Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who. But I'm getting ever so farther from owning the Doctor. XD
A/N: So! Here's Part two of episode one! Hope you all are okay with me shortening some things and lengthening it as well. It was bothering me that the chapters were so short and I had six chapters like that. So now the chapters will become like this for now on I hope. Like I said last time, I will try to get a half-episode up every day. Not starting now. Right now I need to actually right the half episode.
Chocolate. She wanted chocolate. Actually, she had a serious craving for the stuff. And nothing compelled her more than a craving to get up in the morning. Or the thought that she was another step closer to meeting the Doctor, but that had been accomplished for now, so the craving was number one. Rain opened her eyes but shut them immediately. A blinding light had forced her to close her eyes. "Rain?" Asked a familiar voice. The Doctor, in fact. "Could someone turn the light off? It's too bright." She grumbled, turning her head to the side, trying to block some of the light from hitting her eyes. "Rain. That's the sun." Replied the Doctor.
Rain frowned. "Can't you just blow it up?" She asked. She was answered with one of the Doctors lengthy replies. "I can't just blow up the sun. The sun is the main source of energy the Earth and human beings need. Compared with the billions of other stars in the universe, the sun is unremarkable. But for Earth and the other planets that revolve around it, the sun is a powerful center of attention. It holds the solar system together; pours life-giving light, heat, and energy on Earth; and generates space weather. The sun is a big star. At about 864,000 miles (1.4 million kilometers) wide, it could hold 109 planet Earths across its surface. If the sun were a hollow ball, more than a million Earths could stuff inside it. But the sun isn't hollow. It's filled with scorching hot gases that account for more than 99.8 percent of the total mass in the solar system. The temperature is about 10,000 degrees Fahrenheit (5,500 degrees Celsius) on the surface and more than 28 million degrees Fahrenheit (15.5 million Celsius) at the core." Rain opened her eyes and looked at the Doctor, a blank look on her face. Though, the Doctor continued.
"Deep in the sun's core, nuclear fusion reactions convert hydrogen to helium, which generates energy. Particles of light called photons carry this energy through the sun's spherical shell, called the radiative zone, to the top layer of the solar interior, the convection zone. There, boiling motions of gases (like in a lava lamp) transfer the energy to the surface. This journey takes more than a million years. The sun's surface, or atmosphere, is divided into three regions: the photosphere, the chromosphere, and the solar corona. The photosphere is the visible surface of the sun and the lowest layer of the atmosphere. Just above the photosphere are the chromosphere and the corona, which also emit visible light but are only seen during a solar eclipse, when the moon passes between the Earth and sun." Rain rolled her eyes. "You can stop now Doctor. I get it." She stated, standing up, using the Doctor's shoulder as help. "You could have just said we'd all die from the explosion." The Doctor stood up behind her. "Now where would be the fun in that?" He asked. Rain stumbled, the Doctor catching her before she hit the ground. "Are you alright?" He asked her. Concern on his face. Rain looked at him and shrugged him off. "I'm fine Doctor. Dizzy is all." She took a few steps, her legs feeling like pudding, she began to collapse.
The Doctor caught her of course, leading her over to a chair. She sat down and looked at him. "I could have done it by myself." She said, pausing. "Thanks though." She said afterward. The Doctor nodded and made a move to look at her side. "May I?" He asked. Rain stared at him for a moment before looked at her side herself, there were bandages. Had the Doctor put them there? She nodded. The Doctor nodded back to her and began to unwrap the bandages from her side. He grabbed some supplies from a shelf and began to clean her wound. Rain leaned against the back of the seat. "Did you put the bandages on the first time?" She asked. The Doctor nodded, concentrating. Rain nodded, then took a sharp intake of breath when her side began to sting. She drew back from the Doctor, him holding his hands up as if to surrender. "What was that for!" Rain practically yelled instead of asked, through clenched teeth mind you. The Doctor grimaced then set back to work. "Antibiotics. Helps against infection." He stated. Rain watched him carefully as he worked this time. She wanted to be prepared for the next time he decided it'd be nice to not tell her it would burn.
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The Doctor finished tending to Rain's wound, covering it with fresh bandages. "Thanks." She said, standing up from the chair, supporting herself with the arm of the chair. The Doctor nodded. "How bad was it before I woke up?" She asked, making her way over to the table. The Doctor didn't look at her, but replied anyways. "It was okay." He stated blankly. Rain stopped, turning to face the Doctor. "Don't lie to me Doctor. I won't hesitate to zap you with a tazer." She said. The Doctor turned and looked at her. She looked back at him, her eyebrows raised. The Doctor turned back around and continued looking at the papers on the desk. "You were dying." He said quietly. Rain only nodded and walked over to him. She put her hand on his arm. "Well. Thanks. For saving my life. Again." She smiled weakly, then sat down in the chair next to the Doctor.
