Hey everybody its me again! I would just like to thank everyone who actually read my fanfic and those who enjoyed it! It's been very touching to see more and more people read my fanfic.

I just want to say that this chapter isn't my best, but it certainly isn't that last. It's good at some parts, but at others, it might be confusing.

Anyway enjoy!

Chapter 2-

The rise and fall of his chest put his frantic mind into a peaceful state while relaxing on the wall. At least it's better than my other cell. His cell, like the rest of them, were lined up against the room walls, facing the narrow passageway to the door. A single alien sat in each one in sorrow and regret. The walls of each cell were made of a metal wire netting, which reminded the Doctor of the wire fences used on Earth. The only wall that didn't have this though, was the back wall, which was entirely made of solid rock-which suggested that they were deep underground. The dusty dirt gave a comforting feeling under his aching body, and the cool rock soothed the burning pain in his right shoulder. He could already feel the golden warmth of energy wrap itself around his broken bones, a small use of regeneration to heal minor damages to his body. Without my regeneration, I can't imagine how much pain I would be in right now.

A sudden feeling, like a sixth sense, swept over him. He could feel eyes, a single pair of eyes stare at him to his left. He faced the person in surprise. A girl, a human girl, sat against the same rock wall that he leaned against in the next cell over. But that wasn't what surprised him. She looked shocked, almost troubled by the sight of him.

The girl seemed to be about 14 years of age with long dark brown hair dirtied by grime and blood that went to her chest. Her face was red with acne and blood. Some of her limbs were broken or bruised-having a tortured affect that made his skin crawl. He could see blood slowly ooze and stain down the back of her shirt, dripping on the floor in small puddles.

He ran his eyes over her, inspecting, observing, deducting, when he just happened to trail down her right arm and glimpse at a sketch she made on the floor. There, in the dirt, was the TARDIS. His TARDIS.

His jaw dropped, eyes focused on hers, trying to talk, but no words seemed to come.

Instead, she broke the ongoing silence,"A-are you David Tennant?"

The girl thought in her head,"No it's impossible, why would the Doctor, Time Lord who travels around the world, no, universe, be stuck in here? It has to be David Tennant, it just has to."

The Doctor's eyebrows furrowed, wracking his brain, trying to search for a memory that would fit the appearance of the girl sitting in the cell next to his. But there was nothing. Every crack, slit, gap, crevice or fracture of his mind had no idea who it was. And that was not good.

" Hi, uh, no sorry, you must be mistaking me for someone else."

The girl's eyes bulged out of her skull, and then proceed with further questions,"S-so then are you the Doctor?"

The Doctor frowned at how common his name was in the universe, and then he asked,"Do I happen to know you by any chance?" It was a stupid question to ask, because he already knew the answer, but he just had to make sure. If she knows who I am, does she then know my history?

Her heart raced, mind whizzed, palms getting clammy at the sight in front of her. It was the Doctor. Him, in the flesh and blood, in agony and pain the same as hers.

She snapped back into reality, and answered,"No, no not really. But-AGH!" She tried to inch her way closer to the Doctor, but the excitement sent a jolt of pain strike up her right leg, instantly making her stay in her place. The pain was unbearable, but she managed to keep it down with shaky breaths through her gritted teeth.

"Ooo easy now! Don't want to hurt yourself do you?"The Doctor asked. A humble smile showed on the girl's red face."That's better isn't it? Now tell me, what's your name?" He instead inched his way closer to the wire wall that separated both of them while ignoring the burning pain his body was producing.

"April Moore." She stuttered, still trying her best to rid the pain.

"Beautiful name April. Oh April- a very lovely month. The flowers bloom, birds sing, rain finally falls after months of cold dry weather. Actually April is the month that the Titanic sunk. Tragic event in history that year. I was actually on that ship, when I was suddenly woken up by a rather large crash. I knew exactly what was happening of course, so I ran to the cupboard across the hall and threw myself into the TARDIS. It was tragic, not able to help anybody-because of the whole fixed point in time thing. Well actually I visited the Titanic twice-the other time on a ship called the Titanic, but that one was up in space! Now that's a totally different story. It all started with-what are you laughing at?"

The whole time April giggled to herself which progressed to a hysterical laugh which turned into a slight chuckle. Tears of joy swam its way down her face, spirited that help was finally here. It finally came for her. A great weight that rested on April's shoulders all that time finally lifted up and disintegrated into thin air.

