K+ or T for mild language (Donna ... 'Nuff said!)
A/N Hey guys! I'm baacckk! Sorry for the INCREDIBLY late update but I've been in and out of hospital all weekend, for me and my mum ... But I'm here now, and ready to carry on. While in hospital I watched the 1996 Doctor Who TV movie, and kinda fell in love with 8. Oops, sorry 10! (And 11 ... And 5 ...) But then I realised I love the Doctor as a whole, even the ones I haven't seen yet (Most of Classic who though I've started watching 9 and he's kinda cool!). Anywhoo, here is the second chap of Who the HELL are you? ;) Enjoy!
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Donna Noble opened her eyes.
It was very white, and smelt of sterilizing fluid. It reminded her of a hospital.
It was a hospital. She recognised the bleeping of a heart monitor, and the icky colour schemes and too tight sheets.
But why the hell would she be in a hospital? The last time she was checked out back in March she was as fit as a fiddle. God, maybe she was pregnant or something ridiculous! But surely she'd remember more? It was like she had a huge hole in her memory. It couldn't be more than May, but even still she'd lost 2 months of her life, that was important! Although nothing had ever happened in all of her 38 years so she was sure missing two months of it wouldn't be that bad.
How wrong she was.
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A nurse walked in.
"Hello Donna, how are you feeling?"
"Fine, I guess," Donna replied groggily, "Been better though,"
"What do you remember Donna, obviously your name."
Donna just rolled her eyes.
"Do you know what year it is Donna?" Persistent, Donna would give her that, though not much else.
"Look miss, I'm not bloody stupid! Its 2008!"
"Oh ... Um, we were afraid this might happen. Donna, this may come as a bit of a shock to you, but I want you to try and stay ca-"
"Look lady, I don't know who you think you are but can you cut out the crap and get to the point!"
"Well Donna, it's actually 2010 ..." The nurse trailed off.
2 years. Not 2 months, 2 bloody YEARS! Still, Donna thought, how much could happen in 2 years after 3- Wait 40, years of boringness. God, she was 40 now! And it wasn't all boring, that trip to Cyprus was quite nice, and there was that time with the strange man and the robots. But – it was still to fuzzy for Donna to grasp at.
"Uh, Donna?" The nurse enquired, shaking Donna out her of her deep thought. "You don't mind if I call you Donna do you?" Donna couldn't have cared less what she was called after losing 2 years of her life. "There is something else you should know ..."
"DONNA! You're not dead!" A young guy with long brown floppy hair, and the worst dress sense she'd ever seen appeared round the door frame. I mean seriously, tweed and a bow-tie? Was it fashionable to look like an 80-year old professor? Though he did pull it off pretty well, and he had a nice smile, and gorgeously deep green eyes-
"Oi mate do I know you or summin'? Cos if not, shove off! I'm traumatised here!"
The hurt puppy look he shot her as he slid in nearly melted her heart. But she steeled herself. There was no way this stranger was getting the better of Donna Noble. Putting her haughtiest gaze on him (which was quite hard from a hospital bed) she surveyed him.
"I don't know if I know you or not but you are in my hospital room! Give a lady some decency!"
His bottom lip trembled adorably as he shrunk into a chair like a chastised four year old. "Don't you remember Donna? It's me! You've gotta remember me! I mean, how could you forg-"
"Shut it, will ya? I don't need your ramblings? I've lost the last 2 years of my life, and I don't even know what the date is!"
"Well ..." The nurse began feebly.
"Donna Noble! The brilliant the one and only! How could you forget me?"
"I dunno with that dress sense!"
"Oi! There is nothing wrong with bow-ties!"
"Which century you been living in then mate?"
"Please you two!" The frustrated nurse finally butted in. "Now if you'll give me a moment Mr Smith I'll try and break everything to Donna gently!"
"Smith? What kind of a surnames that? And what's your first name? John? Original I'll bet!"
"Mrs Smith, please! Calm down a minute!"
"Excuse me! Who do you think yo-"
Mrs. Since when was Donna a Mrs? And Smith? Who on Earth had she married?
"Subtly indeed!" The man remarked. "I've seen subtler rhinos! And talking ones at that!"
Donna stared. No. There was no way she could have- Her brain didn't even want to process it. And had she slept with him? God, he looked about 4! Everyone must think he's her play boy or something! Did her mum know about this? What did she think? And why couldn't she remember? Obviously the only 2 years she couldn't remember had to be the most important in her life! Did she have kids or something? How had they even met? And what had happened to Lance, that gorgeous guy at H.C. Clements who had offered her that cuppa?
"Donna?"
"..."
"Donna, say something ..."
Married. She was married. Donna Noble, the temp from Chiswick. Fat lot of good 10000 word a minute were now! And to a 20 something, from ... God knows where! She didn't even know the first thing about this guy. Other than that she was going to buy him a WHOLE new wardrobe!
"Please Donna, you're scaring me!"
The puppy look again.
"D... D... Donna?"
"Who the HELL are you?"
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A/N .. There ya go! I hope no one was OOC ... It kinda had a lot of questions, but I always new chapter 1 would be HARD! Please tell me what you think if you had the time .. And 6 review already! You guys are the best! I hope to update soon, maybe even tomorrow! And sorry if my timing and Donna's age etc is a little out. I couldn't be bother to work out how old she actually was etc! Yeah .. There you go! Enjoy :D :D
~FezBanana
P.S. Spoilers for anyone who works out what my binary says! Promise!
