Here finally is the new chapter for this story. :-) Sorry, that it took so long. I was stuck on a scene and didn't manage to finish it. :-(
Anyway, since it has been a while since I posted the last chapters you might not remember everything that happened in the story. Of course you are always welcome to reread the whole fic, but if you don't have the time or don't want to read everything again, you might want to check out my picspam for the fic. It has brief summaries of some of the important scenes, which might help you remember better. ;-) You can see/read it here
. Chapter 2 of it has spoilers (and a spoiler warning at the right place) for future chapters (not just this one). Be careful, if you don't want to be spoiled.
This chapter is going to have some guest stars again. But this time I'll let you read and find out, so that it is a surprise (well, until you see the icons :-))).
Thanks a lot to pagan_sun on lj for betaing this chapter again. :-)
And now, to the fic...
Dean grinned as Cara told him about her world and some of the adventures she and her friends had been through. He liked to listen to her and he definitely preferred her company over the wizards. The old man was very eager to get information about anything from his and Jack’s world and their travels. Luckily Jack was the type of guy who enjoyed to hear himself talk, which had allowed Dean to fall back and start a conversation with the hot blonde. Besides that Dean felt like it was more important to get some information about the planet they were on than boast about his own ‘adventures’. As far as he could tell the planet sounded like it was stuck somewhere in the middle ages, in comparison to Earth. There was no technology, like Jack had already stated. Instead magic was used frequently. In Dean’s opinion Cara was the only good thing about this place.
Cara then started to ask him questions and as they talked time flew by. The sun started to set and Richard suggested that they make camp for the night. Dean didn’t really like the thought of stopping for the night, but walking around in the dark in an unfamiliar forest in a world he knew hardly anything about probably wasn’t the best idea.
“I am going to hunt,” Cara stated. She was soon joined by Richard and the two of them disappeared.
“Excellent,” Zedd exclaimed. “I am hungry already.” Then he turned to Jack and Dean. “Do any of you cook?”
Dean frowned. “I’m more the hunting kind of guy.” That said he pulled his gun and headed into the forest. He hunted demons, ghosts, vampires and all sorts of nasty creatures. How hard could it be to find a rabbit or something for dinner? Well, that was if there were any rabbits on this fucking planet.
After about an hour Dean started to get really frustrated. Either there were no animals in the whole forest or they knew exactly where he was and how to avoid ending up as dinner. Then the air started to smell deliciously, which meant that there actually were animals around and Cara or Richard had found them. He sighed. Admitting defeat wasn’t really in his nature, but his stomach was growling and he could hardly see anything anymore. With a sigh he walked back to the camp site, following the smell and voices he soon heard. Then he frowned as Jack’s voice became louder. Apparently the guy told another one of his fantastic stories. Did anyone actually want to hear what he had to say? The adventures were probably all made up anyway. The story then ended and roaring laughter could be heard. Dean rolled his eyes as the others came into view. Then he frowned. Jack was now leaning close to Cara, whispering something to her. And by the looks of it she seemed to enjoy his attention. Did the guy have to hit on every girl Dean liked?
Richard ate silently and watched as Jack and Dean seemed to compete for Cara’s attention. At first Dean had been all moody when he returned from his unsuccessful hunt. But that soon changed and he started to flirt with Cara, trying to get her attention away from Jack. Cara seemed to enjoy the attention from both of them. It wasn’t often that men treated a Mord-Sith that way. They usually feared them. Richard was happy for Cara, which was the only reason why he didn’t get involved and tried to find out if the two men were actually interested in Cara or simply tried to win her attention to triumph over each other. They seemed rather competitive and not really like friends at all. Well, they would probably leave soon anyway. They were looking for their friends and a way to return to their own world. Cara knew that and hopefully wouldn’t read too much into their advances.
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Faith opened her eyes and winced. Her shoulder hurt like hell.
“How are you feeling?” someone asked. Faith blinked, until her eyes focused on the face above her. It was Martha. She started to remember waking up before. Martha had set her shoulder and apparently she blacked out.
“5 by 5,” Faith answered, then groaned as she tried to sit up.
Martha raised an eyebrow at Faith’s answer, then pushed the slayer back down.
“Don’t move. You need to rest.”
“Yeah, of course you are. But staying still won’t kill you, will it?” Faith glared at her and Martha smirked.
“Listen, I’m sorry,” she then started.
“Losing my grip and knocking you out of the TARDIS.”
