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Synopsis: The Doctor and Donna are put to the ultimate test where a lot more than life is on the line and their bond is put to the ultimate test...
Senses
The Doctor looked at Donna through the eerily thick silence. Literally he could not hear a thing.
He was looking at Donna with wide eyes, panic and concern creeping in fast for her as he watched her rub her eyes again and again and again, rubbing them almost raw before blinking rapidly and starting the whole process over again. She was beginning to cry and her bottom lip had started to tremble. Her hands finally gave up their assault on her eyes and instead stretched out before her, shaking and trembling, feeling her way it seemed towards him.
That's when he noticed her lips were moving. They were shaping a word but nothing was coming out. Had she lost her voice? He struggled against his bonds and called out to her; only to stop in utter shock.
He couldn't hear his own voice.
'Donna I'm here! Donna, listen to me!' He shouted but nothing came out, he couldn't hear. He was deaf. It was the Doctor's turn to panic.
Her head snapped in his direction as he shouted so she obviously must have heard him, meaning he did have a voice, he just couldn't hear it.
She mouthed a jumble of desperate words again. It was useless he couldn't hear her. She gestured to her eyes and made a 'nothing' sign. Oh...oh no. She was blind! He was deaf and she was blind!
See no evil hear no evil...then who was speak no evil then, he thought wryly before guiding Donna to him despite the fact he could hear nothing of his own directions. She blindly, literally, stumbled towards his voice until she was next to him and her shaky hand finally made contact with his chest. She visibly relaxed now in his embrace.
'Donna, it's ok, I'm here now so don't worry.' He reassured softly, however Donna literally cringed away from him, her expression turning to pain. She mouthed something at him with empty eyes.
'What? Are you hurt? Donna, show me with your hands.' He desperately tried to assess what was wrong with her, but again as he spoke she flinched.
Was she scared of him? That thought hurt his hearts a little. 'Donna, it's only me, don't be afraid.' He said gently despite Donna flinching away yet again.
She glared in what she thought was his direction, then, running her hands over his body, down until she reached his pockets, she plunged her hand in and a moment later, pulled out the physic paper.
She held it up to him with an annoyed expression.
I'm not afraid, you're shouting loudly right in my ear you dumbo!
He understood, he couldn't hear how loud he was talking. He visibly reddened. 'Sorry.' He apologised it what he hoped was a normal volume but yet again Donna slapped her hands over her ears.
She held the paper up again.
Whisper, that way you'll be at normal volume.
He tried, 'Sorry Donna.' He said in a whisper and sure enough this time Donna smiled.
I can't see.
'I know, I'm sorry, but don't be afraid, I'll fix this. I just need your help first.' He said, craning his head forward to press a kiss to her forehead. In her blind state this was a much needed comfort.
What is it? She asked through the physic paper.
'I'm tied up, my hands above my head, I need you to undo them, Sonic is in my right chest pocket.' He whispered/spoke and to his relief Donna instantly patted her hands across his chest until she felt the pocket and retrieved the screwdriver. She ran her hand up his arm and felt his hands, knowing where to point, she pointed the sonic in that direction and sure enough, his bonds snapped off and he had just enough time to push Donna back before heavy metal cuffs fell on her.
She stumbled, and almost fell if it wasn't for the Doctors hand grabbing her waist. She shuddered hating the feeling this lack of sight was making her feel so vulnerable.
Why did you push me? She asked on the paper and made sure her face looked hurt.
'Stop you getting hurt.' He said, smiling down at her despite her not being able to see. 'Are you injured Donna?' He asked, hoping darkly their captors hadn't laid a finger on her.
She nodded, and then laid a hand on her head. He understood, and quickly took her hands and placed them on his chest to steady her, whilst he leant forward and using his own hands, parted her beautiful red locks until he came across a matted oozing wound. His own blood boiled. They would pay for this.
'Is it making you feel sick or dizzy?' He asked and again she nodded. He nodded with a stormy expression and then, quickly kissing beside each eye, he placed his fingers over the same spots and closed his own eyes concentrating.
Her eyes fluttered feeling his presence in her mind. She could feel him forcing the dizzy headache away and locking it for the time being behind a wall, metaphysically speaking. He let go, and her unseeing eyes drifted open once more.
Thank you.
'You're welcome.' He said offering her a brilliant smile before remembering she can't see it.
Are you hurt? She asked and he smiled at her thoughtfulness always towards him.
'I'll survive, just a little headache of my own from whatever they've done to block my hearing.' He said and she suddenly looked really concerned herself, feeling her way up to his cheek, then leaving her hand there, she stood on tip toes to kiss his temples like he had to her.
Sorry I can't do what you did to make it go away. She apologised and the Doctor saw the tell tale signs of her insecurities when her cheeks blushed red, covering some freckles. He folded her into a strong embrace to comfort and remove any negative thoughts she had.
Why can't we hear or see?
