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Summary: Dawn, who had been sent to the Pegasus Galaxy to help fight the wraith, comes across someone like her: Another lost soul in the universe: Rose Tyler

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Stargate > Dawn-Centered > Pairing: Other
Dr. Who/Torchwood > General
JonnWolfeFR15612,1413247,60612 Mar 1227 Mar 12No

1: It's Coming (Prologue)

A/N: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Stargate Atlantis, and Doctor Who are all owned by completely different companies. The universe itself was written out by Hermoinetobe. I'm simply borrowing them.

Having read Hermoinetobe's 'Keys to Pegasus' series multiple times, I thought it would be neat to interject something from a completely different universe.


Night at Atlantis is a bit of a metaphor. While dark, at any given time there are at least three to five different teams off world. This is simply due to the fact that different planets have different day cycles, and not everyone conforms to Atlantis Standard Time.

This night had the fortune of having two particular teams off duty at the same time for their 'weekend', even though it was a Thursday and Friday. While they were all friends, of course, one from one team was married to one from the other. Having put up with opposing shifts for two weeks, Ronon Dex was luxuriating in the close embrace of his wife, and revelling in the scent of her hair.

As for Dawn Dex, formerly Summers, she never slept well without Ronon present. Her ability to see different realities combined with seeing glimpses of people's future at random moments made for some interesting dream material. As per their usual custom, after the typical marital activities, Dawn slept with her bare back against her husband's chest. It was the only time she could truly relax.

For a long time, Ronon was silently amused by her light snoring. She always denied it, of course, but it always reminded him of how Glinda would purr. This being his normal 'day', he really didn't need to sleep and just relished the rare time with his wife like this.

Their link to each other channelled her discomfort a split second before her muscles tensed. Propping himself on his elbow, Ronon put his mouth to her ear. “Wake up, Pixie. You're dreaming. It's just a dream.”

Dawn's eyes snapped open with a wordless shout. Realizing she was in their room, her hand gripped Ronon's forearm like a vice. “It's coming,” she whispered.

“What's coming?” Ronon asked. Even though he understood her abilities somewhat, they still bothered him when they upset her like this. The filament of fear coming from her wasn't something he enjoyed at all. His teeth on edge, he unconsciously ground his molars.

She turned her head to look at him in the dark. “I don't know. It's lost.” Blinking and swallowing, she tried to explain. “Remember when I said something's causing the different realities to bleed together?” Seeing him nod, she continued. “It's related to that, but different. It's almost like looking in a mirror and seeing someone different stare back at you.”

“Like those communication stones?” he asked, vaguely remembering McKay going on about that.

Dawn shook her head. “No. It... She's like me.”

Sitting them both up, Ronon put his back to the wall and pulled her close. “I thought you said you were unique?”

“I am,” she said quickly. “It's not like she's another me. She's just... like me. I think.” She patted his arms to get him to let up, and stood to stretch. “This is like that alarm I had, right before the world changed around us.”

Ronon pushed himself to the edge of the bed, completely alert and worried now. “That going to happen again?”

“No,” she shook her head. Looking about the room, she pulled her clothes on. “This is different. She's coming here...” she paused, looking up, “Now.” Not bothering with her shoes, she ran out of their room.

Sitting on the balcony of the Mess, John and Teyla looked up from their dinner to see Dawn running into the empty room barefoot. Watching her spin around in confusion, John stood up. “What's the matter? Dawn?”

Not bothering to reply to him, Dawn threw her hands to the side and pushed the chairs and tables away from her with her telekinesis. She held a hand up to him as he came down the stairs. “Stay back,” she ordered.

“Dawn, what is wrong?” Teyla asked as she came down to stand next to John. McKay just stood at the entryway to the balcony, staring down at her in confusion.

“She's coming,” Dawn said vaguely.

“Who's coming?” Rodney asked.

The overhead lights flickered, and a small boom of sound and light exploded next to her. Suddenly, there was a blonde woman standing there, spinning. She was wearing a purplish blue leather jacket, a dark purple tee shirt sticking out from under the bottom of it; dark trousers, and combat boots.

“No, no, no, no, no. Wrong one! Again!” she shouted as she put her hands to her head and gripped her hair. “Doctor!” she shrieked.

Rodney's mouth hung open in shock as he stared at the woman. His eyes flicked back and forth between her and Dawn, then he rubbed his eyes before staring at them again.

“Easy! Relax! You're among friends,” Dawn said to the rapidly panicking woman. Seeing her turn to face her, she could tell that the blond was about to completely lose it.

The blond wobbled on her feet, and Dawn reached out to take her by the arms to steady her. As soon as her hands closed around her forearms, they both gasped. The blond's hands instantly snapped up to grab the underside of Dawn's arms.

Stars, planets, and civilisations spun through Dawn's vision. Through it all was a strange blue box and a man who she knew this woman felt for like she did with Ronon.

“Key,” the blond said under her breath, at the same time Dawn mumbled, “Bad Wolf.” There was a spark of green and gold energy between them, and they both passed out.

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