Apr. 2nd, 2021

The Doctor and the Borg
USS Voyager NCC 74656
The Doctor looked at the viewscreen. At the large cubic monstrosity of a ship. He had run into them before, while he was travelling with Amy and Rory. “Run,” he said to the Captain.

“We've battled the Borg before, Doctor,” Captain Janeway countered. “They're dangerous, but we can handle ourselves.

'Of course,' the Doctor thought as he remembered Felicia telling him about Seven of Nine. “But now, something's different.. They have detected something aboard Voyager they want.”

“They want the TARDIS?” Ensign Harry Kim asked.

“And me,” the Doctor added.


In Astrometrics, Seven of Nine looked at the data on the incoming Cube. 'They have detected Species 1963, Gallifreyian Time Lord, why are they holding back?' she wondered.
Helen apprehensively turned to Jake next to her in the aircraft. "Did I turn off the coffee?"

"No, I did," Jake said.

"Did you lock up?"

"Yes..."

"Did we set the timers on the lights?"

"Yes."

"Did you close the garage?"

"That's it. I forgot to close the garage! That's it."

Helen considered this. She still wasn't sure...

"No, that's not it, isn't it?"

"What else could have we forgotten?" Helen pondered. She thought for a moment more. She then jumped up.

"QUINN!"
Chapter 3: Twelve and the Stargate
Part I – The SGC
1 February 2007
It was a normal day at Stargate Command; as normal as a day could get at a US Air Force installation with an interstellar portal device anyway. Everyone had their duties to attend to at the base and nothing seemed too out of the ordinary. The scanners had a few blips, but nothing too severe; this was to be expected with the base hidden under a mountain.

“Unscheduled Off-World Activation!” The claxon was blaring and the Stargate’s Iris closed; everything was going as per protocol. Then the incoming wormhole opened...

“Receiving SG1’s IDC,” Harriman reported while tending to the console.

“Open the Iris,” General Hank Landry commanded, his eyes never faltered from the portal.

Harriman pressed his palm to the reader and the Iris opened in just over a second. After a few seconds SG1 came through, stepping onto the platform one by one.

“Report to debriefing,” Landry said, once they had all emerged and the gate shut down.

“Yes, General,” Colonel Cameron Mitchell replied.

Things were not routine for much longer. Shortly after SG1 had emerged from the gate a reverberating grinding sound was heard. They immediately saw the source, as a box resembling a 1950’s London Police Box phased in and out with the reverberation and eventually solidified. SG1 and the Gate room guards were startled. They raised their weapons.

“What’s that?” Mitchell asked as he prepared for anything that might have come next.

“Unknown, sir.”


“What do you think is in there?” Mitchell asked as he approached what looked like a door on the box.
“It could be anything, Sir,” Colonel Samantha Carter pointed out as she followed.

“It could be a trap, ColonelMitchell,” Teal’c said.

The team paid attention as the door of the box opened. A tall brown haired man emerged from the blue box, immediately followed by a younger female companion with ear length dark blonde hair. The latter was startled by the appearance of the team, but quickly regained control of her expression.

Mitchell immediately raised his P90. “Don’t move! Identify yourself!”

“I am the Doctor, and this is my travelling companion, Tamsin Davis,” the Doctor said with a gesture to his companion.

“How did you penetrate this base?” Teal’c asked, flatly.

The Doctor looked at the symbol on Teal’c’s forehead. “Interesting Ornamentation. Is it of cultural significance?”

Teal’c stared at the Doctor.

The Doctor stared back.

“It signifies servitude to a false god,” Teal’c intoned in his usual near-monotone voice.

“Interesting,” the Doctor said.

“How did you penetrate this base with that box device?” Carter asked, her natural curiosity showing.

The Doctor hesitated. “I would be more inclined to answer if there were not so many guns pointed in my direction,” he pointed out. “Take me to your leader.”

Mitchell and Teal’c both rolled their eyes at the cliché. Mitchell didn’t really expect it to be said.

“Follow me,” Dr. Daniel Jackson directed. He lead the way out of the gate room, followed by Mitchell and Teal’c.

Tamsin nervously ran her hand through her hair. ‘He doesn’t seem that military,’ she thought. She and the Doctor followed the soldiers toward the left hand door.
Inside the TARDIS, Felicia Lovell and Kiara Asheru had been watching the view screen. “That was surprising,” Felicia indicated.

“What was?” Kiara asked. She turned and leaned toward the console to get a better look, sending her dark brown, minibraided, pigtails down the front of her torso.

“Usually Americans take us prisoner quicker than that!” Felicia emphasised, remembering the few times that they had run into American military forces.

“Maybe they are different in this universe?” Kiara asked, as she flicked one of her pigtails over her shoulder. ‘Tyria may not exist either!’ she thought.

“A good point,” Felicia conceded, as she ruffled her chin-length, light brown, hair.

“And now to wait for the Doctor to give us the all clear,” Kiara pointed out as she turned to Tamsin.

“Yes.”

“We’ll be bored.”

“We can use the scanner to investigate the base,” Felicia said. She knew that the scanner could probably see all of it, depending on how large it was.

“Good idea.”

Felicia’s phone rang. She grabbed it and answered it, seeing who the call was from. “It’s Tamsin, we can listen in on the briefing.”

Kiara sat down at the console as Felicia put her phone on speaker and placed it there. “That’s good.”

Felicia switched on the scanner as she started listening to the briefing. She looked at the diagram of the SGC that had appeared on the screen. “It appears that we are at least 28 floors underground.”

“If you want to keep something secret, put it underground,” Kiara observed, remembering that many criminal organisations on Tyria put their headquarters in caves. She had certainly found many such in her adventures.

“Certainly.”

“It’s beginning.”

Felicia increased the volume on the phone.

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