The Doctor's Remorse

by Dragon123454

Ten years. That's how long it's been since I met him: The Doctor. Ten years since I saw that beautiful blue box, ten years since he asked me to help him, since we ran. Since we saved the world again, and then he left. I've missed him, but I had to move on. Some people have normal lives, and only a few are forced in. My name is Katherine, and I never expected to meet him again.

2. Chapter 2

Hello all! This is my first fanfiction I've posted. I'm hoping to write more in the near future. In case you were wondering, I am NOT copying A Nightmare inSilver. This is just an alternate timeline that was inspired by that episode. Also I do not own Doctor Who or any of it's characters except Katherine, who is of my own design. Please review!

Chapter 2

My fuzzy mind slowly climbed back into consciousness and I finally started to hear noise. I made it out to be voices, but I couldn't figure out what they were saying. I cracked my eyes open and tried to move. I groaned from the pain in my head. Instantly one of the people standing near me rushed over, followed by others.

"How do you feel?" asked one of the nurses.

"Where's the Doctor? Where am I?" I asked, ignoring the question. I tried to sit up, but was met by a wall of pain from the ride in the TARDIS.

"Lay back down, everything will be all right." She soothed.

"No, it won't," I snapped back and sat up, pushing through my soreness. I swung my legs over the side of the cot and slowly put weight on my feet. My legs felt perfectly fine, besides from some minor bruises.

"Miss, I really think you should-"

"Take me to him." I ordered.

She and the head nurse exchanged glances, and then the head nurse said, "Follow me."

She led me down a maze of bright white hallways until we went through a door with, "intensive care," written on it. We walked up to a doorway which she unlocked and entered through with me in tow.

"I should warn you, he's not himself right now." She said.

"What's wrong with him?" I asked.

"We don't know. That thing on his face is some kind of alien technology, but we don't know what alien." She sighed, "If we knew, we might be able to help. Right now he's in some sort of self-induced coma." I sat down in a chair as close as I could to the glass.

"Oh Doctor," I whispered, "What have you gotten yourself into now?"

Suddenly the door burst open behind up and everyone was on their feet, some of the men pulling out guns. A woman rushed in with her wild, fluffy, blonde hair flying out in every direction.

"Where is he? Is he alive?" she spoke with urgency.

"State your name and rank!" one of the soldiers shouted, still holding the gun level with her. She turned and locked eyes with him.

"I am professor River Song, and I am here for my husband."

This was met with dead silence. Finally one of the nurses spoke up.

"We didn't know the Doctor was married." I turned to look at the speaker, and was surprised to see that she was a cat lady.

"Let me inside the room. Let me see him!" she yelled.

The soldiers stepped back and the head nurse unlocked the room with a swipe of her card. River ran into the room and right to the Doctor's side. I quietly stepped in behind her. I noticed tears running down her cheeks as she touched the good side of his face with her hand.

"Oh," she whispered, "oh God no."

"What is it? What's wrong with him?"

She turned to look at me. "Are you his new companion?" She asked.

"Not really. He just kind of showed up on my doorstep." I shrugged. "What's wrong with him? What's wrong with the Doctor?"

"This isn't the Doctor, not anymore. This is a Cyberman."