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This story is No. 3 in the series "By Chance (The Stupid Hat Stories)". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: The Doctor kidnaps yet another unsuspecting blonde. Nina Ash, Alt!Eleven

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Dr. Who/Torchwood > Other BtVS/Ats CharactersMatryaFR71433021,2241 Apr 101 Apr 10Yes
Title: Unbounded
Author: Matrya
Feedback: Is like a cure for lupine wavelength hemovariform stuff.
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer does not belong to me. Nor does Doctor Who.
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Doctor Who
In Canon: Post-Not Fade Away (Not After the Fall/Aftermath compliant)/Alt!Eleven!verse
Characters/Pairings: Nina Ash, Alt!Eleven
Word Count: ~380
Author's Notes: The Doctor here is supposed to be my own Eleven. Theoretically played by Peter Wingfield, who played the character of Methos in Highlander the Series.
Summary: The Doctor kidnaps yet another unsuspecting blonde.





"So, what, do you make a habit of kidnapping blonde women?" Nina asked, flat against the door and as far away from the giant heart-looking thing in the center of the room as possible.

The man in the period dress looked rather affronted. "Pardon, but I prefer not to restrict my traveling companions based on predetermined genetic factors."

"Good, 'cause that one there," Nina said, starting her response while pointing at a portrait of a blonde woman. "She trusts Miss Clairol."

"Rose," he replied. "Her name was Rose."

"Was?" Nina asked, fear creeping into her voice. "What did you do to her?"

His eyes narrowed at her, then widened in understanding. "No, no. She died in Canary Wharf."

Swallowing, Nina processed the information. Of course she knew Canary Wharf. She had been working when it had happened. She had even allowed a ghost into her life in the prior months.

She had seriously thought it might be Angel. It had not been, and she had slowly come to terms with that.

This man, though, had lost someone there. She could not imagine much worse.

"I did, too," he added. "Die, that is."

Nina shot him a glare. "Are you crazy? Or, what, messing with me? Look, I know more than you think. Like, like vampires. And! And leprechauns!"

He gave her a rather unimpressed look. "There's no such thing as leprechauns. May I tell you why I have brought you to my TARDIS?"

After a few minutes of him looking at her expectantly, Nina shrugged her consent.

"You are a particular variety of hemovariform brought to Earth over a century ago be a race who didn't properly understand their own infectious ability."

Nina stared at him blankly.

The man sighed and looked put upon. "You're a werewolf," he clarified. Without waiting for her response, he continued, "You are, indeed, infected with a lupine class hemovariform virus. I thought I would take you to be cured."

"What are you talking about?" She shook her head, turning around and trying to open the door. "I can't be cured. Lycanthropy isn't...cancer, it's irreversible."

"Here, now," he ceded. "In the future, on other worlds...."

Nina looked back from her fruitless task of trying to pry open the doors. “Words really just cannot describe your level of crazy, can they?”

The End

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