I'm getting carried away with ideas! So many things are like, BOOM DO THIS! So sorry if there's a lot going on.
Enjoy!
"What do you mean you don't like it!" The Doctor asked.
"Too curly, we've been curly before! And I mean it's not ginger, but I see you've got yourself one of those!" The meta crisis doctor leaned over and grinned at Rory who seemed to have forgotten he was in his wives body.
"I'm not ging... Oh yeah I am." Rory grasped the red locks, sighing.
"This isn't my hair though. That's my hair." The Doctor pointed at Sherlock who smiled and waved, "It seems that we have a mind displacement anomaly to figure out!"
"Oooh, haven't had one of those in years. Exciting stuff, alright then, allons-y." He started to walk away and then stopped, turning back to the Doctor, "But you see... There's something I have to ask."
"I'm not here for Rose. I'd never do that to you." He smiled softly, and the other man grinned.
"Good!" He turned and guided the group to the lift. They were in there for a few minutes until the doors finally opened to a white corridor, there were a few people in lab coats here and there.
"Who's Rose?" John asked River as they began walking down a long hall.
"One of the Doctor's old companions, she was one of the only girl's he's ever loved. He loved her so much he gave her a copy of himself." River gestured toward the meta crisis doctor.
"You mean, that's him? He looks nothing like that."
"It's the regeneration before him." River answered, looking at John and seeing his confused face, "Time Lords cheat death by regenerating, they change everything, their face, their personality, their body. It's the price they pay to keep living. I've regenerated a couple times myself."
"You're a Time Lord?" John asked, "But I thought you were their daughter." He motioned to Rory and Amy.
"I am, but I was conceived in the time vortex, a child of the TARDIS I am, that gives me Time Lord abilities." She explained.
"Right, I'm just going to stop asking questions." John replied and River smiled. The meta crisis glanced back at River, smiling softly, his brow furrowed.
"It would seem he's met me before." River whispered.
"Not asking anymore questions." John smiled.
"We're here. Research laboratory. Now who all needs switching back?" The DoctorDonna asked.
"I need to switch back with Sherlock, and Amy needs to switch back with Rory." The Doctor answered, causing the other man to raise an eyebrow.
"Doctor, what are you doin?" A female voice asked and immediately the Doctor's face softened.
"Ah, Rose... I um..." Meta crisis cleared his throat, trying to find the right words, "It would seem we have a problem."
"What is it?" The blonde looked wide eyed from doctor to doctor.
"It's nice to see you again, Rose Tyler." The Doctor said, smiling at his former companion. She looked at him, slight confusion on her face until she met his eyes.
"D-Doctor?" She asked, hesitantly.
"Kind of." He smiled.
"I've never seen that look on Sherlock's face before, so the Doctor must really love her." John whispered to Amy.
"Yeah, he talks about her all the time, says he would have torn apart all of time and space just to see her again." Amy replied and continued staring at the scene in front of her. Rose placed a hand on the side of the Doctor's face, but his eyes flicked over to Sherlock.
"You see Rose, I did regenerate, but this isn't me. That's me."
"In the bow tie?" She said, smiling, "Don't you think it's kind of... Silly?"
"No! It's cool." He said, her hand still on the side of his face. The meta crisis cleared his throat and the Doctor finally took his eyes from hers, stepping back and getting a good look at her, "Well I'll be... I didn't even notice before."
"Yeah, we got married two years ago. It's been six since you dropped us off." She smiled, stepping back and grasping the duplicate doctor's hand.
"How far along are you?" Amy asked, smiling.
"Five months, three weeks and 14 hours." The DoctorDonna replied, grinning from ear to ear.
"Brilliant." The Doctor said, giving them both a smile, "Now let's figure out how to get me back into my own body."
"Are you sure you don't want to keep that one?" Meta crisis asked, raising his brow, "It's a bit more... Wait did you say Sherlock?"
"What like Sherlock Holmes?" Rose said, looking between the two men, "Isn't he dead?"
"In this universe, yes." Sherlock responded, "But in mine, no. I'm very much alive, as you can see."
"So you've gone through two different universes Doctor?" Rose asked.
"It would seem so." The Doctor frowned.
