When Approaching an Ancient
Summary: Stargate SG-1/ Doctor Who crossover. Who helped the Time Lords become what they were? Why is the Doctor so interested in humans? Let me know if I should continue this…
: A Brief Introduction to Time Lord Pre-History :
The Time Lords were exceptionally advanced when they were still around but it hadn't always been that way. In their early introduction into the universe they found four other advanced races.
The ones that they admired most and their greatest alleys the Ancients who looked most like the Time Lords. Their companions were lower life forms from their adopted home world known as the Tau'ri. Who later fascinated one of the Time Lords known as the Doctor.
The second were the Asgard, and due to their own genetic manipulation they were short with thin arms and legs, large heads, small mouths, and delicate noses, with black bulging eyes, and a grey pallor of skin.
The other two were the Nox who also resembled the Ancients though their features were softer and hair wilder they were the most peaceful and kindly of these races.
The Gadmeer were the most unusual for their biological needs were vastly different then the other three they were lizard like with reptilian scales and a whip like tails.
However when these four races alliance themselves, so too did their enemies. They introduced a plague to the Ancients- which would kill them, without them the Asgard forgot their warnings of DNA.
Then they were forced to do battle with the Replicators and now searched for a way to undo what they had done to their bodies. Predictably the Nox and Gadmeer the most peaceful secluded themselves to their home worlds.
The Gadmeer however, realized their world was gone and no other would be suitable for a very long time. Thus they entrusted their survival to their ship hoping it in latter years could terraform a suitable planet in the near future.
It was then the Time Lords fell in the Time Wars. With no dominate race the galaxy fell to the Goa'uld.
The Doctor was fiddling with the TARDIS yet again. Secretly amused by this, Rose watched the Doctor work- she didn't think the TARDIS was broke or even needed fiddling with. But whenever she tried to tell this to the Doctor he mumbled about 'stupid apes' and such.
Really though she thought he just needed something to take his mind off everything he had done in his 900 years. Though she wouldn't dare tell him that, he was very cranky when he didn't have something to fiddle with.
The TARDIS suddenly jerked and unprepared for the unexpected motion Rose hit her head and blacked out from the pain.
She woke to the Doctor hovering over her and an annoying screeching alarm of the TARDIS's with flashing lights, which she had never heard before or seen before.
"Are you alright Rose?" The Doctor asked, gentle hands helping her sit up and smoothing her hair down. Apparently she had given him quite a scare; she nodded searching his face for a hint over what was happening.
"Where are we?" Rose asked, feeling well enough to talk but not well enough to try to sit up yet. She rubbed her forehead and winched when the alarm didn't have mercy on her ears.
"Don't know- haven't looked out of the TARDIS yet, but I know the alarm isn't the TARDIS's, though the lights are hers." The Doctor said softly glancing at the door.
"What did we hit?" Rose asked feeling along her forehead for bumps or worse blood, she found none though. The Doctor sighed leaning back, his face a mix of confusion- and not a little amount of annoyance.
"Apparently- we didn't hit anything, we felt a distant shockwave of a sun flaring and exploding." The Doctor answered, and Rose was very glad they hadn't been close enough to get worse then a bad lurch and banged head. Turning concerned eyes on her the Doctor got to his feet, and Rose lifted her hands to him so he could help pull her off the floor.
"Are you sure you want to try walking you got banged up pretty bad." The Doctor said softly and Rose wobbled the world tilting dangerously and she finally took full inventory of her injures.
Her wrist ached and was starting to burse, her shoulder felt as if had been jolted out of the socket, and her chest ached probably because of having the air knocked out of them one to many times.
"I'll be fine Doctor; I just need to find some way to turn off that damned alarm." Rose muttered as with the Doctor's help she made her way to the door.
"It's funny," The Doctor murmured as he opened the door and walked out, holding the door open for Rose. "I've only heard alarms this bad in military bases." He finished his statement his attention was on Rose's injures so he did not notice Rose's face pale as she faced whatever was beyond him.
"Doctor..." Rose voice was as breathy and scared as it had been when she stared death in the face- the Doctor stiffened and turned to see what danger they had landed in.
He was met by more guns then he'd ever come face to face with, he put his hands up and plastered a stupid grin on his face, while ensuring Rose was behind him. She was human and while it might hurt him he could regenerate- Rose couldn't when she was gone she wasn't coming back.
"Hello, just passing through. Sorry for the inconvenience, anyone happen to know where the nearest hospital is or the nearest bathroom- maybe?" The Doctor babbled, the soldiers looked like American ones, so that babbling endlessly probably wasn't going to work with them.
"Who are you?" Interrupted a balding man, which was good that meant they weren't going to shoot first and ask questions later. He was probably the one in charge of this group and answering him would most definitely be a good thing.
"My name's the Doctor- the lovely lady behind me, who's rather injured at the moment- is Rose. What's yours?" The Doctor finished keeping most of his attention on the group in front of him.
The rest of his mind was scrabbling for a way to shove Rose into the TARDIS without getting either of them shot and get the heck out of here. That however was probably imposable at the moment.
"General Hammond, in charge of the SGC base you're standing in." Hammond seemed like the good sort and hadn't asked what he was a Doctor of- which always amused him when he told the humans his name.
"Pleased to meet you, now my arms are getting kind of tired- but I can assure you neither of us is armed." The Doctor said watching the soldier's expressions.
It probably wasn't everyday an old blue police box showed up out of nowhere yet they didn't seem too surprised then again judging by the calm tone of voice Hammond had used they were probably used to strange things.
"Stand down men, now how did you get here?" Hammond asked though the Doctor knew he would have no issues with ordering his men to shoot them. Which is what these lads- and lasses too surprisingly, looked like they wanted to do.
"The little blue box behind me of course- called a TARDIS though. Goes through time and space- anywhere or when you want to go to it'll take me. Although it does seem to have issues with sun's exploding near it." The Doctor knew he should have probably held his tongue but Hammond seemed to trust him.
"Where do you come from?" Hammond asked, the Doctor glanced at Rose, her face was pale and she looked green. The Doctor decided that if they were going to shoot them they would have and he let Rose to grip his jacket as she swayed and battled the urge to heave.
"Rose is 18, picked her up in the 21 Century, Earth in England." The Doctor answered wondering how to explain himself. Rose was obviously not as okay as she had led him to believe.
Or perhaps it was too much excitement after just hurting herself. Probably why he was answering all these questions- that and they had them cornered and he really didn't want to loose Rose- or regenerate himself.
"And you're self?" Hammond questioned, the Doctor gave in to the urge to look bitter and self loathing, though Rose wouldn't allow him that indulgence very long after she recovered. She would probably make him go shopping with her.
"My home world was destroyed." Maybe it was the expression of pain worse then they could know or Rose hanging onto his jacket arm so tightly her knuckles were turning white.
Whatever it was the American's seemed to sympathize with him and decide unanimously that while they didn't trust him just yet they wouldn't hold him at gun point. Of which the Doctor was grateful for, as he really needed to get Rose to a hospital- or at least sitting down.
"Come on lets get her the clinic." On of the soldiers- a girl with a low ponytail insisted stepping foreword to help him with Rose and take them to clinic.
"We will debrief you when your friend is able to walk right." Hammond said as they passed him, the Doctor nodded. For now all his attention was focused on getting his companion back on her feet.
AN: Big thank you to Stoko for making suggestions on how to improve the flow of this chapter.