'I don't know, but don't worry, I'll fix it.' He said, after a while, pulling out of the embrace and taking her hand instead.
They walked to the main exit of the cell to inspect the door only to swiftly return back to walking around the cell. Donna nudged his shoulder, he looked down at her concerned, she held up the paper, her non seeing eyes staring blankly forward at nothing.
Do you have an escape plan?
'No, but I'm thinking of one. I'm reluctant to go without knowing why they've stolen our senses.' He said and squeezed her hand. She nodded.
Before she had lowered the paper enough to be unreadable he caught sight of an unruly thought she hadn't had time to filter what she wanted read. The sentence made him angry and sad and protective all at once.
I'm scared.
'Don't be scared. I won't let anything happen to you I promise.' He said, kissing her crown as they continued to walk their restless energy away.
I'm not scared.
The hand which held the psychic paper however belied her fib with its persistent shake. He eyed her reproachfully despite the fact she couldn't see.
'Don't lie Donna, I can always tell.' He scolded and even though he couldn't hear his voice, he knew it was thick with authority. Donna blushed. 'It's ok to be scared.' He added and she this time she nodded, leaning her head against his shoulder.
How can you tell? She asked curious to her giveaway signs when lying.
"You bite your lip...and other signs..." He smirked in a playful way but yet again, he remembered she couldn't see.
Right then, lead me to the wall please.
Donna asked and the Doctor did so without question, he knew his brilliant Donna so well, he didn't have to ask what she was doing.
And sure enough she started walking away from the wall, arms outstretched, counting her steps as she went. She was memorizing the room by step. Learn your surroundings, a tip from him when they first got captured a year ago.
Door Doctor?
He led her to the door so she could feel it and finally she asked if there was anything else in the room she should know.
'Only a window, it's too high to get to.' He smiled continuously at her, enjoying being able to watch her every movement for once without being caught by her eagle eye. Now he watched and stored all the images into his memory for later with his hearts' content.
Suddenly Donna twirled around at the sound of a massive clanking sound followed by a hissing sound. The Doctor was frantically looking at her for any sign of what was happening. He grabbed her arm to get her attention to which she held up the paper with terrified eyes.
Noise, loud, what is it?
He instantly tightened his hold on her hand, swivelling on his feet to stare all and everywhere at once.
"Do not let go of my hand, not for anything, do you understand?" He said knowing full well his voice was dark with thunder. She nodded fearfully, practically pressing herself against him.
"And stay in my line of sight at all times. If I can't see you, I'll lose you. I can't have that happen." He said even more protectively and Donna smiled despite the seriousness of the situation. It was the amount of love for her in which he spoke.
She suddenly held up the paper in turn. Don't you let go then please.
He winked at her. 'Never.'
Then it all kicked off. Several strong figures came running in and the Doctor pushed Donna behind him, keeping her hand tightly encased in his, he yelled angrily at the guards.
'Stop whatever you're about to do and tell us why we're here, what have we done?'
They didn't seem to care and fired a small dart straight into the Doctor's arm. He roared in anger and yanked it out. 'What are you doing?'
'Doctor?' Donna whimpered loudly forgetting he couldn't hear and came out slightly from behind him; it was enough for a dart to be fired at her. It hit just above her left breast and she screamed in pain.
The Doctor saw the aim and turned in horror realising it was Donna they had been firing at.
He glanced briefly at her and felt bile rising as blood had started staining through her top. 'Sorry.' He said before pulling the dart out quickly, hoping whatever was in hadn't kicked into her system yet. He squeezed her hand supportively and stared back at the guards, who were now watching expectantly for their shots to kick in.
The Doctor's mind buzzed, were they meant to be sleeping about now? The hell with it, he suddenly pulled Donna to the floor with him, and slumped deliberately over her, squeezing her hand hoping to god she knew it was a ruse.
Donna was simply too terrified to move but thankfully that was what the Doctor wanted, and in the corner of the Doctors eye he saw the guards visibly relax.
As soon as they turned, the Doctor was up and punching the nearest to him. Of course, he fully expected the others to instantly retaliate but by that point he had hoped to have gained the upper hand.
He was in a scuffle of his own as he saw a man grab Donna, thankfully, and surprising, she could tell it wasn't the Doctor and instantly slapped in the direction of the man's head. She misgauged his height however and clocked him around the ear, probably blowing his ear drum!
'Good one Donna!' The Doctor cheered earning an ear to ear smile from Donna aimed in his direction; he smiled himself, kneeing his captor in the groin. They had somehow managed to keep their hands locked together and the Doctor squeezed it yet again.
Up ahead he noticed a slight illumination that was different from the lightning everywhere else in this holding. It had to be the exit.
He didn't think he didn't care if he was being careful not to wound, wound anymore; he simply let the Time Lord Fury loose.
To be continued...Hope you all like. Please review if you did :) and to those reading any of my other stories, I'll be updating all soon.
Frailly