“As if that was your fault. What the hell happened anyway?” The TARDIS had been fine when they went back to get Buffy and Ruby. And then it started to go crazy all of a sudden. Faith wished she had been able to catch the Doctor and Rose. The Doctor surely would have been able to get the TARDIS under control again. But she had missed him by inches. And then she hadn’t managed to close the door either. Well, at least she had been able to catch Martha and cushion her fall a little with her own body. Slayer injuries healed a lot faster than human ones after all.
“No idea. The TARDIS has done a lot of strange things, but never anything like this.”
Faith sighed. “Any sign of the others? Or the TARDIS?”
“No. I don’t even know which way we came from.”
“We’ll find them,” Faith said. They just had to. “Unless they find us first.” The Doctor had been able to detect Buffy’s slayer power with his sonic screwdriver before. He surely could do the same now and find her. He had to be alive to do that of course, but she refused to even think about the possibility that he could be dead.
“I’m sure they will. We just need to stay here and they’ll show up. Wouldn’t want to walk off in the wrong direction,” Martha said. Of course that wasn’t the real reason she wanted to stay put. Faith had a dislocated shoulder and probably a broken rib or two. Slayer or no slayer, Martha wanted her to rest.
Martha sat leaning against a tree. Faith was asleep, which was a good thing. But she had to promise her that they would go and look for the others in the morning. Well, that should give the Doctor some time to find them. Hopefully he’d be here soon. Without him finding the TARDIS would be kind of pointless. No one else could fly it anyway.
Taking a deep breath Martha looked around. Judging by the vegetation they could be anywhere, a deserted place on Earth or a number of alien planets. They could even be in an alternate reality with no way home. Well, she had wanted to run as far away as possible. She probably had managed that. Shivering slightly she moved a little closer to the fire she had made and warmed her hands.
Then a shadow suddenly fell over the light from the fire. Martha looked up surprised. She hadn’t heard anyone come. It was a blond woman dressed in dark red leather.
Martha was about to get up and greet her, when the woman spoke: “Martha Jones, how lovely to meet you.”
Martha stared at the woman. She had never seen her before. How did she know her name?
“I’ve been told a lot about you.” She grinned and Martha felt a shiver run down her spine.
“Who are you and what do you want?”
“My name is Denna, but you can call me Mistress.” She grinned again. “And what do I want? Hm, to have a bit of fun. But what I want isn’t really important here. What you should be worried about is what he wants.”
Martha stared at the woman. Somehow she had the feeling that Denna was crazy. But she was also dangerous. She could see it in her eyes.
“And who is he?”
“The Master, of course.”
Before Martha had time to fully take in that information Denna lunged forward, pulling out some kind of stick. Martha stepped aside, but Denna was quick. She was about to hit her with the stick when she was suddenly yanked away.
“Faith,” Martha breathed as the slayer started to fight the blonde. If she didn’t know that Faith was injured she wouldn’t have noticed it by the way she moved and fought.
The woman was a good fighter, Faith had to give her that. She would actually have enjoyed fighting her, if it hadn’t been for the ache in her shoulder and chest. But she ignored the pain. She had been injured worse and fought more dangerous creatures as well. She could still win this without breaking a sweat. At least that was what she thought until the woman hit her with her stick and immense pain rushed through her body.
Faith groaned and jumped back. The pain stopped as soon as she was out of reach of the stick.
“You like it? It’s called agiel.”
“Nice little toy,” Faith breathed, feeling annoyed.
“I like your spirit,” Denna called as Faith charged her again. “I will enjoy breaking you.”
“Dream on.” Faith ducked, kicked, punched and tried to avoid the agiel. Then Martha threw her a wooden stick that she could use to block the agiel.
The fight continued. Faith didn’t know for how long, but she was tiring a lot quicker than usual. Apparently her broken bones didn’t have enough time to heal, even for a slayer. She didn’t care. She had to win this fight. When she woke up the woman had said something about the Master. She probably worked for him and that wasn’t good. She remembered the look on Martha and Jack’s faces when they spoke about him. She could not let Martha fall into his hands, no matter what!
Faith had just started to get the upper hand when she heard a yelp and then a thudding noise. Turning around she saw Martha on the ground, the Master towering over her with a mad grin. Then the agiel hit her in her broken shoulder. Faith doubled over in pain and fell to her knees, but the pain didn’t stop, until she blacked out.
