Okay, so those of you that may have read my other stuff know what you're getting into- and those who don't… well, don't get too attached to the OC's.

Warnings: Tentacle rape! Sorry. Yeah, I know , it's horrible.

Rule One

The Doctor Lies

The Doctor has rules for his companions, just general rules to know when you live him one. The first, and perhaps most important rule, was this: The Doctor Lies. When you're running around to so many different places, it's easy to forget your own safety- it seems like a dream, and you almost forget that you can get hurt. Even with so much danger (the Doctor always attracts danger), The Doctor always makes you feel safe, and doesn't allow you to get hurt. At least, usually.

The TARDIS wheezed and groaned as The Doctor landed his ship again. Jamie bounced in his excitement, yet waited patiently (impatiently) by the door. Today he wore a white undershirt with his jeans, an overlarge black jacket over that.

"What's the name of this one? What year is it? Are the locals funny colored?" Jamie walked up to the doctor, bouncing around him until he was stilled by strong arms wrapping around him from behind, hugging him close and kissing his hair.

"They're a cousin to the Saturnynes- well, more of a devolved, second-uncle thrice removed's, ex-husband's, sister's, boyfriend. Distant! But there is absolutely a relation." Jamie laughed at that, leaning back in the Doctor's arms.

"What're they called?"

"Oh, yes! They're Jabberwaiks. They're big, blobby, tentacle things, semi-aquatic. Actually, their planet rains so much that they might as well be aquatic." Jamie grinned up at him. "Ok, onward!"

*A Few Hours Later…*

After wandering between various streets and alleys to no avail, Jamie decided that maybe it would be better if he waited back at the TARDIS. The Doctor would eventually come back, and take him out again when he realized that Jamie had gotten lost. Besides, the ship was safe, not that the Doctor would take him to any hostile planet, or leave his companion by himself if there was any chance that he would get hurt.

Oh! There he was, standing beside a rather large group of the Jabberwaiks, talking avidly. Jamie started walking towards the Doctor, when he saw the Jabberwaiks grab the Doctor roughly, pinning his arms and legs. Jamie ran towards him, shouting.

"Hey! Leave him alone! Let him go, what's wrong with you?" Jamie launched himself into the fray, and found tentacle arms wrapping around himself, as well. Despite his struggles, the companion found his arms pinned, and his legs clamped together. One of the aliens leaned towards the Doctor, face-to-face.

"This is one of yours? He belongs to you?" The Doctor shook his head avidly.

"No, no! He's just a meddling bystander! Let him go-" The interrogator roared, putting a stop to the Doctors lies. What was happening, and why were they in trouble? A tentacle arm around his throat tightened. From the corner of his eye, the Doctor was fighting to get loose, his own oxygen cut off. Jamie's throat burned, and he couldn't get air no matter how hard he struggled. Black dots danced in front of his eyes, and then he went limp.

Jamie came awake slowly, blinking and trying to sooth the ache around his neck. Tentatively, he reached around, feeling the sore spot around the base where the tentacle had wrapped. It felt bruised and irritated, but nothing he couldn't live with.

He sat up slowly, trying to ignore the spinning of the room- which was a horrible way to wake up.

He was in a cell- a very small cell, only about seven foot by seven foot, but the ceiling reached about ten feet higher than he could reach, so probably about twenty feet from the ground. Across the huge room, in a cell almost identical to Jamie's, was the Doctor- the only difference was that the Doctor was chained to a very sturdy wall, hands and legs separated, with very short chains.

"Jamie? You're awake now, right?" The Doctor's voice was hushed, but distinct.

"Yeah. Doctor, why are you chained?"

"Jamie, I promise, it's going to be okay. I won't let them do it, I won't let them hurt you. Okay?" The Doctor's voice was stern, serious, and it worried Jamie.

"Doctor, you won't let them do… what? What do they want with you?" They're not going to kill you, are they?" The Doctor shook his head, and closed his eyes, as if to collect his thoughts.

"No, they don't want me. That gang saw-" Jamie interrupted.

