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Criminal Minds
Whovian finale
omg on criminal minds they were at a sci-fi convention and dressed as doctor who characters
“Doctor?” She says a bit slowly, looking out to the street, the Doctor facing the other way, beeping on something with his screwdriver.
“Hm?” He doesn’t really pay attention, he looks rather distracted.
“You know you said that in the 51st century people have sex with all kinds of creatures right?”
Wow, that seemed to catch his attention! He looks over his shoulder to look at her. “Yes, why?”
“Do unanimate objects do the same as well? Cause I think R2D2 got really drunk one night and had a great time with an egg whisk and a plunger.”
“Artu- What?” He stares at her with a strange look on her face. “What are you talking about?” He stands up and walks next to her, but before he gets to the window and sees what got her attention, he tries to pull her away from there, which is not to easy, she’s steadier than she looks by her size, so he gives it up, but still, he can feel danger in his guts. Then he finally sees what it is, and his voice almost shakes with anger when he speaks. “Dalek.”
“It looks hilarious.”
“It’s not. It’s one of the deadliest creatures in the universe.”
“I changed my mind. I want to come with you” she says slowly.
He looks up with honest surprise on his face and sudden traces happiness take controll over his features, now smiling widely. “Really?”
“Yes, I just have one thing i have to ask first.”
“A question? Oooh, I love questions, questions are good, they help you to access knowledge otherwise you wouldn’t-” He stops, when he sees the look on her face, which looks like a not too pleasant mixture of impatience and… well it looks like she kind of thinks he’s an idiot. “Sorry, okay, so you have a question, which is…”
“Why? I mean, why me? You have this whole idea of a nonesense where people should be each others BFFs. You’re like Inspector Gadget with that blue lighting thing and you hate people who carry guns. And… and… I’m like the lovechild of GI Jane and Van Helsing. You haven’t been in my room, I have a whole damn arsenal at my bed, stakes and… and, crossbows, and I kill on a day to day basis.”
“You probably saved this world more times than I have.” He says scratching his head and leaning to the side of the TARDIS as he looks at her. She’s right though, she killed, she fought a battle. But she still doesn’t see the point. “You do what you have to do and you have no choice. You’re so important in this planets history that your existence itself is a fix point in history.”
“Yeah, whatever that means.” She interrupts him, rolling her eyes.
“It means that once your friend wished you wouldn’t come to this damn place, a whole parallel universe was born out of it. It was a huge mess and I don’t know what would’ve happened if-“
She looks at him as if he were crazy. “I have seriously no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Good” He nods. “It’s better that way.”
“We have a lot in common you know. You and me.”
“I’d love to get a dollar for every time a british dude tells me this sentence. I would be rich by now. And just so you know, we have nothing in common.”
“Oh, yes, we do. We both have done things in the past we wish we could just… run away from, and we both tried to run away, and didn’t succeed. We have helped humanity in ways no ordinary person can imagine and no one ever knew it was us. That they should thank us, because we protect them so much, we even keep our own existence in secret. And we both have friends, who just want to help us, but their presence I guess, well, in the end it just makes things harder.”
“Why?”
“Because they always leave us and they make us crave for a normal life and the ability to chose our destiny. The things we can never have.”
“There were cracks. Some were tiny. Some were as big as the sky. Through some we saw worlds, and people. And through others we saw silence, and the end of all things.”