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Dean woke up startled, taking a deep breath. Something was wrong, he could feel it. Well, they were stranded on a strange planet without technology and the TARDIS was probably in another reality. Of course something was wrong. But it was more than that. He could feel it in his gut. Sam? Was it him? Had something happened to his brother… again? No, somehow he didn’t think so. Not that he knew what happened to Sam, but that uneasy feeling came from somewhere else. Faith; yes, it was her. He didn’t know how he knew it, but he was sure that something was wrong with her.
“You alright?” Cara asked. She was taking watch as everyone else got some rest.
“Fine,” he said, but the feeling that something was terribly wrong didn’t go away.
Taking a sip of water Dean tried to calm himself down. Maybe it was just a dream. Or he was getting paranoid. His gaze fell on Jack and he wondered if he should wake the guy and tell him that they had to start searching for Faith. Then he frowned. Jack would probably think that he was crazy. And he might be right. It was the middle of the night and he wanted to get up and run around in the dark on a planet he didn’t know and look for Faith who probably was fine. Well, she did fall out of the TARDIS. She could have been injured. But he knew that before. Why was he feeling all freaked out now?
Without another thought Dean grabbed Jack’s foot and shook the guy slightly.
“Wake up, we need to go.”
Jack woke up startled and looked around. It was still dark.
“What’s going on?”
“I have no idea,” Cara stated.
“Something is wrong. We need to go. Now!”
“What are you talking about?”
“I don’t know. It… it’s just a feeling, okay. But we have to go now. It’s Faith! You do still remember Faith, right?”
Jack raised an eyebrow, but got up without another word. Maybe he wasn’t willing to take any chances when it came to Faith either.
----- ----- ----- ----- -----Aydindril:
The Doctor sat on a bench in the Confessor’s palace garden. The sun was just about to rise. Kahlan Amnell had invited them to rest in her palace and promised to help them search for their friends the next day. A storm had started to build anyway, so he decided to accept her offer. Besides that he had a feeling that he could trust Kahlan. And having help from someone who knew their way around this world would be good.
“Good morning,” a voice said and the Doctor looked up. It was Kahlan, dressed in completely different clothes than the day before. Yesterday she had looked like some sort of royalty, and if he understood it right she was a keeper of justice in this world. She reigned over the entire city and made the laws of the state they were in. But today she looked different, more like a normal civilian… well, an armed civilian.
“Good morning,” the Doctor answered.
“I am ready to leave as soon as you are.”
“You are coming with us yourself?” the Doctor asked surprised. He had expected her to send some of her people with them.
“Yes, I will accompany you to make sure that you will be able to return to your world safely,” she answered. The Doctor and Rose had told her that they came from a different world and were trying to find their friends and return home with the blue box she had seen fly over the city the day before. Kahlan felt intrigued by their story. She wanted to find out more about these people and help them. But that wasn’t the only reason why she wanted to accompany them herself. The blue box had flown in the direction of D’Hara, where Zedd, Cara and Richard were heading right now. She was only back in Aydindril for a few days, but she already missed Richard deeply. She didn’t want to stay away from him any longer. And besides, her sister had everything under control in Aydindril. She wasn’t needed here. So why stay, when she so desperately wanted to leave?
Pushing away her thoughts, Kahlan tried to focus on the Doctor, who looked at her curiously.
“You seem surprised that I am coming with you.”
“Yes. Where I come from the leaders of people usually don’t accompany strangers on journeys. They send someone else.”
“There is no one I could send who knows the midlands better than I do. And besides, I am starting to get bored here,” she admitted.
The Doctor smirked. He had the feeling that Kahlan actually liked to travel and was an adventurous person. Accompanying him and Rose probably was the perfect opportunity for her to leave this city and her duties behind. He liked her more and more.
“Well, we can’t have that. And we’d be honoured to travel with you.” He grinned at her.
----- ----- ----- ----- -----TARDIS library:
“Buffy told me that you helped her in that alternate reality,” Willow said while sitting down next to Ruby at a table.
Ruby glanced at the redheaded witch. “Why wouldn’t I?”
“Well… you’re a demon.”
Ruby frowned. She felt like she had to repeat over and over again that she was different. And no matter how often she said it or how often she helped or even saved someone they never believed her anyway. Why was she even bothering to try and convince these people that she was on their side? Right, because she wanted to kill every last existing demon and get revenge for what had been done to her. And she knew that she wouldn’t be able to do that on her own. She needed allies.
“Doesn’t change the fact that I’m on your side.”
Ruby looked at Willow and thought for a moment. It seemed to her that Willow actually wanted to know and might believe her.