He kept looking at the papers, Rain watching from the chair. He wrote some things on a few papers, then threw them across the room. "No!" He yelled, frustration in his voice. Rain stood up and picked up the papers. She shuffled through them then smiled. "Oh. Doctor. Silly Silly Doctor." She walked over to him. "Look." She pointed to a single word on the page. "The answer was already there. Staring you right in the face." She looked up at him and smiled. He took the papers from her and walked over to the desk, him having been pacing before. Rain followed and watched him over his shoulder. "I should have seen it. Now it all makes sense." He said, more to himself than Rain. Rain smiled and moved away before the Doctor turned, nearly running into her. "Come on! We ave to find Mrs. Cain!" Rain followed behind him. "What?" She asked, wanting to know why they had to find Mrs. Cain. The Doctor turned around and looked her in the eyes. "I have a plan!" He said happily.
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Three hours earlier
The creature had just dissipated into thin air, thought he kept running, the unconscious Rain still in his arms. She was bleeding out badly, but still breathing. The Doctor began to slow down, coming to a stop. How long had he been running? His arms and legs ached, from running and from carrying Rain. She wasn't as light as she looked. But then again, everyone grew heavier after a while of carrying them right? She was probably only about 115 lbs. But now wasn't the time for guessing the weight of others.
He caught his breath and looked around. Not far of he saw a small chapel. It's roof reaching up into a pointed peak high above, reaching into the clouds almost. The soft, pastel colours of blue, red, green and white slightly faded. A dull crescent shaped window stood above the door, painted a faded grey. Perhaps it had once been blue? A deep-seated blue. Now it was a metallic grey. The door was a dark wood, unfitting for it's wide frame. It seemed to hang off its hinges from use, though it truth, it was more or likely a brand new door by the way it looked.
The Doctor ran his hand through his hair and let out a breath, looking at Rain. He had set her, leaning back against a wall, so he could rest. Now he bent down and took her pulse. It was there, fading slowly, but still there. He felt her forehead, she was cold, or at least growing cold. And not from the loss of blood. It was in fact cold outside. Freezing actually. And she was still wet from her little swim. The Doctor picked her up again, heading toward the chapel.
He wasn't even within six yards of the place before a young boy came running out. "Mamma! Mamma! It's Rain! Mamma! Rain's here! Rain's here!" He was yelling. The boy had dark brown hair that curled around his ears. His eyes were an opaque colour of sorts, glimmering in the fading light of the sun. He had a near perfect smile, though one of his front teeth were missing, it must have been knocked out by the looks of it. A second boy came running out. Timothy. His blonde hair stood out in contrast to the other boy. The other boy stood about half a foot or so taller than young timothy, perhaps an older brother? Or a family friend? Not long after young Timothy followed a woman. She walked over slowly, a small girl with strawberry blonde hair and brown eyes, smaller than Timothy, clinging to her skirts. The woman must be the mother of Timothy.
"Who are you? What happened to Rain? What did you do?" Snapped the woman, inspecting the Doctor from head to toe. "I-I'm the Doctor." He stammered in response, shifting Rain in his arms. "She was injured. Do you have a place I could set her down?" He asked the woman. She nodded and led the way into the chapel. "You can lay her on one of the pews." Directed the woman, watching him as he carried Rain to one of the pews. After he set her down, he bent down to check her wound. Moving her hand slightly, he grimaced. "Do you have medical supplies here?" He asked, looking at the woman. "Yes, I can go get them. My name's Mrs. Cain. Roswell Cain. You've met Timothy. The brown haired boy is Solomon. This here," She put her hand on the little girl clinging to her skirts shoulder. "Is Emily." The Doctor nodded. "It's nice to meet you. Now. The medical supplies?" He asked again. Mrs. Cain nodded and headed off to get the medical supplies.
Timothy came over. "Can I help?" He asked, enthusiasm gleaming in his eyes. The Doctor smiled. "Could you fetch me some water?" Timothy nodded and ran off. Solomon sat down in the pew behind the one Rain was laying on, not saying a word. The Doctor inspected Rain's wounds some more, then looked up at Solomon. "Yes?" He asked. Solomon was just staring at him blankly. No reply given. Timothy came bounding back, sloshing water out of a bucket. "Here you go!" He cheered happily, setting the bucket down next to the Doctor.
Still looking at Solomon, the Doctor nodded. "Why i he staring at me?" He asked Timothy over his shoulder. Timothy shrugged. "He doesn't talk. Hasn't talked since father died." Timothy said the last sentence sadly, a look of pain on his face. The Doctor looked at Timothy then back at Solomon. "Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't know." He said. Mrs. Cain came back with the medical supplies. the Doctor, thankful for the distraction from the lonesome topic of death, took the supplies and began tending to Rain's wound. He wasn't going to let her die. Not today.
