Hello All :) This is my first fanfiction, be patient. George Asternar is a rubbish name but in my defense it was the middle of the night. I hope you enjoy.
George Ashternar had hold of the Doctor's right arm. A tall blond soldier had his left. George did not know the soldier's name, he'd spoken to him only once, when they had been guarding the same corridor. He had said hello, and the blond soldier had said hello, and they had said nothing more because it was forbidden to talk on duty, and George had nothing to say anyways.
Together they frog-marched the Doctor down the corridor, to the room where Madame Kovarian had demanded they return the child once she was re-captured. The Doctor seemed alarmingly at ease for a captive: he made no move to escape, instead chatting amiably to the blond soldier, who said nothing.
"What a time to trip, eh? Ah, well, I'm sure I'll escape from you before long. I wouldn't waste time looking for my friends, they've got all of time and space to hide in, and I've sent them somewhere very secret."
The blond soldier ignored him.
"Aren't you going to ask where?" asked the Doctor, who sounded slightly disappointed. "I'll never tell you of course but that's beside the point. Where are we going anyways?"
He looked expectantly from George to the other soldier, and when neither of them said anything he let out a long sigh.
"You know I'm just trying to make polite conversation. Has the eye-patch lady cut off your tongues or something? Speaking of which, mine is bleeding and I'm going to have a bruise on my chin. Also my knees. Do you have some ice or something? It will keep the swelling down."
They turned and pushed open a door, leading the Doctor through it to where Madame Kovarian stood waiting.
"Hello" said the Doctor, quite cheerfully. Kovarian smiled without humour. "Chain him up" she said to the other soldier, who pushed hard on the Doctor's shoulders, forcing him to his knees.
"Ouch" complained the Doctor as George fastened his wrists in the rusting shackles. When he had finished, George stepped back so that he stood slightly behind Madame Kovarian, noticing that the blond soldier did the same on the other side. They stood still, waiting.
"So" said Madame Kovarian softly. The Doctor ignored her, examining the shackles on his wrists with interest. Kovarian stepped forward, her heels clicking on the polished floor until she was inches away from where the Doctor knelt. He looked up at her, his expression quite blank.
"I need information" she said "about the whereabouts of Melody Pond."
...
"Rory!" yelled Amy, seizing him by the wrist. Melody, in her arms, was crying.
"I have to help the Doctor." he said. "I know you two will be safe, but he hasn't got anyone."
"Rory!"
The time rotor was moving up and down, the air full of the wheezing grinding sound of the TARDIS.
He kissed her on the forehead. "I love you."
Before she could grab him again he threw open the TARDIS door and stepped out.
...
"Why." asked the Doctor.
Kovarian raised an eyebrow. "I don't understand the question, Doctor."
"Why Melody? What do you need her for? You have weapons, you could kill me on your own. In fact-" he rattled the chains binding him- "I'm at your complete and utter mercy right now." He leaned forward, lowering his voice. "Why not just kill me?"
Kovarian smiled again, but offered no explanation. "You're right, Doctor" she said, her voice high and cold. "We do have weapons. In fact we're famous for it. We develop new technologies nearly every day. Our latest causes excruciating pain in the victim before death."
The Doctor glared at her, and George saw for the first time why his name was spoken with hushed tones in the ancient legends of the universe. His eyes had lost their cheerful spark and George could see all nine hundred years of life shining in their depths. When he spoke, his voice was harsh with anger.
"Weapons and weapons and weapons." he said quietly. "You people are obsessed with weapons! Developing weapons, using weapons, making children into weapons-"
"You misunderstood me, Doctor." said Kovarian, her cold voice cutting across his. "I was telling you of a new technology that causes pain. Now say we used that technology, threaded it through this button"- she indicated a round button on the table in front of her - "all the way to, say, the shackles on your wrists."
The Doctor looked at her, then down at his hands with an expression of growing horror.
"I'll ask you one more time." said Kovarian quietly. "Where is Melody Pond?"