Revenge, Willow thought. Well, that made sense. Human-possessing demons weren’t like vampires. Vampires could under certain circumstances have a soul. But that was out of the question for human-possessing demons. They didn’t have souls, which was why Willow had not been able to come up with any reason why Ruby could be on their side. It just didn’t make sense that she was on the side of good. But revenge was a powerful motivator. If Ruby wanted revenge on evil creatures she might actually be a trustworthy ally; at least until she had accomplished her goals and gotten her revenge.
“For what?” Willow asked. She didn’t really expect Ruby to tell her that, but had to try. The more she knew about the demon the better she could judge how far Ruby could be trusted.
This was the point where Ruby usually would just have disappeared. She didn’t tell people about herself. Why should she? She didn’t like to talk about her past as a human or her time in hell. And apart from that, no one believed her anyway. Sam and Dean never had. They only trusted her as far as they could throw her. But where was she supposed to go now? Yes, the TARDIS was a big ship, but it wasn’t like she could just run off now, like she used to. She was stuck on this ship with these people. However, even more important than that was her wish to finally find someone that believed her. Maybe Willow could be that someone? She had bothered to talk to her after all. And she was a witch.
“I used to be like you. When I was human… I used to be a witch.”
Willow stared at Ruby surprised, but didn’t say anything, hoping that Ruby would continue.
“But my magic was different. It was borrowed from a demon. I didn’t know that, but by using the magic I sold my soul to the demon and eventually went to hell for it. They screwed me and I’m never going to forget or forgive that.” It wasn’t the whole story, but it was as much as Ruby was willing to share for now.
Willow didn’t know what to say. She knew what it was like to use dark magic and what the consequences could be. She was sure that she had been on the way to hell as well. Her own story might have been different from Ruby’s, but she still felt for her. And maybe she could help her somehow. She had had help after all. If it wasn’t for her friends she would never have been able to come back from the dark side. Maybe she could now return the favour and help someone else. She would try at least.
“I’m sorry,” she said and placed a hand on Ruby’s arm.
Ruby looked at Willow surprised. She had not expected a reaction like that. Yes, she had hoped that Willow would believe her, but she hadn’t expected it to actually happen.
“If you want revenge on demons or other nasty creatures you can count on my help,” Willow then added with a small awkward smile.
Ruby couldn’t help but return the smile, then the TARDIS suddenly started to shake and spin out of control.
“What the hell was that?” Ruby called, feeling annoyed as she surfaced in the pool.
Willow appeared next to her. “I have no idea. But whatever it was has to be bad.”
Ruby frowned, disappeared and reappeared outside the pool, dripping of water. “Of course we had to end up in the damn pool. Who had the stupid idea to put a pool in a library anyway?”
Willow smirked, then a loud bang could be heard and smoke erupted, entering the library through the open door.
“Crap,” Willow muttered. “Let’s go check this out.”
----- ----- ----- ----- -----AU Whoverse:
“You finally going to tell me why you are wearing these clothes?” the Doctor asked glancing from Amy in her police woman outfit to Rory in his roman clothes.
“Nope,” Amy stated and rushed towards her house. Rory quickly followed her, saying nothing.
“Oh come on,” the Doctor called catching up with them. “You can tell me.”
Amy turned to him, glaring slightly. “How about some fish custard?” she then asked, trying to change the subject.
“I love fish custard! We haven’t had fish custard in…” he didn’t get to finish the sentence as a loud crash made him twirl around.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Amy exclaimed and stepped next to him. The Doctor just blinked, staring at the scene in front of him.
“But the TARDIS is right over there,” Rory muttered, pointing to his right.
“Yes, it is,” the Doctor stated.
“But how can it be there… and crash here as well?”
“It has to be from the future, doesn’t it?” Amy asked.
“And that’s bad… really bad,” the Doctor muttered.
“Why?” Rory wanted to know.
“Crossing timelines… you should never cross your own timeline. Well, not until it is absolutely necessary.”
Amy stepped closer and then frowned. “Well, there went that garden shed… do you always have to crash into my garden shed?”
“Sorry…,” the Doctor started, but didn’t get to finish the sentence as the TARDIS door opened.
Amy looked at it, half expecting a raggedy Doctor to climb out of it, asking for an apple. But instead a redheaded woman appeared. And she did not climb out of the lying TARDIS… she flew! Then a blonde followed. They floated out of the ship and landed next to it, dripping water onto the ground.
Amy stared at them, then turned to the Doctor and Rory, whose mouth was wide open. She smirked slightly at her husband’s expression, but understood how he felt. She might have expected a lot, but not this! Neither had the Doctor apparently, as his expression showed bewilderment as well.