One hour later
Rain opened her eyes slightly, using one of her arms to push herself up. She gasped in pain as a bolt of lightening shot up her spine, moments later, the Doctor ran over. Putting one hand on her elbow, the other on her back. "Careful. It's till healing." He said, helping her into a sitting position. Rain smiled weakly at him. "How bad?" She asked quietly, her voice slightly raspy. She looked the Doctor in the eyes. "Poison right?" She asked, though she already knew the answer. The Doctor looked down at the floor. "Yeah." Rain nodded. "How long?" She asked, taking his hand. The Doctor looked up at her, meeting her eyes, then looked away, out a nearby window. "A couple of hours. Maybe a day. I'm not sure." He said, not meeting her eyes now. Rain just nodded and ran her thumb over the back of the Doctor's hand. "Okay. Better make the best of it right?" She stood up, the Doctor helping her, keeping a hand on her elbow to steady her. "What are you going to do?" Asked a small voice from the pew behind them. Timothy's head popped up over the polished wood, his face covered in dirt and dust. Rain smiled. "I'll think of something."
She walked over to a table and sat down, looking around. "Not much of a place is it? You'd think there would be crosses all about, this being a chapel and all." She said thoughtfully. The Doctor looked around. "You're right. Where are the crosses and decorations. The murals and candles." He stood up. Rain smiled, he was onto something. Rain stood up and walked over to a door with steps leading up. "Wonder where this goes." She said loud enough for the Doctor to hear. He turned and walked over, looking up the stairwell that twisted and turned, spiraling up to the bell tower. He smiled. "Let's find out." They began to climb up the spiral staircase. What would be at the top? Something good? Or something that might just get them killed?
40 Minutes Later
The Doctor ran up the last steps. Rain making her ways slowly with her wound and all. The Doctor looked around, Rain coming up the last few steps and standing beside him. "Where's the bell?" She asked. Looking around as well. "You're right. Where's the bell?" Said the Doctor thoughtfully. And, Rain was right. There was no bell in the bell tower. Just a musty old room. A few windows, and a desk covered in papers and dust in the far corner. The Doctor noticed and walked over. Rain not far behind.
The Doctor picked up a paper and wiped the dust off of it, looking at it closely. Rain blew the dust off the desk and looked at some of the papers. She looked at the Doctor. "Why would a pastor be researching this? It doesn't make sense." She said, holding up a paper. The signature of a pastor was in the bottom left corner, many different marking and signs and writings covered the rest of the page. The Doctor took the page from her. Looking at it closely, as if he'd find the answer to every question he ever asked in the scribbled writing. His eyes widened and he quickly gathered the rest of the papers. "Come one!" He took off down the stairs. Rain followed behind, going as fast as she could without falling down the stairs or causing herself to much pain. When she reached the bottom of the stairs, the Doctor was standing by the door, pacing. He looked up and walked over to her. "What took you so long?" He asked impatiently. Rain glared at him. "I'm wounded remember?" She said, walking past him toward the door. "So where to now Doctor?" She asked. The Doctor came up along side her. "To the morgue." He said excitedly.
Presently
That had been three hours ago. Now they knew nothing of where the Cain family was, what happened to them. Or where the creature would pop up next. The Doctor raced through the town, Rain following behind him, him having gripped her hand in his, leading her through the town. She was stumbling along, since he was practically running. He said he had a plan. But he hadn't told her what it was. Could he really have a plan? He was known to make them up as he went, so was it possible he had one now? Or was he making it up as they went? Rain wouldn't know. Because as they rounded the corner, she suddenly felt exhausted and light-headed. Her vision blurred first, then her legs began to fail her. She began to fall to the ground. "Doctor!" She shouted, trying to catch herself.
She blinked and looked up into the Doctor's face. "Are you okay? What's wrong?" He asked worriedly. Rain smiled weakly, but the smile slipped, her being to weak to even hold it for long. "The poison Doctor." She said whisper-like. The Doctor kept looking at her. He was hold her in his lap, resting her head against his chest. "Not yet." He said almost too quietly. If he had said it any quieter, Rain wouldn't have heard it. She moved her hand to his. "Your plan Doctor. Don't forget the plan. You can still stop this." She said, smiling. The Doctor nodded. "The plan. Right." He stood up, holding Rain in his arms. "The plan where this all ends. Where we both live. Where YOU live." He said, walking, determined. Rain smiled. "Then run." She whispered into his ear.
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The chapel. The tunnels. The courtyard. The river. All of the places they had been just today. All of them would be for nothing if he couldn't make it there on purpose. All of it. The running, exploring, talking and thinking. She would die, too. Rain. She'd die from the poison. He had been able to prolong it for a while. Giving them a couple of hours. But he knew it wouldn't last forever.
