Tesseraction Chapter 2: Leave Me Alone I'm Lonely, a x-overs fanfic

"Leave Me Alone (I'm Lonely)" is by Pink. I figured it was the perfect song because here, everyone's trying to be a brave and everything, even though they're scared.

Chapter I: Leave Me Alone (I'm Lonely)

"Doctor?" Varda looked at the bloody man before her.

In response, the man burst into a flash of light. A completely different man panted in front of her. Varda ran a hand through her hair and sighed like she was a lost puppy, although she knew exactly what who the man was. Endless conversations with a boyfriend obsessed with sci-fi couldn't drive her wrong.

"Well, I guess I have to explain first, since this whole universes-melting-together thing is partly my fault," she began.

"Universes melting together?" the man looked confused as much as he felt glad for the distraction.

Varda looked up at the ceiling. "Let me explain," she said, tired. ****

"Kill him," the man said indifferently. He got up and began to pace.

"That's not so simple, and you know it," she said in response.

"What else can we do?" the man whirled around and gestured violently with his hands.

"We can freeze his body. There's always a loophole. Nothing can ever be perfect, not even Nature," Varda said. "We can freeze his body until we find a way to fly into that loophole."

"Fine, but kill him first, and by first, I mean now," the Doctor said.

"You're used to giving orders," Varda raised an eyebrow.

"Yes I am," the Doctor's eyes darkened until Varda could no longer see them. She turned and opened the Tardis door. Then she frowned and motioned for the Doctor to join her. He frowned.

"I didn't move us anywhere," he said.

"I know you didn't. This is a tesseract," she said, indicating.

"Shall we?" the Doctor raised his arm. "And do you know where we are, by any chance?"

"We're in the week before the Titanic disaster," Varda said. "Can I call you 'Bela,' since you're not gonna tell me your name?'

The man looked at her in surprise. "Are you a psychiatrist?"

"Didn't take long for you to catch on, did it? And yes, I am. Don't freak about my age, okay, Bela?" she looked at him as if afraid she offended him somehow.

"I'm alright," Bela said lightly.

"We both know that's gonna be the understatement of the century. I may not know what just happened very well, but I know what it means when someone reacts like you are right now to everything. And I know it well," Varda said. "You need a distraction. Unfortunately, there are very few things we can do if we can't go through a door." ****

"Varda just fell through the floor," Sayen pointed out the window on the door with a shaking hand.

Callia turned, startled. She looked lost, and Sayen was afraid.

"What do we do now?" she asked, panicking.

Callia pulled out her phone. "Sam?" she asked. "I need you to kill Ken. Well, if you don't, the universe blows itself up!" ****

"We just saved a family from the Titanic disaster," Varda sounded very awed as she clutched Bela's arm. She could barely breathe, let alone walk, in the corset by herself.

"It was amazing, wasn't it?" Bela smiled smugly.

"Yes," Varda let to tip of her head touch his bicep. "But next time, can we go somewhere where I don't have to wear silk?" Varda touched her blue silk dress with Russian trim. "I feel disgusting, like I'm wearing human skin."

"Duly noted," Bela looked at Varda with a touch of respect. Varda smiled shyly and ducked her head down. "Do me a favor. Don't act like you think you don't deserve to live."

"I don't think I don't deserve to live. I know I don't deserve to live. I'm just alive because all my suicide attempts make me feel even worse about my failures," Varda said, eyes downcast.

"Don't," Bela sounded slightly panicky. Varda reminded herself that he wasn't going to be happy with the thought of betrayal for a while.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything," Varda looked down again.

"Don't apologize," Bela sounded impatient.

"Sucks for you, because more than a quarter of my daily language is made up of apologies," Varda smiled wryly.

"Well, it's going to be up to me to help you get a fix of self-esteem. Where the hell are we?" he demanded suddenly. He opened the Tardis door to reveal a man who was getting roused awake by noise.

"Oh, crap," Varda covered her face.

The now-wide awake man was Andres Hansen. ****

"We have to do something about this, mess," Callia said. The first time she opened the door, she had walked into the Tardis. The second time, she lied glibly to get Luna, Remus, Hermione, and Ginny inside. This time, she found herself in an apartment in New York, judging from the street noises from the window. And if there was any place that it was unanimously decided to avoid, it was the Big Apple.

Speaking of apples, a large chunk of one fell out of Ben Sheffield's gaping mouth. Henry Gibson picked it up.

"Who are you?" the latter asked casually.

"I could ask you the same question," Callia shot back.

"I'm Sayen Reid, this is my ex-sister Calantha, formerly known as Calanthe, and I know that this information will not travel to where it could potentially harm her existence, Henry and Ben," Sayen said, hopping gracefully from the Tardis entrance.

"You're not Doctor-bloody-Who," said Ben.