"Gang? Doctor, this isn't earth. They have gangs here?" The Doctor nodded as he answered, and continued.

"Yes, they still have gangs, and they're just as dangerous as the ones in Salt Lake." Where Jamie was from, SLC, Utah. "The gang saw us earlier, and they wanted you. They thought you were… attractive. But I promise, I won't let them hurt you. You believe me, right?" Of course Jamie believed him, the Doctor had never let him get hurt before.

Before they had a chance to think of a plan, a door to the left of the Doctor's cell opened and several Jabberwaiks walked- slithered- in. One was much larger than the others. If the rest of the aliens were as tall as the Doctor, then this one was probably a foot taller. Jamie assumed this was the leader. It's skin was a darker green, almost black, and it had thorns covering its tentacles, except for the first foot, which was smooth.

The aliens ignored the Doctor despite his best efforts- they simply didn't care what he had to say. As the leader got closer Jamie could see veins pulsing just underneath the skin, where tiny pores began secreting a mucus. The renegade Jabberwaiks unlocked Jamie's cell, but kept the entrance blocked. Jamie tried to dodge and escape, and to fight back once the creature had captured him in it's grip. One of the Jabberwaiks arms wrapped around his ankles and another at the knees. One went around his waist, over is bucking hipbones, the fourth pinned his arms down at the wrists, the next at the elbow. The rest tore at his clothes and left him shivering from exposure to the cold and damp air.

The Doctor was screaming in the background, pulling hard at his chains. Blood dribbled down his forearms and feet from where the metal had bit through the skin of his wrists and ankles from his struggles. He screamed at the gang not to touch the boy, to leave him alone. He begged them to leave Jamie alone, he was just a kid. To abuse himself instead, let the Doctor take his companions friend, that he could take it. Nobody listened.

The tip of a tentacle was shoved into Jamie's mouth, hot and sticky from crying. It tasted terrible, the way swamp water smelled, and he could feel the pulsing of the veins pressing into his tongue. He tasted every drop of the mucus the leader was secreting. The thorns pinched into Jamie's skin, leaving blood to drop down from the punctures.

The leader loosened its grip so that it could spread Jamie's legs, and he took the opportunity to kick one leg free, yanking his head back, only to have all of the other arms tighten around him, squeezing hard. He could feel the thorns go deeper, and somehow he got a gash on his cheek. Blood streamed down the side of his face, mixing with tears and falling onto the alien's tentacle.

Jamie's legs were spread, despite his best efforts to keep it otherwise, and a slick tentacle pushed at his entrance. It pushed through, just the tip at first. It was painful, and Jamie tried not to clench- it wasn't the first time that he had a dick up there, but before it had always been willing, and after much stretching, but he knew that clenching would just make it worse. It didn't seem to matter either way though, because after a second the leader pushed the rest of the length in. Jamie thought he felt something tear, and he screamed. The thing started pumping, slowly at first, then quickly moving to a far more brutal pace. The leader hadn't re-gagged him, and Jamie kept screaming, tears mixing with the blood and dirt on his face.

And when the leader was done and pulled out, Jamie cried in relief. Until the next Jabberwaik slithered forward, and roughly entered the human. The Doctor was still screaming in the background, but it was hoarse now. Jamie's screams echoed off the walls until his voice gave out, and all that was left with tiny squeaks.

When it was all over and done with, the gang left from the same door they came from. A few horrible minutes passed, and then the Doctor's binding were released. He dropped to the floor ungracefully, before pushing himself up to shake the locked cell door. A second later, both doors opened, followed by another door, opposite the one that the gang had exited. Jamie didn't move from his fetal position on the cold and damp floor, and the Doctor rushed to his companions side.

"Jamie, I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." The boy didn't respond, and his shaking grew. The Doctor sighed and wiped the tears from his own face before he picked Jamie up. There was nothing left to salvage of Jamie's clothes, so the doctor wrapped him in his larger jacket. The Doctor carried Jamie to the TARDIS, and wondered if his companion would ever forgive him. He had told the boy that he wouldn't let him be hurt- of course, rule number one: The Doctor Lies.