Right, so here is my first crossover!

Set between episodes 3 and 4 of Being Human and during season 3 of Doctor Who. So, Herrick isn't in the picture yet, Mitchell and Annie are together and George and Nina haven't told anyone about their little werewolf baby!

Over the course of the story I will tie in werewolves, vampires and ghosts to the Doctor Who universe - as obviously he has come across a few on the show.

"A stranger is a friend you have yet to meet"

-Anon-

Introductions

The blue box solidified out of nowhere, leaves swirling around it. From its depths stepped a tall man, dressed in a tight suit, long brown coat and an idiot grin. Following him came a young woman, with dark skin and long hair caught up in a ponytail. As she shrugged on a red leather jacket she raised an eyebrow at the man before her, "This does not look like the fourth planet in the Mobi system!"

He gave her an offended look, "How would you know? Ever been there before?"

She rolled her eyes, "No, but I'm sure they don't have Celebrity Big Brother." She nodded her head towards a shop window opposite, where the TV show was playing.

"Ah." The Doctor looked guilty, "We may have taken a slight detour."

Martha sighed, hoping this adventure would not involve slime; she was still trying to get the last bits off her boots. "Where - scrap that- when are we?"

"Wales - Barry Island to be exact," the Doctor sounded pleased with himself. "And it's," he licked his finger, holding it up in the air, "2011... ish... hopefully..."

His companion sighed, "And why are we here?" she said. "I mean,Barry Island is not exactly the most exciting place in the world, or the galaxy come to think of it."

"Oh, there are much more boring places!" the Time Lord scoffed. He then went on to describe, in gripping detail, the seven most boring places in the galaxy. Finally he caught a hold of himself and announced, "We're going to visit an old...acquaintance of mine."

He would say nothing more on the matter as the two of them walked on.

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There is an old bed and breakfast on Barry Island, inhabited by a less-than-normal group of - for want of a better word - people.

First up every morning is Annie, who may be a ghost, but still makes a fantastic cup of tea.

She is soon joined by Mitchell, Irish vampire and, as of a few weeks ago, her boyfriend. Although, the term does seem a little juvenile for a 118 year old.

George stumbled downstairs a little later, staring blearily through his glasses until he downed his first cup of coffee.

Through a mouthful of cereal Mitchell asked, "Where's Nina, mate?"

Yawning the werewolf replied, "Night shift. Should be back soon."

Whilst Annie rolled her eyes at her housemates' monosyllabic conversation, there came a knock at the door. She made 'I can't answer it because I'm an invisible ghost' eyes at Mitchell, who groaning, went to open the door.

Grumpily he wrenched the door open, barking "What." The vampire took one look at the couple on the front step and slammed it again.

Martha looked confusedly at the Doctor. "Was that supposed to happen?"

Inside the house Annie and George were just as baffled. Mitchell muttered something along the lines of, "Jehovah's witnesses" and "just leave it and they'll go away" before slumping down at the bar.

They didn't leave, the knocking only continued. Eventually George sighed, theatrically cried, "So I'll get it!" and stomped over to the door.

"Hi!" cried the man outside, messy hair atop a grinning face. "I'm the Doctor, and this is the lovely Martha Jones!"

The girl beside him gave a nervous wave and said hi.

The young werewolf sighed and said, "No, I don't want to accept the Lord Jesus Christ as my saviour."

"Um…" the two strangers went blank. They exchanged looks, and then hesitantly, like a man trying not to upset a crazy person; the one who had called himself the Doctor said, "We're here to see Mitchell."

"Oh." George paused. His voiced rose a notch, "Oh, ok then." He raised his hand, as if about to invite them inside then stopped and peered suspiciously.

Before he could say anything else the Doctor raised his hands in a placating manner and said, "It's OK, we aren't vampires! We just want to have a word with him."

Martha and George both stared in surprise as the odd man darted inside the house. At the same moment they spoke, "What? Vampire?", Martha said; whilst George exclaimed, "But how do you..."

