AUTHOR’S NOTES:

This is my first crossover fan fiction. I wanted to branch out a little from my usual horror and comedy stories, and tackle something more general. The following story combines the Doctor Who and Firefly worlds respectively.

The idea came to me when the second season of Doctor Who was about to air in the U.K. I enjoyed the new series of Who, and was desperate to write a story with these characters. I imagined what it would be like for my two favourite shows to come together.

Initially, I’d written most of this story using Christopher Eccleston’s performance, although after watching season two, I adjusted it to David Tennant. The story could work with both characters, although I really like the tone of the second year.

The first chapter has been a blast to write. I have an organic approach to writing stories. It’s been so much fun figuring out the overall tone, and imagining the characters from two different fandom’s interact .

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“Stolen? What do you mean stolen? Define ‘stolen’.” The Doctor cried.

Rose Tyler looked nervously at her feet. They had been arguing for the last three minutes, to the bemusement of the local colour.

The Doctor glared at the blonde haired girl before him. “Well?”

Rose struggled to find the right words, or any for that matter. Her gaze lingered awkwardly to the right, watching the expressions of two old Chinese men drawn to the ruckus.

“It’s not there.” she muttered. “It’s just… Not there.”

“I can see that!” the Doctor boomed, gesturing to her pockets. “What are we going to do about it?”

Rose’s eyes widened. She was beginning to lose patience herself. “I don’t know, do I?!” she paused, collecting her thoughts. “Anyway, he couldn’t have gone far.”

The Doctor drew a hand through his hair and sighed. The conversation was not easing his temper. It was hardly the most favourable of situations, considering their location.

Their latest trip was supposed to be a relaxing wander through time, far from werewolves and the stern gaze of