"It's just that I'm finally going to be saved-saved by the Doctor!

The Doctor rubbed the back of his neck in annoyance,"Um well... it might take a little longer than you think..."

"Like...?"

The Doctor took a deep breath and exhaled. He never liked disappointing people, but he couldn't lie. Not again. "A month."

April's stomach dropped. All hope of getting out as soon as possible flew away, leaving her body stranded on the ground.

The Doctor noticed and wrapped his fingers around the wire wall that separated them from each other, trying to comfort her as best he could,"No don't be like that. We can get through this, and it's only one more month. I'll be here to keep you company, don't worry." He gave a reassuring grin, which she answered back with a small giggle.

April turned her gaze back to the ground in silence as she traced her fingers over the TARDIS. A thought clicked into motion and she faced the Doctor again,"Doctor?"

"Hmh?"

April tried to find words that wouldn't sound rude or painful,"Ummm...How come...Why...How did you find yourself here? Like...er...did ya-"

His head perked up with his fingers drawn to his lips, which April read as a sign to be quiet. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the sudden command that the Doctor did. Before her mind could wrap around a subtle conclusion, the Doctor turned to meet her eyes. His jaw was clenched, eyebrows raised, eyes widened, pupils dilated, breathing pattern irregular- all tell tale signs that he was in fear. Fear so strong, it withstood fright itself. A new, fresh type of fear engulfed the Time Lord, and it wasn't good.

The Doctor clenched the wire wall with both hands like it was a life preserver.

His head flung from side to side until finally it settled back on April.

"They are coming. Oh god, they are coming! April, whatever happens, just remember, it's not real. It's not me!"

"Who-" But April knew. She knew too well who were coming for the Doctor. The procedure, tactics, plans- all too familiar to the human girl.

"They will come and turn me into something I'm not." He could already hear the sound of combat boots walking down the aisle. He had to hurry,"When humans get this specific drug, it takes a different effect than when an alien like myself gets the same drug. It increases my fears. I need you April. Can you do this, can you help me? Please!"

April couldn't speak, the information was overwhelming;swimming in her mind, making her brain fuzzy and extreme. This can't be happening. Not to the Doctor. Before she could reply, the two familiar guards came out of nowhere holding a small bottle with green liquid sloshing on the sides, and a very long looking needle.

"This doesn't look good." April thought.

"April!" The Doctor screamed at her, shaking the wall with him in the process.

April snapped her head back to him," Yes! Doctor of course I will!" She looked in terror as the two guards unlocked the door and swung it viciously to the side. They approached, talling over the pathetic form on the ground that tried to scramble away from their grasp, but it was no use. The one with the needle took his foot and slammed it into the Doctor's side. The Doctor gasped for air as quickly as possible, but only to find the guard with the needle (who April named Grizzly a long time ago because of his long ragged beard and 6 foot 5 tall body) kick him again, this time square in the face. He laid conscious-thankfully- on the floor, blood running down his face.

"DOCTOR!" April was panicking. "Stop! You're hurting him!" She tried to shake the metal barrier, but it was useless. She was too far away. All she got was a warning glare and snicker from Grizzly.

"Shut your mouth you little brat." The guard with the bottle commanded.

April's mouth snapped shut. She only watched in disbelief as Grizzly handed the man with the bottle(April named him Oliver Twist because of his very thin, bony body) the needle with careful precaution. Oliver stuck the point through the sponge-type lid that contained the sickening green substance. Her eyes followed Oliver's hand raise the knob of the needle, sucking up the liquid with it. Her heart nearly jumped in her mouth at the sight of Grizzly take the needle from Oliver and brutally stab it in the Doctor's soft neck. They both got up and walked away like nothing ever happened, locking the door as they left.

The Doctor's nose was the source of all the blood. It was snapped in the other direction from the intense impact of the leather boots of Grizzly. He groaned in pain and turned over on his stomach, slowly pushing himself up on his hands and knees. He didn't notice the blood until it flooded off of his chin and drip on the ground. His head hung down lazily from his shoulders, only increasing the amount of blood flow. He brought his hand to his nose. A slight touch of the fingertips was enough to make him jump in pain,"I-It was my fault. I-I-I... I was bad. I d-deserv-ved this. Stupid me. BE GOOD!" He started slamming his fists on the ground in anger and frustration.

