A/N: And we're back! With another sporadic update! This chapter is AU. Spoiler Warning: Warehouse 13 Season 1 Episode 4 'Claudia' (not really but kinda.)
Disclaimer: I don't own Warehouse 13 or Doctor Who
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"You have to help me save him," she pleaded.
"I swear…whatever happens, however hard…we will save him."
. . .
"So," she says, adjusting the minerals and jumper cables. "Nine hundred, huh?" He smiles sadly.
"Yes…well, closer to a thousand now, really." Oh, he's getting old.
"Wow," she mutters. "Long time to be around, I guess." She coughs and swipes at her nose. It's started bleeding again. She turns away so he won't see, but of course he notices, in spite of her best efforts. "How long since…." she bites her lip and doesn't finish her question, and he knows what she was going to ask. How long since you lost the others? How long since you started running?
How long have you been alone?
"Not long," he tells her. It's a lie, of course, but that's what he does. He lies. "A few hundred years. It gets tricky with time travel, though."
"Geez," she breathes. "I feel like such a wimp...twelve years compared to a hundred…" She stops fiddling with the equipment. Lets out a shuddering sigh.
He looks over his shoulder and studies her face. She's nineteen years old; so incredibly young…such a stark contrast to his centuries of living. But her eyes are older. Experienced. They've seen more than her nineteen years let on.
Young and old, all at once. Because she's the last of her kind.
Just like him.
. . .
Another day, another drabble! For those who might be confused, this fic is a kind of 'what if.' Instead of seeking Artie's help, Claudia somehow got the Doctor involved in saving Joshua. So...yep! Hope y'all enjoyed it! Even if you didn't, feel free to drop a review! :D