The Doctor spun around in the house, caught sight of Annie and grinned. "Oh hello there!" He grabbed her hand, shaking it enthusiastically. Holding it up to his face for examination he then exclaimed, "Tingly! So, how long have you been dead then? No, no sorry, that's just me being rude again. Very nice to meet you, I'm the Doctor, and you are?"

Under barrage by the flow of words Annie blushed and stuttered her name.

Spinning around again the man bore down on George who was shutting the door behind himself and Martha. "And a werewolf! Oh, it does get more exciting!"

"I'm George," the werewolf in question offered, "And Mr. Rude over there is Mitchell."

The Doctor's eyes flickered over to the man on the bar stool and for a moment his eyes seemed cold and ancient. All he said however was, "We've met."

An awkward silence hung over the house for a beat. Then Martha, her eyes fixed on the spot where Annie was lingering, said, "Er, Doctor. Over there, in the corner…well, there's nobody there."

The three housemates looked decidedly awkward as the Doctor turned to his companion. He took her hand in his, looked her deep in the eyes and in a voice as smooth as syrup said, "Look Martha. Really look. Don't let your brain tell you she can't exist. Let the TARDIS telepathic circuit do its work to let you see what's really there; use your first sight, and see the truth."

Martha frowned and blinked. Over in the corner stood a young woman, dressed in grey. It wasn't as if she had just appeared out of nowhere, more like she had just blended into the background so much she had been invisible.

The Doctor spun around on his Converses, rubbed his hands together and asked, "Tea?"

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As Nina opened the door later that morning, she found her usual housemates joined by two others.

George introduced them, "Nina, this is the Doctor; he says he's an alien. And this is Martha, a medical student."

Nina noticed her boyfriend sounded a little strained, but voiced her first comment without thinking, "Bloody doctors…" she then trailed off as her brain processed what George had said. "Did you say alien?"

But before he could answer the man in the suit leaped up, pulling out a strange metallic object, lit with a blue light. He buzzed it in front of Nina, and then glanced at it. "Congratulations! It's a…." he paused, "It's a foetus!"

"You're pregnant?" Annie yelped, hugging Nina.

Mitchell grabbed George in a bear hug, "Congrats man," he muttered awkwardly.

Meanwhile, Martha leaned over and whispered to the Doctor, "She's a werewolf too?"

"Yup," he answered, still grinning.

"But you told me about that werewolf you met, back in Victorian times, you said it was an alien!"

He tutted irritatingly. "Keep up Martha. Just because it has feathers doesn't mean it's a chicken! This breed of werewolf has been on Earth for, oooh, hundreds, if not thousands of years…"

Before the Time Lord could continue, Mitchell interrupted their conversation.

"Why are you here Doctor?" He put emphasis on the name, as people always did when they thought the man had something to hide.

Martha didn't move, but inside something, some tiny instinct at the back of her mind was screaming at her to run. There was just something about the vampire that screamed danger.

The Doctor turned to face Mitchell, and out of the corner of her eye Martha could see Nina reach for George's hand. Annie hesitated, half reaching out to the vampire.

The Time Lord stared Mitchell down, his face cold as winter's first snow. "Why am I here? You should know, John Mitchell."

The ghost stared at the man she loved, her face a mask of confusion. Mitchell did not move a muscle.

The Doctor continued. "Ten years I gave you an ultimatum. Ten years to clean up your act. To stop killing." He took a step closer, and lowered his voice, calm and dangerous. "We made a deal, John Mitchell. We made a deal you and I. Now, here is the big question – did you keep up your side of the bargain?"

Got a little tense at the end there... so, when did they first meet?

Started of light, but the next chapter will get darker

And any Discworld fans...can you find the Terry Pratchett reference?

Also, anyone who can tell me when it was that Mitchell went clean, think it was shown in a flashback in Season 2. Just want to make sure I get my Being Human facts straight!