"D-Doctor?" April whispered in her spot.

He couldn't hear her.

"Doctor!" She couldn't stand him like this. This was different. Whenever she got drugged, she fell unconscious once the substance reached her blood stream, which took about five minutes. But this was different. Much different. Is this what the Doctor was talking about?

The Doctor jerked his head to the side to face April. The sight sitting in that cell next to hers sent a bolt of shock in her mind. April jumped in her place and tried to make as much space from her and the Doctor, even though the metal netting was separating them.

Of course she forgot about the pain,"AHHH!" She screamed at the zig zagging pain that bounced around in her feeble body. She clutched her legs- the source of all of the agony, and stopped moving. Shaky breaths escaped her gritted teeth, trying not to scream but somehow ease the pain away. Little dots of light danced in front of her vision which she tested to shoo away by squeezing her them shut and steadying herself with a hand on the rock wall and ground to her side. Before the dots could fully clear up, a whimper could be heard in the cell next to hers. The haziness drifted away and April saw the Doctor on his knees facing her. He was staring at her, face in horror, but that's not what got her attention. His eyes. They were almost foggy, like a mist hung in his vision.

"I-I didn't m-m-mean it. I'm sorry. P-please, don't hurt me. P-p-p-please..." He quietly whispered this to himself, repeating it over and over again, begging.

"No, no it's fine. It was me, I was clueless. Don't worry about it, okay?"

The Doctor looked down and nodded in agreement. As he did so, he flinched in pain, forgetting about his broken and bleeding nose.

"Now lets try to get that nose of yours cleaned up." April tried her best to keep a calm motherly voice to keep the Doctor calm.

He looked up and nodded again. April motioned him closer to the metal wall, where she could be able to see the damage. He held his face an inch away from it as April ignored the searing pain pounding in her body as she crawled her way closer to the wall. She placed her body, still leaning against the rock wall, but her shoulder was brushing the cold metal of the netting. She squinted to further observe the damage that his nose had undertaken, and it wasn't as bad as before. Only trickles of blood was escaping from the mouth of his nostril, which April answered with a strip of cloth that she ripped off of her tattered pants. She slipped her non-mangled hand through the wire netting of the wall and gave the cloth to the Doctor. He took it from her grasp gently and stared down at it in confusion. He looked up at April, hoping she will be able to tell him what to do. She took her hand back and pinched her nose, tilting her head back also. The Doctor stared blankly for a moment before he tried it for himself. He took the cloth and held it under his nose, while leaning his head back.

"Good!" Now just keep it there until the bleeding stops."

The bleeding stopped shortly after, but the throbbing pain still lingered.

"Okay let's see it."

The Doctor unthinkingly removed the blood soaked cloth and returned his head back to its regular position The blood wasn't dripping anymore, but a wall of dried orange/red blood was clogged in the opening of his right nostril. His face and clothes were stained red, but that didn't matter.

"It looks okay, how do you feel?"

"I-I-I-"

"Take your time, don't worry."

"I-I feel fine."

"Well that's a relief! Good thing too, 'cause I was getting worried there for a second. But, to be honest, a broken nose in this place is nothing. I call this place my personal hell. Terrible, just terrible..." Her voice died down to a whisper," You know Doctor, this isn't bad as you made it out to be. You made it seem like you were going to die... of fear! Pft, I knew that could never happen 'cause-"

"Stop."

"Hmm?"

"Stop it. Stop it. Just SHUT UP!" The Doctor screamed at April and scuttled to the middle of the cell, wrapping his arms around his legs and rocking back and forth." . ." He scrunched up his face, repeating the words to himself in complete solitude.

April was taken back by the whole sudden situation, wondering why the Doctor was acting like this. She lifted her hand and grabbed hold of the wire netting, gently shaking it," "Doctor? Doctor are you-"

His head snapped to hers, eyes glaring, fear covering his features like a suffocating blanket. His eyes were now fully gray, no pupils, nothing. Just endless gray.

"STOP IT! JUST SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH ALRIGHT?! STOP DOING THIS TO ME! I HAD TO DO IT OKAY! I HAD TO! I had to! I had to..." He curled back into his little ball, pressing himself closer into his body as much as possible.

