and unused TARDIS rooms in order to boost power, (he hadn't been aware until he actually looked at how many rooms the time machine had), and had even changed the desktop look, he had considered choosing a new one, but had gone with a look similar to the one he had near the end of his 7th self. Finally, after all time and work he was absolutely positive in his success. He had managed to find a black hole, a weak point in the dimensional barriers and managed to slip by, thankfully avoiding making a scene.
After arriving in the new universe, the Doctor immediately activated the modifications, which worked, allowing the TARDIS to power itself using the energy of the new universe. It had occurred to him that, if the Time Lords had been able to cross dimensions before their collapse, they must have had a way to power their various time devices. "Putting diesel in a petrol engine" he had once said. The way around that? Modify the engine to accept diesel as a source of fuel. Quite brilliant if he did say so himself. In case that hadn't worked, he had made sure to store enough energy in the reserve batteries to give the time machine enough "oomph" to get back to him to his home dimension.
Laughing in glee, he pulled down the scanner and searched for something that looked exciting, which proved to be a difficult task, not because he couldn't find anything, but because there was so much to look at that he hadn't seen yet. He decided to let the TARDIS choose their first destination, trusting her judgment to get him somewhere good. He briefly considered turning on the recently repaired chameleon circuit, but worried if he did, he would be stranded at wherever he landed, because instead of looking for whatever the TARDIS turned into he would search for a police box.
After a short time, the TARDIS engines made their unique and familiar whooshing sound as it landed wherever it had chosen. Looking at the scanner, he found it to be a saloon of some kind, taking note in the different styles of clothing. Some were wearing older fashions of clothes, some wore a uniform of some sort, something he immediately noticed many wearing were strange badges on their lapels. Straightening, he made his way to the wardrobe. First impressions were everything and he wanted to make a good one.
The Borg woman turned astrometrics officer, Seven of Nine, looked around the hologram of Chez Sandrine, taking note of all the crewmen inside at the moment. She saw many of the crew she knew, and some she didn't, but the person that caught her eye wasn't a crewmember, but one of the holograms. He was tall and pale skinned, with a face that wasn't unpleasant to look at, with intense green eyes. He was wearing a black outfit of a design she couldn't quite place, and a hat she recognized as a fedora. He was looking around before he made his way to the bar next to her, leaning against it, hands on the lapel of his jacket.
"Hello," he spoke, his voice having a somewhat interesting accent, British she was sure, "I'm The Doctor, I just got in." Seven of Nine was about to reply when his name caught up to her.
"The Doctor? You are not the holoprojection of the Medical Officer." She stated. The man blinked before looking at her.
"I'm no holoprojection. That's a doctor, whereas I am The Doctor. The original and definitive article one could call me. What's your name?"
"I go by the designation Seven of Nine." She replied. She got the feeling this projection was very different from the others she had encountered in her lessons to be more human-like, but at the same time she had a strange sense of familiarity with it.
"Seven of Nine? Interesting name. What's with that eyebrow piercing of yours, fashion statement?" he asked her, sitting on a barstool.
"Hardly, they are my Borg implants."
"Borg implants? Never heard of them, but I must admit they look interesting. Tell me about these, Borg if you wouldn't mind." Seven blinked, finding the request odd, but saw no reason to avoid it, and talking about it with someone who didn't know, and by extension, hate the Borg could be enjoyable.
"The Borg is a collective race, acquiring races and technology they encounter and adding it to their own. I was a Borg drone for many years until I was taken away from them by Captain Jane way and the Voyager Crew. It was….difficult not being a part of the collective, having to learn to become an individual, not having the collective in my mind with me, being alone." The Doctor listened, and after a moment, put in his input.
"Believe it or not I know what you mean. Before, it's like no matter what happens in the back of your mind there's a voice in the back of your head, telling you everything will be alright, that you have someone to help you. Then, you wake up one morning, with a new body, new face, new surroundings, but the thing that you realize instantly, those voices are gone, and they'll never come back."
Seven thought perhaps this Doctor was a creation of the EMH Doctor designed to help her past her "issues" concerning the collective, however, the truth was The Doctor did have an idea of what she was talking about, because it was the same thing he had gone through concerning the loss of his people, and subsequent regeneration. Seven opened her mouth to saw something when the voice of the Captain came through.
"Janeway to the Holodeck, sorry to spoil everyone's fun, but I need everyone at their posts. Seven, Tuvok and Paris, head up to the bridge." Many of the people groaned in displeasure and headed for an archway that appeared out of nowhere. Seven looked at the Doctor before walking out, ending the simulation as she did so. No one had noticed that a man and a blue box hadn't vanished. Looking around, the Doctor walked into the TARDIS used the scanner to gain as much knowledge about this ship and the people in it as he could. After that he removed the brakes in order to allow the TARDIS to travel silently, and materialized in the room currently occupied by Seven of Nine and a group of human and humanoids. Silently stepping out of the TARDIS, he took out a pad of paper and a pencil, writing down the various things that was said by the woman in red at the end of the table.
Captain Janeway was in the middle of finishing the daily briefing, informing the senior staff of what she hoped to accomplish in the next few days as they entered a new solar system. Finishing her report, she turned to address her crew face to face, however someone caught her eye.