"Trust you to say something I can't make heads or tails of," Sayen retorted rather petulantly.

Callia and Ben, both sci-fi freaks, went into a long rant about said television show.

"Trust them," Sayen muttered as she took Henry's hand and led him inside. She closed the door and opened it again.

"I've been stalked before, but this certainly takes the cake," Andres said reflectively over a hot cup of tea.

"Is this jasmine?" Varda asked casually.

"Yes," Andres was taken aback by her question. It seemed so normal in situations that were so obviously the opposite that it was no longer considered a normal question.

"Good. I like jasmine," Varda poured a ton of sugar into it.

"Whoa, steady there," Sayen said, walking inside. "Have some tea with your sugar."

The whole room laughed. Tension, even over stalkers, dissipated. That allowed Callia and Varda to fill in the blanks for everyone about the causes of the tesseract. Henry, Hermione, and Bela helped tell the story of what it did.

"In conclusion, you should all be very careful when you open doors. If there are people, let them in and when this is all over, nobody will believe them anyway," Bela said.

"Got it, Doc-Boy," Sayen smirked. Bela glared at her. She chuckled.

"First step, is Ken dead yet? I shouldn't have closed the door," Callia grumbled as she opened it again.

Andres dropped his teacup when he saw the blonde dumpling. She was sitting at a desk doing homework or something.

"Um, who the hell are you?" she asked when she could speak again.

"I could ask you the same question," Sayen smirked, grasping Luna's hand in one of hers and waving lazily with the other.

"Lauren," Lauren seemed to blush at her own name.

"Okay, Lauren. Kindly enter this room," Varda said.

"Why?" Lauren was just a tiny bit suspicious.

"There's someone staring at you, thinking very dirty thoughts, and he's the guy who hasn't reacted to the fact that there's a puddle of boiling hot tea on his foot," Varda said.

Only then did Andres look down and give a holler.

Lauren and Sayen looked at Varda very curiously, especially at the fact that she was wearing an unreadable expression.

"How did you know that?" Sayen asked.

Varda's eyes rolled back into her head and she fell backward. Callia caught her with a startled cry.

"What's wrong with her?" Sayen demanded as Bela put her in a tube.

"There's too much brain activity. There shouldn't be that many thoughts per minute in any human without overheating," he said. "Does she have any abilities I don't know about, especially psychicness?"

"She's part dragon," Callia said with a snap of her fingers.

"She's a Morpher?" Bela looked frightened. "Ordinary human bodies aren't designed for that sort of stress."

"With all due respect, Varda isn't an ordinary human. She's got an IQ to rival yours," Callia said, following him into another room (luckily, it had no door.)

"I understood that the moment I heard she's part dragon," Bela said, openly mocking Sayen. To Sayen's credit, she understood the gravity of the situation well enough to not bristle.

"What do we do?" was all she said.

"We have to get her to give her power to someone else. Someone who can better withstand the splitting," said Bela, carrying the girl effortlessly onto a gurney.

"Give it to me. I'm used to being conflicted," Sayen said, grabbing the items Bela pointed.

"I don't think you know what that entails," Callia said, doing the same thing. "What Varda's feeling is like being on ecstasy. And trust me, I know all about it."

"I can take it better than her," Sayen nodded to the still girl on the bed. "I can't feel pain."

"You overheat more easily than her," Callia argued.

"She's very smart and could figure out another situation, whereas I can't," Sayen said.

Callia gave her armful of objects to Bela and leaned with her wrist against the wall. "Give it to her," she told Bela with a jerk of her chin in Sayen's direction.

"I was going to do it to myself, but she'll do," Bela only hesitated a single moment, which made Sayen slightly afraid. ****

"How do you feel?" Callia's voice was faraway, and Varda's vision was blurry. It quickly cleared enough, however, for her to see Sayen lying lifeless beside her. She screamed.

"Sorry. I should've warned you first that there's a comatose girl next to you," Bela nodded.

"No problem. With all the stuff I felt going on in your head, I'm surprised you don't forget more," Varda stifled a yawn. "Anyway, you want to siphon her psychic energy somewhere else, like a machine. A machine will not only get a consciousness, but it'll contain a very powerful force in the universe."

"You're psychic normally, aren't you?" Bela asked.

"No. Callia was mouthing what she wanted. I just stopped listening to your pointless blather and focused on her," Varda shrugged.

Bela was about to say something, but he snapped his mouth shut in favor of helping Callia with taking a panel off the Tardis. "How do we siphon the energy out of her?"

"Um, you'll want to ask her," Varda nodded helplessly at Sayen.

"She's too asleep," Bela said.

"No, duh. But you're not a human. I know you can kinda get in her head. So do that and ask her," Varda said like it was more obvious than Bela's previous statement. And then there was a bleeping sound.