"You're just going wild now. Never would have happened back in my day." The duplicate said. They headed into the room, which was filled with equipment for experiments and testing, Sherlock felt his hearts speed up, it was like he was in his own personal heaven. He noticed a table full of ash and made a mental note to check it out later.
"Hey! I try my best, things have gotten really tough you know. The only break I've gotten is being erased from the Dalek mainframe, they have no clue who the Doctor is anymore."
"Really! Isn't that something." Meta crisis said, leaning against a big machine, "Step on in, we'll have a look inside."
"What is this thing?" Amy asked, walking up to the giant metal box, "Looks like a photo booth."
"It's just a special x-ray that can detect telepathic mind fields, it should be able to detect the shift that caused your consciousness to swap with one another." Rose answered, her arms crossed in front of her, "It's really quite something, the Doctor invented it his first year here. It's really come in handy with Cybermen outbreaks."
"So you still call yourself the Doctor?" Sherlock asked, "Wouldn't you want a normal name?"
"Well to the rest of the world I'm John Smith... But to close friends and family I'm still the Doctor, yeah. I don't see any reason why she should have to call me something else. She knew me as the Doctor, even though I'm part human, it doesn't mean I'm not the same guy."
"Part human?" Rory asked, opening the door to the box.
"Long story." Rose answered, "Say, would anyone like a cuppa? Break room's just around the corner."
"I'd love one." John answered, and they headed around to the break room. The two blondes reached the room and began to fill the kettle.
"So what's your name then? Do you travel with him?" Rose asked, looking at the tanned soldier.
"Nah, I'm Sherlock's companion..." He cleared his throat, "I mean, John. John Watson."
"Really! Ha! That's great, really. It's brilliant." She grinned widely, her tongue poking through, "What's he like? Sherlock? I didn't know him in this universe, hardly anyone did. The only person that really, truly knew him was the man that killed him, James Moriarty. They were some sort of crime solving team, until Sherlock figured out all the crimes were being created by Jim, that's what got him killed."
"Really? Sherlock and Moriarty a team? Interesting." John said, mouth slightly agape as he grabbed a pack of tea.
"Yeah, my mate Molly knew them. Said knew Jim when he worked in the IT department at St. Barts, said that he and Sherlock really hit it off at first, she thought they were a couple... Everyone did actually. Then one day these kids got kidnapped and it turned out that Jim was the one who did it. He turned on Sherlock and next thing you know, the poor guy is found dead in his flat, Jim disappeared."
"Sounds familiar... Save the Sherlock being dead in his flat bit. In my universe he jumped off a building." John said, pouring the hot water over a tea bag.
"Jumped off a building? How is he still alive?" Rose asked, bewildered.
"He faked it, bloody great git he is. Didn't tell me he was alive for two whole years."
"So I wonder what was different in this universe, if he faked his death in yours, why couldn't he here?"
"Apparently I died before I could meet Sherlock. So... His life was completely different."
"Holmes without Watson, yeah I'd say that would cause the great consulting detective's life to end up in shambles." Rose said, adding milk to her tea, "Do you want some?" She asked.
"No thanks, don't take it. But, you read the books too, being from the Doctor's universe?" John asked.
"Yeah, my favorite books growin up. I always thought there was a slight homosexual undertone to the characters. Till Watson got married that is." Rose said, looking at John, "Oh, sorry. I didn't mean that you two are homosexuals." She laughed nervously.
"No no, it's alright. Everyone thinks that." John said, blushing a bit.
"You've gone red." Rose said, smiling, "You like him."
"I'm not... Quite sure what I feel for him. It's confusing. My wife died a year ago, and I'm laughing and smiling like it never even happened."
"You're not a bad person for moving on, John. I'm sure she wouldn't want you to sit around grieving all day long."
"True, but Sherlock... He's not really an emotional person. He doesn't believe in sentiment, he thinks it's a sign of weakness." John answered, sipping his hot beverage. Rose half smiled and rested her hand on his as John continued, "Besides, I think if I told him I had deeper feelings for him, he'd push me away so it wouldn't interfere with his work."
"I'm sure it'll work out." She said, John smiled in response and her eyes caught a glimpse of a tweed jacket disappearing from the doorway.
WAAAAHTTTTT! This is turning into more of a super collision of all my favorite characters in a really intricate Johnlock fic. Oh well!
Am I getting in over my head?
