Strangers to Lovers (Tenth Doctor X Reader)

1

You are walking to your office. A luxury of being a scientist and a psychologist. You popped your ID into the card slot. The swinging doors opened. Your phone started to ring.

"Hello?", You ask.

"Move! Move!", said the voice.

"Hello?", You ask again, a little more in panic.

"Aliens are coming! Hide! HIDE!", the voice said again, in more of a hurry.

You shut off your phone and threw it in your purse/bag/satchel. Who the hell was that? You huffed. You started heading to your office. Up on the eighth floor. You had a person coming in, Harold Fitz, you thought he sounded like a psychopath. But hey! Who were you to judge.

You breathed in a huge breath. Today was Tuesday February 22, What could possibly go wrong?

You heard a knock on the door.

"Who is it?", You holler.

"Harold, Harold Fitz.", said the gruff voice from the other end.

"Oh!", You were surprised he was already here. You opened the door. A man with ginger hair, and beard wandered in. He is wearing a plaid undershirt, blue suit and forest-looking tie. He is also wearing black dress pants.

"Hi Harold. What brings you here today?", You ask.

"There was a... ALIEN in my house. It looked like my friend. Dave. So Dave came in. Or at least I thought it WAS Dave. Dave wanted me to eat one of the cookies he made just for me. Dave normally never bakes OR cooks. So that was strange. But I decided. HEY why not. What could go wrong. Then I blacked out. I saw Dave. Dead. On the floor. But I was still alive. I noticed Dave had lashes all over his body. It was quite strange. You know what I mean?", Harold said, panic imminent in his voice, he signalled to the door which you found strange.

"Oh, I'm sorry. But I don't know how...", You started to say.

"Get out of here!", Harold yelled to you.

"What?", You asked, unsure of the danger he was referring to.

"Get out! Before I kill you or something...", He said slower, "I fear whatever I am will attack you."

You slowly walked to the door. Realizing that the steps were steep and you having a fear of heights. You looked back. Harold had started to move his limbs in a inhumanly fashion. Like he was possessed.

"Go.", He said through gritted teeth, "I can't hold it back anymore. Run! RUN!"

You jumped out of the window. Your head started to spin as you looked down. At the door was Harold but not Harold. He looked like a alien gone wrong. His teeth were sharp and jutted out of his mouth. His eyes had turned red and looked deeply into yours. He had wings the size of planes wings. You held onto the railing with a vice like grip. Your heart had started to race. You were on the seventh floor stairs. The ... creature following closely behind you. 'Harold' clung to the railing, shaking it violently. You clung on even tighter by now.

You slowly made your way down to the ground. Each time close to falling off. You stepped on the pavement. Now in the full view of the creature. You ran. Running as fast as your legs could carry you. You looked back. The creature was flying low to the ground. Hands stretched out. You ran to the nearest alley.

"Dead end? Seriously.", You said, slightly annoyed by the way the day was turning out for you.

The creature was coming closer. Then you heard the sound of an engine. Before you opened your eyes you felt a pair of hands shaking you slightly. You opened your eyes to see a brown haired man with a undercoat and striped pants and suit with a white undershirt. His hair was all over the place but mostly in the center as a somewhat- mohawk. But not really.

"Hello?", You asked, unsure how to respond.

"Hello.", He said, giving you a wide smile.

"I'm Y/N. What the bloody hell was that.. THING.", You asked pointing at the doors.

"I don't know. Did it say it's name was Harold? Never mind that. Why did you meet something like it. It's a... I don't know.", the man started ruffling his hair in what looked like frantic thought.

"Yes?", You said in half a question, "Who are you? You saved me from getting... mauled?"

"The Doctor. Nice to meet you Y/N. Where or... no no no no... What were you doing?", the Doctor said to you.

"You're a doctor? Then can you help me catch that thing?", You asked him, still looking deeply into his brown eyes.

"I can. Yes. I can. Oh, yes.", the Doctor looked at you, his eyes bright and taking his hands out of his hair, leaving it a mess. He was pointing at you.

"Me?", You ask, not sure if that was the right response.

"Yes. You.", the Doctor took your hand and dragged you out of the impossible box.

"But it's... it's a police box from the 1950s. It possible can't be bigger on the inside.", You said, flabbergasted.

"Yes yes. Now where do you think it went? The creature I mean. Where did it go?", he asked you, his eyes meeting yours, like he was trying to find something.

"I think, and I can be wrong but I think it went west. Towards this weird place called... Findings. A cryptic delapitated museum and shop. Very nice stuff there. I like it.", You said, your eyes still staring at the doctor's.

"Gotcha!", he yelled, making you jump from his all of a sudden energy boost.

Bringing you back into the TARDIS, he plugged in the destination using various levers, buttons and pulleys. Among some other foreign objects you had no idea what they did.

Soon you arrived at Findings. The place was cryptic but people still looked at the Chupacabra for fun. Laughing at it's ears. But now, here you were. Trying to find a creature from a whole other planet in a museum/shop that was already hard to get through. 

The Doctor nodded at you. You nodded back. Not knowing what else to do you knocked on the door. No answer. 

"Hello? Hello?', You looked towards the doctor, "It's locked."

"Not anymore it's not!", the Doctor, his screwdriver buzzing, the door was magically open.