I don't own any of the Doctor who characters. This story is still developing, so please bear with me. Thank you for taking the time to read it and comments are always appreciated.
One.... Two....
Three....Gasping,
Renee flung herself off of the bed. Struggling to gain consciousness,
Renee opened her eyes and glanced around the dark room. Nothing
seemed out of place; dresser drawer still opposite her bed, door to
the bathroom directly to the left of that. Nightstand and window to
her right across the bed. Breathing hard, Renee struggled to remember
what had pulled her out of her sleep so violently. A word, hurriedly
whispered in her ear. What was it? **********************************************************************************
"Doctor!" Renee cried,
suddenly remembering.
But why would I remember that
word? What does a doctor have to do with anything?
Standing
up, the blanket slipped from her lap and onto the floor. Renee
snatched it up and wrapped it around herself. Realizing she wasn't
going back to sleep, Renee walked around the bed to the nightstand
and turned on the lamp resting there. Blinking in the sudden light
she sat down on the bed and kept trying to remember what she had been
dreaming about only moments before. She sat there for a few minutes,
and then decided she wasn't going to remember. Glancing down at the
nightstand, she saw the locket she'd had since forever and picked it
up. It was old; older than she was, though Renee did not know the
exact age. The pendant it self was about an inch and a half both
length and width; the chain was about thirty four inches. Rubbing the
locket absentmindedly, Renee looked a the clock. Four thirty in the
morning. Slipping the locket around her neck, she stood back up and
moved to the dresser. Great,
she thought. Might as well start my day. I'm definitely not
going back to
sleep.
Trying
to juggle a coffee up top a mound of books, Renee struggled with the
doors to the University Library. She had loads to do with finals
only being two weeks away. The Library got quite busy during the
las two weeks before finals because it always seemed that students
waited till the last possible minute to prepare. Managing to get
through the doors, Renee hurried across the lobby towards the
studying area. It was a tucked away place in the rear of the first
floor of the library and Renee was thankful for that. It was quiet
for one thing, and when you had an armload of stuff to carry it was
the quickest place to get to. Unloading the pile of books from the
overnight return bin in the first cubicle, she grabbed an empty book
cart and plunked herself down in the chair and started organizing
everything. "Social Migration of the Archivists over here, Biology
of Elizabethans here-"
"Why in the world
are we in a library? We've already visited a library. A whole planet
in fact, that was a library. Frankly I'm a bit bored with libraries."
A female voice said loudly, carrying over the entire first floor.
Renee turned around and looked in the direction of the voice. She saw
a man and a woman standing just at the edge of the studying area.
The woman was of medium height, her red hair falling just past her
shoulders. She was glaring at the man beside her who was just
grinning back. Renee studied the man. He was tall and slander, with a
brown hair that stuck out from the top of his head, but in a neat
sort of fashion. He was started to look around, as if searching for
something. "Oh Donna, cheer up will you? We're in the most
extensive library in your century! Humans are just now discovering
wealths of information and its all being stored here." the man
exclaimed. "And we're here because there is someone I need to see
about a book. So if you'll excuse me."
And with that the
man walked off, leaving the woman, Donna, all alone. Renee turned
back around to her cubicle. She would let Marge, the head librarian
help them with what they were looking for. She had to get everything
organized for the midday rush. Oh but what if it was a manuscript the
man was looking for? Or one of the older leather bound editions? She
knew where they kept most of the oldest records in this place. After
all, this was like her second home wasn't it? She should probably
help them at least look for whatever it is they were here for. Marge
at this time of day was usually up on the fourth floor as the early
morning was the slowest time of the day and she really wasn't
supposed to be climbing the huge ladders after the fall she had last
autumn. If they needed some of the older materials Marge wouldn't be
able to get them. And the other assistant librarians wouldn't be here
till much later. And the students didn't have to had all the study
materials laid out right at this moment did they?
Renee took a
drink of her coffee and went over to the woman, who was still
standing right where the man had left her. "Pardon me, but I
couldn't help overhearing your conversation. I'm First Assistant
Renee Kavanagh. Maybe I can help you find what you're here for?"
she asked Donna.
"I have no idea what we're hear for. He just dragged me here, babbling on about some bloody book he needed to find. You never know with that man. I'm Donna by the way." Donna said, extending her hand.
Renee took Donna's hand and shook it. "It's nice to meet you Donna." she said. "You should probably let your friend know that the Head Librarian is most likely up on the fourth floor so if he's looking for something specific he should inquire with her. Or myself ."
Donna
smiled. "Thanks. I'll let him know." she said. "It was nice to
meet you Renee."