"Who the hell are you and how did you get on board my ship!?" She asked of the stranger. Everyone turned to see a tall pale man in black writing something down, a large blue box right behind him. Seven of Nine's eyes widened when she realized it was the holoprojection she had been talking to. Then she remembered how he had stated he was not a holoprojection. The man looked up and smiled, waving his hand in a fashion that indicated he felt Janeway should continue talking, before returning his attention to the object in his hands. After a moment he realized everyone's attention was on him and slowly looked up, putting the pad into his pocket and held up his hands in a non threatening gesture.
"Ahh, Hello. Well, this is slightly awkward. Don't worry, I come in relative peace." He said.
"Relative peace? What the hell does that mean?" asked Tom Paris.
"I'm willing to play nice as long as you are. Let's start again. Hello. I'm the Doctor, wonderful to meet you all. I'm new in the area, in the universe to be more specific. Would anyone like a jelly baby? I think I have a bag in my pocket." As the Doctor reached into his pocket he found three strange weapons, phasers, pointed at him, causing him to jump back. "Hey, if you didn't want any just say so."
"Until we determine whether or not you're a threat to the safety and security of my ship you'll be confined to the brig. I hope you understand." Said Captain Janeway. The Doctor nodded.
"Very well, I'll cooperate." He said as he held his hands out, as though waiting to be put in handcuffs as he is lead out of the room and to the brig. Janeway began talking to Chakotay and Tuvok about the best way to deal with this strange visitor, while Paris and B'Elanna tried to study the strange blue box he had left in the room, finding that they were unable to gain access to it. Seven stood still, thinking before walking out of the room.
A few minutes later, Seven walked into the mess hall, where she found the morale officer, Neelix preparing some sort of meal looking up at the sound of the door opening, the Talaxian smiles and gives her a small wave.
"Ah Seven, what perfect timing. It seems we have a new visitor with quite an appetite. He kindly requested some food the kind that quote "remind the cook of his home in a way that would make him smile, provided the cook's home is a happy place and not a depressing one." Sounds like an interesting fellow." He told her as he added some spices to the meal he was making.
"He is indeed interesting." Seven stated in her usual tone of voice. "Merely talking with him is a very…..unusual activity. If it is not too much trouble I would like to accompany you for when you deliver his meal." Neelix looked up and blinked, surprised, but gave her a happy smile and nodded.
"Of course, I'm not going to refuse company, and if you find something interesting, then it must be quite something." Seven tried to ignore Neelix at that point, uncertain if he was making conversation or trying to make some subtle point. Once he had prepared the food they went down to the brig, and found the E.M.H. Doctor using a scanner on the new Doctor, both talking and trading questions and enjoying the exchange if the tone of voice was any indication. A security detail guarded the stranger.
"So you're the Medical Doctor are you? And a hologram at that. Tell me, just how are you able to move around so much? Holographical projectors everywhere?" The Doctor asked.
"Not exactly, I possess a mobile emitter that allows me to travel anywhere I wish. And before you ask, yes it'd very advanced. You have a very unique biostructure. At first I believed you to be human, but your internal structures are very different from anything I have ever encountered." The E.M.H stated. The new Doctor smiled and nodded.
"Well you can't judge everything by external appearances. Oh more new people, I just love meeting new people. Hello I'm the Doctor." He stated, excitedly shaking Neelix's hand. "Oh food smells nice." As the Doctor, the new one, reached for the plate, Captain Janeway walked in.
"Doctor..."
"Yes?" "Yes?" Both Doctors answered her at the same time. Janeway paused before pointing to the one she was referring to.
"I've thought about it and decided to allow you to stay on board for a short time, until you give me reason to not allow you on. I'll have someone brief you on the mission of the ship soon."
"No need, I looked into the history of the ship shortly after I arrived. Trapped 70,000 light years from your home planet, trying to find a way home. So fascinating to be honest. I'll help you return home in any way I can, however I can only assist. In the end it must be you and your crew that must be the ones to do the important work. Now, I am knowledgeable in many many things, so just point me in the direction of wherever you want me and be amazed." The Doctor said, clasping his hands behind his back, a pleasant smile on his face.
Captain Janeway nodded and turned to Chakotay.
"Lets find some quarters for The Doctor."
"No need, I'm quite content staying inside my TARDIS. Giving me quarters wouldn't be a good use of resources. I just need a place to park my box." Seven looked up, seeing an opportunity to get to know the Doctor better.
"Captain, if the Doctor doesn't require much space, perhaps allowing him to both have a place to have his quarters without disturbing anyone." The crew turned to the former Borg, surprised that she had spoken up.
"Very well Seven, as long as you don't have a problem with it, we'll have allow the Doctor to use his "TARDIS" and stay within the cargo hold." Captain Janeway approved. The Doctor turned and left, heading up to the briefing room to fetch his TARDIS. Seven returned to the Cargo Hold, waiting for the Doctor to return, when suddenly a strange wheezing filled the air, along with a strange light. Turning, she saw the blue box from before slowly begin to appear out of thin air. After it had fully materialized, the door opened revealing the Doctor, who smiled.
"Want to take a look inside?" He asked before stepping back inside. Confused, Seven walked into the box and looked around the inside in surprise.
"Welcome to my TARDIS: Time And Relative Dimension In Space. It can take me anywhere and any when I want. And yes, it's bigger on the inside."
I hope you like my story. Please review, it lets me know if I should bother writing a second chapter.