A voice can be heard over a hospital intercom as we see a man walking down a hospital hallway, eating an apple.
"Doctor Donna Noble, please report to room H400. Doctor Donna Noble, please report to room H400. Thank you."
The man stops in his tracks, the apple partially in his mouth. He stands there for a few seconds then breaks into a run towards an elevator. Once he's inside he presses the button for floor 4. He hits the doors and yells.
"Come on! Come on! I have to see!" The doors slowly open and he squeezes through onto his floor. He runs to the H wing in the very busy hospital and runs to room H400. He peaks around the corner into the room. All he can see is a patient lying on a bed, two family members, and her bright orange hair, bouncing as she looks at the patients chart.
"Sorry about that, you weren't responding to your pager." A nurse assistant apologizes to the curly-haired woman.
"Haha, it's okay. My pager got run over a gurney on my way to a surgery this morning. Better you did that rather than continuing to page me." She laughs. It even sounds similar to her's, but not quite the Donna Noble he remembers. "Now, Mrs. and Ms. Fitz, It will be alright. Your husband, and your father is just going to need to stay laying down for the next two days. No sitting up at all. Nurse Stein will be in frequently to check on him. If you have any questions or concerns, feel free to have the nurse call me in." She shakes the family's hands and turns to leave.
He quickly dodges around the corner and watches her leave the room. No, that can't be her. It's been twenty years since he let her go. Surely she wasn't still this young, unless she was trapped in a time stasis, or the last bit of energy left in her from the DoctorDonna was keeping her this young. No, not possible.
He quickly dodges into a closet and roughs himself up as if he'd been in a crash, then follows her down the hallway. He shoves himself at her and they grab onto each other.
"Sorry!" He mutters out weakly as he collapses to the ground, still holding her arm.
"Oh my goodness! Are you okay?" She drops down with him and grabs each side of his face. It wasn't her. Similarities were evident, but it wasn't his Donna Noble. His Donna Noble was much older when he last saw her. This wasn't her. "Right, come with me Mr….."
"John" He barely gets out. It's a wonder he's never been in any movies, he is quite the brilliant actor. "John Smith" He slurs.
"Right. Come with me Mr. Smith. I'll take care of you. Let's go." She helps him up and checks him into a hospital room. Room number C280.
She lays him on the bed in his hospital gown as he groans. He steals quick glimpses at her, matching all the attributes to the other Donna Noble. Could it be? No, that was impossible. She looked about 22. There's no way Donna was pregnant while traveling with him. He scanned her when they first met. It just wasn't possible.
"How… ugh… how old are you?" He asks.
"Erm…. Twenty-two… Why do you ask, Mr. Smith?" She replies while checking his reflexes.
"Wondering." Hmm. So he guessed right on the age. "What's your name, Doctor?"
"Donna Noble. Well, Donna Rose Noble is my full name, but people call me Rose. Go ahead and keep talking, John. What's your full name?" She checks his eyes for reactions.
"John Smith. No middle name."
"I see. So what happened, John?" She gets out her stethoscope.
"Oh, I was on my way to see an old friend and I ran into a pole… or a car… I don't know. Something big-ish." He grabs her hand as she's about to listen for his heartbeat. "Is that a family name? Donna Noble? I had a friend once who had the same name. Minus the middle one." He laughs a little.
"Well I can see that you haven't impaired your humour, Mr. John Smith. And yes, my mother had the same name." She smiles. "Minus the middle one. I'm going to listen to your heartbeat now, okay, Mr. Smith?"
He keeps a hold on her hand to stop her. This could be bad. If she was what he thought she was, she could have the same effect as Donna if she were to remember. But it couldn't possibly be what he was thinking. No way. Donna had no male friends in the TARDIS that he was aware of… She was sneaky though… Maybe it wouldn't be the same. If this were to be the first time, she would just emit regeneration light and go to sleep. If she had remembered before though…. He had to take that chance. He could probably fix it if he worked fast.
"Mr. Smith? Is that okay?" She asks again, looking into his eyes this time. He nods and lets go of her hand. She puts the stethoscope to his chest and listens.
And that's when she heard it…..
Alrighty! Well, new times, new story! I promise I will try my best to write more frequently. I've got this new idea and new inspiration for it all, so it should be easier. Now if I could only find some time….. Oh Doctor! I need the TARDIS again! Oh god…. It's 1 AM…. I need to go to sleep. I couldn't because of this idea! I still have more too! Wish me luck, guys! Goodnight. I hope you enjoy, and please please please let me know if you want more, and if you have some suggestions for further writing entertainment. Much thanks, and Happy Holidays, seeing as how I might not update before the 25th.
~ Hazel Nelson ~