Renee smiled as Donna walked away after her
friend. Lovely woman
Renee thought as she went back to the cubicle. She quickly got to
work organizing the books on the cart.
Some time later as Renee
was placing books students had dropped off on the correct shelves on
the second floor, Donna and the man came walking across the lobby
from the opposite staircase towards the entrance, whispering loudly.
Glancing down, she almost called out to them, but stopped herself at
how quickly they were leaving. Within moments the two were gone and
Renee quickly placed the books on the shelves and headed towards the
staircase. As she got half way down the stairs the building started
shaking with alarming force. Renee grabbed the rail, trying not to
fall the rest of the way down. Panicking, her eyes darted around . As
soon as the shaking had started it stopped. Renee looked around. Some
of the bookcases had toppled into each other and a few lamps had
fallen off the main desk to the floor. Renee picked herself up from
the stairwell and went in search of Marge to make sure she was
okay.
Renee found her on the third floor, pinned between one of
the bookshelves and the wall. "Oh my God Marge!" She cried as she
ran to the Librarian's side. "Are you okay? Is anything
broken?"
Marge grimaced at Renee. "My leg is pinned under the
bookcase. Do you think you can lift it? I don't think anything is
broken dear. I'm just a bit trapped at the moment." she laughed
weakly.
Renee pushed the
scattered books away from Marge, creating a hollow space around them
so she could get a good footing. Crouching down, she placed herself
underneath the bookshelf her back touching the top. She pushed up
with her legs, trying to use the momentum of her push to topple the
bookshelf in the opposite direction but the bookshelf proved to be to
heavy. Renee tried again and again till she was exhausted. "I can't
lift it." She panted, sitting down. "Its to heavy for just me.
I'm going to have to find help. Will you be alright by yourself?"
"Yes I think so, but hurry Renee. I'm starting to lose feeling in
my leg I fear." Marge said in a slightly panicked voice.
"I'll be right back with help I promise." Renee said as she stood up. "I'll be as quick as I can!"
And
with that she ran.
Almost
skidding across the marble floor of the library, Renee burst out of
the entrance doors, screaming for help as she flew down the outside
steps. But no one was outside. It was if the entire city had gone for
cover and were unwilling to come back out. Racing down the street,
Renee kept screaming,"Someone help please! The Head Librarian is
trapped!"
Not really paying attention to where she was
running, she didn't see the person that she collided into. Falling
flat on her back, the air rushing out of her lungs Renee became
dazed. "Oy watch it!" A female voiced yelled.
It took a few
moments for Renee to recognize the voice and to catch her breath but
when she did the name came rushing out of her mouth. "Donna. Oh
Thank God!" she exclaimed. "You have to help me!"
Sitting up she
looked into the faces of a confused Donna and her friend. "Whats
the rush then? Why were you running about?" Donna asked.
"You've
got to help the Head Librarian she's pinned between a bookshelf and
the wall and the bookshelf is to heavy for me to lift she got stuck
when the ground shook." Renee said, it all came out at once.
"What?" Donna asked.
Her friend's eyes
widened. "Well what you just sitting there for come on!" he
exclaimed, extending his hand to her.
Renee took his hand
without thinking and before she knew it she was being tugged along
the way she had came.
It seemed only moments before she was right
back where she started, trying to push the bookshelf off of Marge.
Only this time, she had the help of Donna and her friend. The man was
helping Renee push the bookshelf, while Donna talked to Marge and was
ready to pull her out as soon as the shelf was moved. It took them
several tries, but they finally managed to get the bookshelf moved
enough to where Marge could be let out. As soon as she was out of the
way Renee and the man dropped the shelf with a loud thud to the
floor. "Let me take a look at that leg eh Margarine?" the man
said, crouching down beside her and pulling out an instrument Renee
did not recognize from his coat pocket.
He swung the instrument
along Marge's leg. "No broken bones. Leg's probably asleep though,
what with being pinned and everything. I'm surprised it wasn't
broken. What happened?" he asked, directing the question not at
Marge, but Renee.
"I don't know.
I was coming downstairs when the entire building shook. I came up
here to find her pinned." Renee said gesturing towards the shelf.
The man looked confused. So did Donna. "But we were just outside. I
didn't feel anything did you?" she asked the man.
"No and
that's interesting. That means it wasn't the ground that shook, it
was the actual building."
"But how can just a building
shake?" Renee asked.
"And thats is a very good question miss-I'm sorry didn't catch your name." The man said.
"Renee. Renee
Kavanagh. I'm the First Assistant Librarian." Renee said, caught
off guard.
The man smiled. "Well First Assistant Librarian Renee
Kavanagh, lovely to meet you. I'm The Doctor."
