Fic: D Is For...
My first little cross-over. Aww.
Title: D Is For...
Fandoms: Doctor Who/Sandman
Characters: Jack Harkness, Death of the Endless
Summary: Something is... off.
Rating: PG
Everything went black. And then everything went white.
Jack Harkness opened his eyes, and pushed himself into a crouch. There was a dull pain in his head that brought on visions of huge cracks in priceless vases. He checked his skull was in one piece, and then check everything else.
He was fine. He was conscious and feeling and… fine.
“Hey, you.”
He looked up. A young woman dressed in black was smiling down at him, offering him a hand. He reached out, without thinking, and took it.
“Captain… Ow. Sorry. Captain Jack Harkness. And who are you?” he tried for his best smile, which came across as more of a grimace.
“Oh,” said the girl, brightly. “I think you can work that out for yourself.”
Jack looked around. There was literally nothing to be seen here, no walls, no furniture, no people other than the two of them. Just… nothing, stretching the eye, into infinity.
“Oh,” he said. “I should have guessed. Those metal bastards.”
“Mm-hmm!” She hooked her arm through his, and steered him in a direction that wasn’t a direction at all. They started to walk. “Thing is though, Cap’n, something very odd is about to happen. Not that I’m complaining, I like odd as much as the next girl. More in fact, I mean you should see my family, you’d never talk about odd again, but this… is just a little bit off.”
“Off,” Jack repeated.
“Yep. Off, like a big smelly cheese. And there’s not much I can do about it, so I’m afraid you’re going back.”
Jack shook his head. “No, I’m dead. I can’t just… go back. My body is lying there all exterminated, I’m here, you’re here… where’s the problem? What’s off?”
She pursed her lips as they walked, but didn’t say anything else. Jack stared around himself, desperate for his eyes to focus on something. And then, out of nothing, something loomed.
He could see an outline through the whiteness, a small shape at first but it rapidly grew, and Jack recognised the outline of the Gamestation, growing bigger and bigger until, faint and slightly luminous behind the white nothingness, it occupied Jack’s entire line of sight.
Just behind it, hanging in the void, was the familiar green-blue sphere of planet Earth.
And then they were walking through the walls of the satellite, walking through the corridors, moving faster than their feet could carry them. Jack began to recognise things. Fallen bodies, scored walls, evidence of the fight that was over before it began.
And there, on the floor, looking hopelessly broken, was his body.
He looked at the girl. She stared up at him, dark eyes under heavy dark curls. She smiled, but behind her eyes was a look of infinite sadness.
“Another chance,” he said. “Another life.”
As she nodded, a tear rolled down her cheek.
She stood on tip-toe to kiss him.
“I’m so sorry, Jack,” she said.
And then Jack Harkness sat up, and started to breathe.
Title: D Is For...
Fandoms: Doctor Who/Sandman
Characters: Jack Harkness, Death of the Endless
Summary: Something is... off.
Rating: PG
Everything went black. And then everything went white.
Jack Harkness opened his eyes, and pushed himself into a crouch. There was a dull pain in his head that brought on visions of huge cracks in priceless vases. He checked his skull was in one piece, and then check everything else.
He was fine. He was conscious and feeling and… fine.
“Hey, you.”
He looked up. A young woman dressed in black was smiling down at him, offering him a hand. He reached out, without thinking, and took it.
“Captain… Ow. Sorry. Captain Jack Harkness. And who are you?” he tried for his best smile, which came across as more of a grimace.
“Oh,” said the girl, brightly. “I think you can work that out for yourself.”
Jack looked around. There was literally nothing to be seen here, no walls, no furniture, no people other than the two of them. Just… nothing, stretching the eye, into infinity.
“Oh,” he said. “I should have guessed. Those metal bastards.”
“Mm-hmm!” She hooked her arm through his, and steered him in a direction that wasn’t a direction at all. They started to walk. “Thing is though, Cap’n, something very odd is about to happen. Not that I’m complaining, I like odd as much as the next girl. More in fact, I mean you should see my family, you’d never talk about odd again, but this… is just a little bit off.”
“Off,” Jack repeated.
“Yep. Off, like a big smelly cheese. And there’s not much I can do about it, so I’m afraid you’re going back.”
Jack shook his head. “No, I’m dead. I can’t just… go back. My body is lying there all exterminated, I’m here, you’re here… where’s the problem? What’s off?”
She pursed her lips as they walked, but didn’t say anything else. Jack stared around himself, desperate for his eyes to focus on something. And then, out of nothing, something loomed.
He could see an outline through the whiteness, a small shape at first but it rapidly grew, and Jack recognised the outline of the Gamestation, growing bigger and bigger until, faint and slightly luminous behind the white nothingness, it occupied Jack’s entire line of sight.
Just behind it, hanging in the void, was the familiar green-blue sphere of planet Earth.
And then they were walking through the walls of the satellite, walking through the corridors, moving faster than their feet could carry them. Jack began to recognise things. Fallen bodies, scored walls, evidence of the fight that was over before it began.
And there, on the floor, looking hopelessly broken, was his body.
He looked at the girl. She stared up at him, dark eyes under heavy dark curls. She smiled, but behind her eyes was a look of infinite sadness.
“Another chance,” he said. “Another life.”
As she nodded, a tear rolled down her cheek.
She stood on tip-toe to kiss him.
“I’m so sorry, Jack,” she said.
And then Jack Harkness sat up, and started to breathe.