Title: Ten Slayers Never Called

Author: Raindrops on Roses

Rating: T (for language)
Category: General, Crossover

Word Count: 222

Disclaimer: I own none of the shows used herein. I'm just having a bit of fun with them.

Summary: Change is inevitable. Some changes are more drastic than others.

Author's Notes: These ficlets are based on challenge #2165 at TtH: Ten Slayers That Were Never Called. This one references "Aliens of London", the fourth episode with the Ninth Doctor.


#2: Doctor Who

Many centuries ago, the Doctor watched (at a distance, of course) while the dimensional nexus at Sunnydale, California, USA, Earth, collapsed. At that time, he was impressed by the brilliance, ingenuity, and sheer nerve displayed by the young heroes that day.

Granted, the high-and-mighty beings that labeled themselves the "Powers That Be" (pretentious gits) practically frothed at the mouth at the thought of so many Slayers being activated, but the way he figured it, they had it coming. Prats had been controlling the lives so many young girls for far too long--it was about time those same women took charge of the fight. Good for them, he thought.

Then he met Rose Tyler. She was a sweet girl, he figured; not very book-smart, but then, no one was as brilliant as him. But she was curious, and brave, and she came through in a pinch. He was glad she decided to come with him.

Until she demanded she be allowed to visit home. No matter how much he protested he didn't do domestic, she wouldn't budge on the subject, and he gave in. He had the feeling he'd be doing that a lot around her.

He might not have done had he realized he'd end up with a damn concussion.

Who the bloody hell in their right mind would make Jackie Tyler a Slayer?