Doctor Who Fanfiction

The Doctor and The Detective

The streets of London were louder than usual. Police officers closed off the upper East Side of the city as Scotland Yard arrived at the crime scene. Anderson waits patiently outside for his boss Lestrade to arrive. The bags under the detective's eyes showed his lack of sleep for the past few days, struggling to pull himself together as he walked up to his colleague. "What have you got for me this time, Anderson?" asked Lestrade.
"Something beyond the crime scenes we're used to" answered Anderson, "It's better to show what happened rather than explaining it"
The older man raised a brow as he followed his colleague to the crime scene inside the building. At first glance, it looked like any other crime scene; broken windows, foot/fingerprints around the room, papers thrown to the ground. "Doesn't seem abnormal to me, Anderson" he said, "Perhaps it was just a bunch of kids pulling another prank"
"Just wait till you see the body," said Anderson, leading Lestrade to the main office, showing the body of the latest victim covered by a white sheet. Lestrade walks up to the body and slowly removes the cloth to reveal the victim's face. No blood was shown, but something that looked straight out of a sci-fi movie. Greenish blue slime was foaming at the victim's mouth, their eyes an unnatural shade of blue, skin white as snow, and an inscription written on the wall. However the writing wasn't in English, but an unknown language that not even Anderson could translate. Lestrade sighed and shook his head, "You know who to call" he said, hoping he wouldn't regret it in the future.

The sound of a roaring machine could be heard from the distance as a familiar blue box materialized in the streets of London. The young companion Esther was the first to step out of the T.A.R.D.I.S only to notice something off about their destination, "Doctor?" she asked the spikey haired time lord, " This isn't the London I know. Are you sure the T.A.R.D.I.S didn't send us here on purpose?"
"Of course not" said the Doctor, adjusting his blue coat and stuffed his hands in the pockets of his suit, "Although it has happened once or twice, it couldn't hurt to explore this version of London, right?"
"I guess not"
"Atta girl. Come along then"
The Doctor grasps his companion's hand, running through the streets of London with smiles on their faces. After a block or two, Esther noticed the headline on one of the newspapers from a stand. The time lord followed her gaze and makes his way to the stand, buying the newspaper to take a look at the article titled, "Famous Consulting Detective Sherlock Holmes Struggles with Possible UFOs"
"UFOs?" asked Esther, "Sherlock Holmes? So he's real"
"Seems like it" said the Doctor, "Perhaps we should pay him a visit"
The companion glanced at the newspaper then back at the Doctor, "You mean?"
"Oh yes" said the Doctor, "221B Baker Street"
"We're gonna meet the real Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John Watson"
"It's elementary, my dear Esther"
Esther playfully rolled her eyes as she and the Doctor made their way to Baker Street. Little did they know that someone was taking pictures of the newcomers in an alleyway, eying them with suspicion as they glanced at the photo through the camera.

Once the duo finally made it to Baker Street, the numbers 221B plastered on a black door next to a deli shop. The Doctor steps forward and rings the doorbell, waiting patiently with psychic paper in hand and a smile on his face. The door was answered by an older woman dressed in violet from head to toe.
"Hi!~" said Esther and the Doctor
"Oh, hello there" said the woman, "Are you here to see Sherlock?"
"Oh yes, ma'am, we represent the Paranormal Investigation unit" said the Doctor, showing the woman his 'badge'
"We read about the case from the paper and thought we'd pay a visit to Mr. Holmes' residency" said Esther
"Oh, I'm afraid Sherlock's not here at the moment" said the older woman, "But I'd be happy to leave a message for him when he comes back"
The Doctor frowned a bit, "Where is he now?" he asked
"Possibly Scotland Yard or God knows where. Do come in tho, it's quite cold. Perhaps John might come pick up a few things"
The Doctor and Esther glanced at one another before entering the flat, following the older woman up the stairs to Sherlock and John's home. The woman tells them to make themselves comfortable while she makes a cup of tea downstairs. The Doctor decided to look around the rather messy flat while Esther explored the kitchen, beakers set on what she assumed was the dining table, papers scattered on the tables and the wall with bullet holes and a spray painted smiley face in the corner. A shriek was heard from the kitchen, the time lord glanced over to see a rather horrified Esther by the refrigerator, hand on her chest to calm herself down. "What is it? What's wrong?" he asked, concerned for his companion.
"There's a head" Esther muttered "A bloody head in the fridge"
"What? Don't be ridiculous, you're probably just imagining things-" The Doctor opens the fridge, to his horror, there was a severed head sitting in the center of the fridge. "Okay" he said, closing the fridge, gently pushing his companion out of the kitchen to calm her down. "Is everything alright up there?" asked the woman, entering the flat with a tray of tea and biscuits, "I thought I heard screaming"
"Oh everything's fine, thank you" said the Doctor, "Ah tea, lovely, thank you very much um-"
"Mrs. Hudson?" a voice called, "Are you here?"
"Do come up, John." said Mrs. Hudson, "You have guests"
A short man walks into the flat. His blonde hair combed neatly to the side, wearing a rather baggy jacket with a knit sweater over a gray dress shirt, and a military watch resting on his right wrist. Mrs. Hudson was about to introduce the military Doctor who the two guest were, smiling awkwardly for a moment, "I'm sorry, I never got your names"
"Oh, how silly of us" said the Doctor, "I'm...Smith, Rory Smith"
"And I'm Amy Smith" said Esther
The Doctor glanced at his companion who shrugged silently in response before glancing at the blonde Doctor. "Oh um, John Watson" said John, offering the time lord a handshake, "You are here for Sherlock, yes?"
"That's right" said the Doctor, "We were sent by the Paranormal Investigation Unit to help with his latest case. You wouldn't happen to see anything unusual have you?"
John raised a brow at the two newcomers and cleared his throat "I'm sorry, paranormal investigators?" He asked, "The police don't go to paranormal investigators"
"Nor Consulting detectives"
Esther elbowed the Doctor and gave military Doctor an apologetic look "Sorry about him" she said "He can be a bit rude at times"
John nods "It's alright" he said "sounds like someone I know a little too well"
"But, you wouldn't mind sharing what you saw, do you?"