April sat there, staring, hand still on the wall, but was still. She had no idea how to react to the behavior the Doctor was letting out. Instead she answered it with silence.

"Don't blame me. It was either you or the universe. Don't... Don't blame me. Please. P-p-please. I didn't w-want to. I-I-I had no choice. Why d-do you keep haunt-ting me?" The Doctor lifted his tear soaked face up to April. They came down, streaming, pouring, flooding over his cold face, slipping into the corners of his mouth. The taste of salty water soured his taste buds, but it didn't matter. He couldn't handle it. The blame. The hatred. The killings. He stared into April's eyes, giving up.

But to him, it wasn't April anymore. Instead, it was his family, his friends, his entire planet, staring back at him. There faces cross, brows furrowed, all in anger. Anger and fury. They stared down at the pathetic Time Lord cowering in the cell as they blamed him. For everything.

A small girl around the age of four spoke first in a childlike voice,"I was on the swing when you killed me Daddy. The swing got really hot, and my dress caught on fire, all because of you."

The girl changed into a boy around the age of ten," I was at school when all of a sudden, the ground started to rumble. The ceiling crushed me Daddy. Crushed me until I couldn't breath. You killed me Daddy."

The boy turned into a middle aged woman; very beautiful and elegant in her features," You could have at least saved me, sweetie. I was only at work, only a couple of blocks away, but you were foolish. You were selfish. A coward. I died watching you soar through the sky on your TARDIS. I hate you for that."

The people changed and turned into his past friends and family before his eyes. And they didn't stop.

They never did.

Ever.

A noise. A loud noise engulfed the Doctor, pounding on his ear drums. It was them. Screaming. Never stopping. Always screaming.

But a whisper. A muffle. A slight disturbance was picked up from all the screaming. It was silent, couldn't be heard clearly. The Doctor strained his ears, trying to understand what exactly was trying to get his attention. It grew louder and louder, shouting,"DOCTOR!"

He ignored it.

"DOCTOR!"

It repeated until he couldn't handle it. He lifted his head, expecting all of Gallifrey laughing at him, but they disappeared. One by one, the sound of his name deleted each one bit by bit, until a single girl, human girl, sat there clutching the wall with one hand and shouting his name. Her face was grave with concern, flinching from her recent injuries, spending her precious time calling to him. "Doctor! Oh god Doctor- it's me! Doctor it's April!"

Recognition flashed over the Doctor's eyes as he slowly unfolded himself from his protective instinct and forced his aching body to move toward April. Her face lightened to the progress and patiently waited for the Doctor to make his way over. He curled his bony fingers around the wire netting, staring in disbelief, "I-Is that really y-you? April, is th-that you?"

April warmly smiled back at him," Yes Doctor, it's me."

His features seemed to warm up at the sight of the human girl. He grinned and laughed,"Oh thank Rassilon! I thought you were one of them. They kept-" The Doctor snapped his head back and forth, looking,"Are they still here? Are they? Did they finally leave me?"

"Ya, ya they're gone. Don't worry it's okay, I'm here. I'll take care of you." She had no idea what exactly he was talking about, but she did her best to make him not worry.

The Doctor returned his gaze back on April and cracked a shy smile. She answered it with a soft chuckle,"Just one more month."

The Doctor stroked April's fingers that clung onto the wire netting," Just one more month." He repeated.

Each day was like a schedule, repeating over and over again as the rescue day drew near.

Everyday they were awakened by a gallon or two of sizzling hot water dumped over their tired bodies.

Next, they were motioned to do labor work, which included spending hours in the scorching mountain sun hauling rocks over their burned backs, or using a pick-ax to shatter boulders in the bitter cold mines. No matter how much you hurt, you were still expected to do the work, or else.

After, they were forced to the cafeteria that served moving food to sulking disfigured aliens. At this time, April and the Doctor sat at the round table next to each other, talking about their life.

Then was the science lab which April was taken to, where they drugged her and raped her. The Doctor was taken to the gym where he was forced to run for hours at a time.

Then they were taken to separate chambers and beaten by guards for amusement.

When all was done, they were brought back to their cells and left in peace, except for the Doctor, where he still had to go through his daily dosage of poison. But April knew what to do. She comforted him, reassuring him that 'they' won't come back for him. At the end of the day, they slept, curled up against the metal wire netting, smiling in their sleep.

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