We were flying the box rather roughly for there being two drivers.
Sherlock sat on the copilot seat and tried to hold down his breakfast.During the end portion of the flight, he started having a vision. He rolled out of the seat and onto the grating.
"Woah! Detective down!" The Doctor shouted and I flew over to him.
"What do you see?"
"59b Oklahoma... car accident. Your dead...your mom crying." He panted."Aww crap. Doctor! We need to turn around. We need to go back to earth and save the human me. Sherlock I need time and date."
"December 21st. 2016. Around midnight."
"D'ya hear that?"
"Yep! Midnight on the winter solstice in 2016 in the middle of nowhere Oklahoma. Hold on!" He spun a lever and the TARDIS went into a tailspin.
Sherlock rolled into some stairs and I decided it was safer to stay off the floor, so I hovered above the consol. I helped the Doctor steady the Tardis.
Needless to say we started sailing smoothly only when we landed.
I ran out into ankle-deep snow to see a car skid on some black ice and roll into the field opposite the Tardis. I flew to the car and saw that the driver was the human copy of me.
She was barely conscious as she looked at me.
"Help." Her mouth worded.
I gripped the busted door and ripped it from the rest of the car. I ripped the seat belt off her and gently took her from the car. I glided across the road to the Tardis as the car exploded. The guy's stared at the unconscious, bleeding girl as I lay her in the hospital wing.
"Crap."
I whispered, finding out exactly what's wrong."What?" Sherlock said.
"Half the bones on her left side are broken, she has internal bleeding in four-no five places, including her brain...she's crashing!" I said faster than either of them could hear.
I pressed two fingers on her forehead and focused on healing her. When I was done she sat up quickly.
"What happened? Who are you? Where... am I?" She looked around at the alien technologies. "I was in my car."
"Well...your not now. You had an accident." I explained.
"But I feel fine...am I in heaven? This isn't how I pictured it."
I couldn't help but laugh a bit.
"No. Your still on earth. Although I understand the confusion. An alien, a prophet and an angel in a strange room. In a box that can go anywhere in time and space that is bigger on the inside." I rambled.
"Ok...so...we're in the TARDIS. I'm an OC in a Superwholock crossover, I was in a car accident and now I'm in a coma. That's the only explaination." She reasoned.
I knew what I had to do.
"Alright Riley. I know this is going to freak you out, but it seems that it is necessary." I said before touching her head again.
She doubled over, clutching her head as memories were given. She started crying.
"I'm not...I'm not real. I'm just a copy."
"Stop that. Stop thinking that right now. You are as real as me and the Doctor, and Sherlock. Ok. In fact you are more than any of us can ever be. Your a human with your whole life ahead of you." I told her sternly.
"I'll take you home...and replace the car."
"Thank you...so are we really in the TARDIS?" She asked."Oh gosh. Geek mode activate. Yes. Come on! I'll give you the tour."
I led her to the hall and a Scottish voice followed.
"This is my ship, not a museum!""It's old enough to be!" I called back.
When we reached the consol room she stopped.
"You've redocorated...I don't like it."
"Oh. Well you never do." I quoted back."This is just...woah. I can't even...wow. I can't believe this is real." She astounded.
"Oh believe it."
There was an awkward silence."So what about the other Doctor? The one like me."
Her words ripped at my heart.
"He...was destroyed by guilt after...after Hailey died. I went back to him and he thought I was her. He couldn't even meet my eyes, so I flew away. And we've been flying ever since."I am so sorry about this. I just haven't had any ideas for the story. And someone (you know who you are) put this in a "Needs Update!!!" Reading list. So... tah daahhh
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