She ran next to him, hand in hand. She smiled at him and he smiled back at her. The creature behind them, they ran toward the one place that would help. Earlier the Doctor had stopped by a small building, abandoned. He had done what he could to prolong Rain's death. He had only just met her, but he wasn't going to stand by and watch her die. Now she was up and running. Laughing even. But the poison was still in her blood. She was still going to die.
They turned the corner and there stood a crumbling, burnt carcass of a building. It had burned down only a few weeks ago. The same time the creature had arrived on Earth. And if he was right, it was the only way to save the world and Rain. The ran up the rotting, wooden steps and inside the collapsing building. A large crater sat smack in the middle of the place. Ash and soot covering what could be mistaken as a large boulder that had been in the ground before the building had burned down. In truth it wasn't a rock. It was something so much more than that.
Rain took her hand from the Doctor's and slid down the hill to the rock-like object. The Doctor not far behind her. She walked around it. "You really think this will work?" She asked from the other side. The Doctor ran his hand over the object. "If I'm correct, if we can get this open, reverse the controls of entry to Earth's atmosphere, we should be able to send it back into space." He tapped it, a loud clang responding. "Metal." Rain said, tapping on it herself. "A pod." She stuck her head around it and peered at the Doctor. "But what species does it belong to?" She asked, smiling. The Doctor smiled back. "Good question."
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She sat down on the beam of burnt wood, it creaking under the unexpected weight of someone. She swung her legs back and forth impatiently. "He better be right. God bid if I'm up here and it comes and he's wrong." She pouted, looking out over the city. "I'll kill him." She said, getting a response back from the Doctor. He poked his head out of the alien pod. "I heard that!" He shouted. "You were supposed to!" Rain shouted over her shoulder. The Doctor going back inside the pod, back to work of reversing the controls. Rain looked around again. She was mighty high, had taken her a while to climb up here actually. If she fell, she would undoubtedly break something. So, she wasn't going to all. Simple as that.
She looked up at the sky, squinting from the sun. The sun was warm on her skin, a slight breeze keeping her from getting to hot. She smiled. Couldn't be a better day to catch an alien than today. So when she heard the roar, she nearly fell off the beam. Regaining her balance she looked out over the city again. "Doctor!" She yelled. "I heard!" He shouted back. A zap sounded from the pod, then a string of curses from the Doctor himself. Rain stood up on the beam unsteadily and watched the approach of the creature. It's scales glistening in the sun, it could easily be mistaken for a car passing by. But only if you weren't paying attention to see it. Which most people didn't. She smiled wildly. "Ready?" She yelled to the Doctor. "Hold on!" He shouted back. Rain rolled her eyes and braced herself for the thunder that was about to come. No doubt the creature would head for the one thing it could see plain as day, Rain. And her standing on a beam high up in the air wasn't exactly going to help with the result.
She heard a happy laugh come from down below, the Doctor must have gotten it to work. But the creature was still coming. So what was the Doctor doing? Rain bent down and steadied herself by putting a hand on the beam on both sides of her. If she needed to, she'd jump off, but she was hoping she didn't have to. The sun light darkened, the sun being covered up by clouds. And in that same moment, the beam collapsed.
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He climbed out of the pod, lights blinking on and off. He stood on top and spread his arms. The creature bounding toward him. He had one chance. Two options. Either kill the creature, or help it off the planet. Either way, his choice would have a negative impact. No matter which one he chose. He hadn't seen the beam collapse. He didn't see the shapes moving in the shadows. But he did see the single most important thing at the time. He saw the writing on the pod. He bent down and wiped away the dust off of the writing, the grimaced. He knew what choice he was going to have to make now. He stood back up and held his arms out wide. The clouds moved away from the sun, everything becoming a brilliant bright. Blinding. A roar was heard, cracking and thumps and bangs and more. Then nothing. Everything was dark. And in the place of what used to be a burnt building, stood a magnificent building. Arches and coloured windows. Winding stairs and brilliant colours. Flags and pictures and vases filled with bouquets. But no where could be seen a man with a bow tie and jacket. No where to be seen was a girl with long brown hair.
There was no one around. Except for one person. A man stepped out from the shadows. His polished shoes clicking on the floor. He wore a pressed black suit and tie, his hair sleeked back. He clapped his hands thoughtfully a few times. "Very good. Very good indeed." He turned around, looking at a gang of men, whom had been hiding in the shadows as well. The man with the polished shoes sneered. "Bring me the boy." The cloaked men dispersed, and the man with the polished shoes turned back around. "Now the true test begins my dear. Now we'll see when Rain will fall."
A/N: So...here's part two of episode one. If any of those who have read before think this episode thing is a bad idea, please don't be shy to put it in the reviews or something k? I'm trying it out. And your opinions will really help. So review!