The Doctor felt Kui'la's hand tighten as the two of them stepped off the TARDIS. London was loud and noisy compared to the places that the two of them normally visited and she didn't like it. She trusted her daddy, though. He had a plan to help people and she had to be a good girl for the next few days while he investigated a hospital. Together they went into the hospital and she stood by his side as he talked to the lady at the desk.
It wasn't hard for the Doctor to get himself checked into the hospital for observation. He gave them enough details to make them concerned for his well being but not enough that they thought he would need surgery or do any procedure that was too invasive. He was settled into a bed and Kui'la watched as they palpated his stomach. He was given an IV with just fluids to keep him hydrated and told they would be back soon. The entire time they were in the room Kui'la sat quietly but as soon as they were gone she crawled up on the bed, wrapping her arms around the Doctor's neck.
"It's too loud here, daddy. I want to go home," Kui'la complained to him softly. He wrapped his arms around her holding her close. The room was quiet beyond the beeping of heartbeat monitor hooked to the man's finger who shared the room.
"What are you hearing sweetie?" The Doctor questioned furrowing his eyebrows in concern as he leaned her back so that he could look into her eyes. Kui'la pointed to the man lying in the next bed. His eyes were closed and his breathing was soft.
"He's afraid daddy. He doesn't want to be here, he wants to go home but he is afraid," Kui'la explained. The Doctor looked at the man then back to Kui'la as he suddenly understood what she found so loud. She could hear the man's thoughts and she didn't like what she was hearing. In an effort to comfort her, He put his fingers to her temples and she immediately closed her eyes opening her mind to him. He found her wall easily and found it high and strong as always but while the wall kept others out of her mind it didn't stop her from hearing them.
"Remember what you were taught, sweetie. Follow daddy's breathing and block the voices," The Doctor told her as he took a calm breath in. She followed him breathing in slowly and breathing out when he did. It was a daily routine between the two of them as he tried to teach her how to control her telepathic abilities. He wasn't able to on his own, though, and he had to employee help from different teachers in order to help her.
It had been just before she was a year old, when he found out just how strong her telepathic abilities were. She would scream so loudly inside his head that she would give him headaches debilitating headaches. While he didn't understand how she was so powerful, he didn't blame her. Instead, he sought help from various telepathic communities around the universe. Many of them just wanted to bind her until she was old enough to control them. He refused to allow it, though. His daughter wasn't going to be punished just because she was born with an ability she couldn't control. Eventually, he found someone willing to train her and help her. Weekly they went to her classes where she interacted with other children who were telepathic as together they learned to control their minds. He was just thankful that she was willing to learn as her telepathic abilities were stronger than he had ever witnessed before and if she chose to use them for evil, he wouldn't be able to stop her.
"He won't be quiet," She complained out loud as in he heard her scream telepathically. The steady heartbeats of the man began to raise as he was telepathically assaulted.
"Kui'la," The Doctor snapped. "You do not use your telepathy to hurt others. Now follow daddy's breathing and concentrate." The screaming went quiet, leaving a headache in its wake. As she breathed slowly with him once more, nurses rushed in to check on the man in the next bed. They pulled the curtain as they examined him trying to figure out a reason for the sudden increase in his heart rate and blood pressure not knowing or believing the Doctor if he told them it was his daughter.
"How are you feeling?" one of the nurses questioned as she came over to check on the Doctor.
"My stomach still feels like it is being twisted in knots," The Doctor complained, making sure to keep his voice soft. The nurse looked at his chart making a notation on it. Kui'la was unhappy as she had to get off the bed to allow the nurse to check his vitals. Then continue to sit in the chair by the bed as a doctor examined her daddy. They ran a few test but couldn't determine the cause of his pain.
"We are going to keep you overnight for observation," doctor Stocker informed him.
"Alright," The Doctor agreed as it was exactly what he wanted. While he was stuck in the bed he couldn't examine the coils but he could observe the nurses and others in order to see if anyone was acting suspiciously. Kui'la laid on the bed next to him, bored but behaving as they settled down for the night. Several times during the night, he got up to use the loo and wander as far as he could. He wasn't able to observe the coils, however, as everytime he made it down the hall he was directed back to his room. He also wasn't about to leave his sleeping daughter alone in the room. She wasn't used to sleeping away from the TARDIS and he shuddered to think about her waking up alone and scared in the room. Finally, around morning he gave up on his search. Settling back in his bed, he cuddled his daughter close as he tried to get a few hours of sleep.