omg art by @artevalentinapaz to accompany a ridiculous crossover I'm working on:
The blue box appeared in Pneumatics on a Thursday. Teams immediately cordoned it off, and rangers were summoned to keep it under observation.
Jesse wandered in a few hours later, flipping through the report that Emily's team had prepared (and delivered by hand, since Pneumatics were temporarily quarantined).
"What the hell is a 'Police Box?'" she asked, as she looked it over.
"No idea," Emily said. "But that's not the weirdest part."
Jesse sighed and waited.
"In material composition and radioactive emission, it seems to match the Oldest House," Emily said. "At least, from what we've been able to determine from external examination."
"So that implies there's an interior to analyze?" Jesse murmured. She walked over and tried the handle on the box's door, and it stayed steadfastly shut.
A moment later the door popped open with a squeak. Jesse jumped backward and put herself between it and Emily. A blonde woman in a long coat bounded out, waving an object that flashed and whirred.
"Oh," she said, with curious realization. She trotted over to Jesse and waved the object around a bit, listening to the change in pitch. "I don't mean to alarm you, but are you aware that you're infested with an extradimensional alien parasite?"
Jesse blinked. "Yep. She really doesn't like the word 'infested,' though," she said.
"Oh," the woman said, again. She stowed her scanning object in its preferred pocket. "My apologies. Brilliant! I'm the Doctor. This is Yaz."
The other woman who had wandered out of the box waved, and hung back near the door. Jesse noticed that she looked around curiously, and that neither intruder seemed particularly worried about the strangeness of their environment.
"She's the Doctor," Jesse said wryly, as she hooked a thumb over her shoulder toward Emily. "I'm Jesse."
The Doctor started. "Not. Jesse Faden. Oh, and you're Doctor Emily Faden! You're both on my list! Well, I say 'list...'" She appeared prepared to ramble on for quite awhile until her companion gently elbowed her in the side. "It's an honor."
Emily's eyebrows had ascended to some new, permanent altitude. "Pope, actually."
"What?" the Doctor said. She looked around. "Where?"
"Emily Pope."
The Doctor blinked. "Oh." She flicked her eyes between Jesse and Emily and put on a bright smile. "My mistake." She swung her arms idly. "So, how many guns would you say are pointed at us right now?"
"At least a dozen," Jesse said.
"Never liked guns," the Doctor muttered. "What would it take to knock that number to half?"
"You could start by telling us how you found this place."
The Doctor smiled. "It doesn't like to be found, right? Funny, that. And us? We're just travelers."
"She's a menace," came a voice from the shadows off in a corner.
Jesse looked over her shoulder. "Ahti, you know these people?"
Ahti was mopping, and didn't bother looking up from his work. "One has the face that always changes. The other is the constant who is never the same," he muttered. "I know them."
"Nice to see you, too," said the Doctor, with a wave. "And if I'm a menace, we're going to have words about you parking a type 35 TARDIS in New York City for hundreds of years."
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