Before I continue with this story, I would like to thank TheMysteriousComicGeek for helping me with the story so far. It really has been improving my writing! Thank you very much!

I would also like to thank all of you who are taking your time to come and read my stories, it means a lot to me! You're all wonderful!

This story will have a few more chapters before it finishes, and then I will be posting another few Doctor and Donna/Doctor and Rose related stories before I reveal a very big project that will be a Doctor and Donna story!

Keep smiling!

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Donna had spent fifteen minutes searching through her suitcases for the hot water bottle she knew she packed. She hadn't realised just how much she had packed for herself.

Once she had found it (hidden under the three pairs of high heels in the big blue suitcase) she had rushed to the TARDIS kitchen, filled it with piping hot water from a boiled kettle, and returned to the Doctor's room.

When she had walked in the room, she discovered that he was no longer on the bed.

Donna's face turned to confusion, but then she heard the retching from within the bathroom. She sighed with a mixture of relief and fatigue and strolled over to the bed to position the water bottle underneath his covers to warm the bed up. After she had done that, she quickly walked over to the bathroom.

He was in the same position as before, but he was shivering this time which made him look even worse.

"How is it?" She asked him, knowing it was a bit of a stupid question, but in needed asking.

"I-I thi-think this is the…last of i-it…completely" He managed to stutter out, before his head went over the toilet to empty the last of the plant toxins. Hopefully.

Once Donna thought he was finished, she walked over to him and helped him up again. As she helped him up, she got a proper glimpse of his face. It was pale white with dark bags under his bloodshot eyes. It looked even thinner and fragile than it usually did and it lacked that enthusiasm that the Doctor's face never seemed to lack. He also looked older and in that quick moment, she caught a glimpse of the nine hundred year old man trapped inside of him.

She walked him to his bed for the second time that night and lied him down again. The covers were a lot warmer now due to the hot water bottle and as soon as the Doctor was under them, his shivering instantly began to deteriorate.

"Does that feel any better, Spaceman?" She asked him whilst she pulled the covers over his thin frame.

"A lot b-better, thank you D-Donna" He replied, giving her the best smile he could collect.

Donna smiled back at him and sat down on the old wooden chair next to his bed.

"Y-you look tired Donna, go and g-get some sleep" The Doctor said to her as soon as she had sat in the chair.

"No need trying that, I'm staying with you" She said back. But after that sentence, she felt a large yawn escape her mouth and all of sudden, she felt incredibly tired.

"See?" The Doctor replied. "Y-you're tired. I'll be fine on m-my own for the…rest of t-the night. You need to go and g-get some sleep"

Donna took that into consideration. She had been at this for three and a half hours and she was getting rather droopy the more he mentioned it.

Sighing, she lifted her hand and pushed the stray hair out of the Doctor's face.

"If you need me, you come and wake me up straight away. You got that, Spaceman? Scream the whole place down if you need to, yeah?" She explained to him. A small smile spread across his face.

"Yeah"

She removed her hand and then put the old wooden chair back to its original position in the corner of the room. She walked back over to the bad and made sure the Time Lord was comfortable. After that, she walked over to the door to head to her room.

"T-Thank you, Donna Noble"

She stopped on the spot and turned to face the Doctor, with a warm smile on her face.

"Don't mention it, Spaceman"

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