Doctor Who/Teen Wolf Crossover: Running Out Of Time

Pocket Watch

You seen familiar, like I've met you before

You seem familiar.

Like I have met you before.

Stiles just couldn't get those words out of his head. He couldn't get the Doctor out of his head.

Why was it so difficult?

He was walking home and he just couldn't get the meeting out of his head and it wasn't just because the meeting was strange or odd.

He'd seen plenty of strange things in Beacon Hills.

What was really nagging on his mind was that the Doctor also seemed familiar to him as well.

But how can that be?

He was sure he hadn't met anyone like the Doctor before, such an odd man.

And yet he did look familiar, it was bugging the hell out of him!

Why?

Why did he look familiar when Stiles swore he had not met him before?

He had gone into the police box and then the police box had just vanished, slowly.

Just like that.

The Doctor had said that maybe he would see them soon, that maybe they had met in the future.

He said it like somehow that made everything make sense!

Everything has felt so normal after that, with Scott in the woods, along.

Hell maybe it he hadn't been with Scott who had seen it too, he'd be questioning his sanity right now or possibly thinking it was some sort of hallucination.

But Stiles did know one thing, he was going to reseach the shit out of this once he got home. He would not go to sleep unless he found something, that was for sure.

As he got closer to his house there was a new feeling that circled his heart, that he'd never felt before.

A pull he did not understand.

A strange pulling feeling towards his house. He... needed to go home.

There was something there waiting for him. What? He didn't know. But he did know he needed to go home.

Stiles hesitated once he got to his own door, something was waiting for him.

Something he could feel at the back of his mind, tingling, prodding.

His hand hesitated before he opened the door, wary of what he'd find inside.

It was the same pulling feeling that made him turn towards his living room first.

Something was there...

Something that shouldn't be.

Stiles froze suddenly.

He could hear something?

Whispers coming from the room and almost his own mind, what was going on?

It was terrifying yet exciting at the same time.

It seemed all this was somehow trapped in whatever web meeting this Doctor had created.

The next mystery was definitely in the living room.

He stepped inside, looking around.

There was something that called to Stiles, it caught his attention unlike anything had ever done before.

It was sitting on a desk in the living room.

He hadn't seen it or noticed it there before, though like the Doctor it did seem familiar.

What was it doing here?

Why did he feel so pulled towards it?

A golden, small pocket watch.

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