Firefly/Doctor Who crossover fic: A Different Kind of Companion (14/20)

[locker_monster]

Title: A Different Kind of Companion (14/20)
Rating: PG-13
Characters/Pairings: Ten, Rose, Ten/Rose, Mal, Inara, Mal/Inara
Timeline: A week after "Heart of Gold" for Firefly, and just before "Army of Ghosts" for Doctor Who
Summary: After an encounter in the 26th century, Inara and Rose find themselves in unfamiliar settings.
Disclaimer: Firefly and Doctor Who belong to their respective creators and showrunners. Too much awesome would happen if Joss Whedon and Russell T Davies ever worked on something together.
A/N: The biggest thank you goes out to browncoat_2x2 for betaing this story and helping with the minor changes. Another short chapter.

Chapter One. Chapter Two. Chapter Three. Chapter Four. Chapter Five. Chapter Six. Chapter Seven. Chapter Eight. Chapter Nine. Chapter Ten. Chapter Eleven. Chapter Twelve. Chapter Thirteen.

            Rose slammed her head back against the bars. The pain made her grit her teeth, but she didn’t care. She was going to get out of here. She had to get out.

            She pocketed her TARDIS key and grabbed hold of the bars. With all her might she started to yank on them, creating a terrible clashing noise. Reynolds continued to watch her from his cell but he made no comment. From down the corridor a shout sounded. It was probably the desk officer but Rose ignored it.

            It felt like a kick to the chest when the electrical shock discharged from the bars.

            Rose let out a grunt as she stumbled back. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears and her hands felt completely numb. She stood there, just gasping for air, as her brain tried to comprehend what had happened.

            “Security measure,” offered Reynolds when it seemed like she had recovered.

            “Coulda said something,” said Rose with a scowl. She plopped down on the cot, flexing her hands so the feeling would return.

            “Coulda, woulda, shoulda...”

            The silence stretched out between them. Idly, Rose ran a hand through her hair as she wondered whether it was sticking up at all ends. The thought of hair made her think of the conversation she had had with the Doctor before stepping out of the TARDIS.

            “Y’know, it was her decision to leave.”

            The words were said so quietly, Rose almost didn’t hear them. Reynolds was staring at her through the bars. “So now you care?” she asked.

            “I’m just sayin’. It was all up to her how this went down.”

            “Maybe she doesn’t really want to leave.” Rose looked straight at Reynolds. “Maybe something’s holding her back.”

            He looked away.

            “If you want Inara to stay, then it has to worth while, yeah? Can’t just fly all over the universe, dragging her along.” A thought came to Rose. “S’like me and my last boyfriend. I think we just stayed together because it was safe. We didn’t want to take a risk.” She smiled sadly at the thought of Mickey. He had found something worth while for himself, but there were times she missed having him around.

            “Is that why you’re with the Doctor?” Reynolds glanced at Rose from the corner of his eye. “You’re takin’ a risk?”

            “Well, it’s better than sittin’ around all day, wishing you had something more.” There was no reply, but to Rose it looked like Reynolds was lost in thought. She wiggled her fingers, the feeling in them mostly returned. Her first time in a prison cell; she doubted she would be telling her mother this story any time soon.

            Reynolds banged his hand against the bars. “Rose.”

            The concern in his voice as he said her name – more than the clanging of the bars – caught her attention. “What?”

            His gaze was fixed on the corridor, his head cocked to one side. “Time’s up.”

Comments

[kefira.livejournal.com]

More more more! I need more :)

[locker-monster.livejournal.com]

Tonight. :-D And this chapter is longer, though mostly because it has technobabble.

[sunstar77.livejournal.com]

You are evil. Here I am, just getting ready to go to bed and I say, "oh, I'll just check the flist. I'm sure there's nothing good up yet." But no, you had to post fic so now I'm reading instead of sleeping. Lol. Looking forward to the next part (but not until tomorrow).

[locker-monster.livejournal.com]

At least it was a short part, so sleep wasn't delayed too much. :-D