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Jigsaw Pieces

"Doctor!" Eve frowned as she watched what looked to be like a mad-man storming through the dormitory halls with a dark expression over his face. She quickly scurried after him, not used to having to follow someone else before; she was so accustomed to being the leader. "Doctor! What's wrong?"

"I think I just found our missing piece," the traveler said as he shoved open Eve's bedroom door with ease. The R.A. quickly trailed behind, shutting her door softly and locking it.

"What'd you mean?"

"Look." The Doctor quickly flipped open the student's laptop as he pulled up the information he had found on each of the victims from the last year. "There aren't any personal connections tying any of the victims together other than the fact that each of the students were all majoring in some sort of science major. The only exception was—"

"Laurie Anderson." Eve stared at the computer screen with a stunned look on her face, her eyes gleaming and her body trembling with excitement and fear. "So then that means that it wasn't Laurie, but Michelle that it wanted."

"Right you are, V!" The Doctor hopped to his feet as he began to pace, his glasses sitting on the brim of his nose. Evelyn watched as she glanced from the computer screen to her partner.

"I suppose we've narrowed it down more then?"

"We've narrowed it down to about 7 different species."

"You're kidding!" Eve released a shocked laugh as she jumped to her feet, feeling more exhilarated and happier than she had ever felt in ages; she wondered if it was from finding more clues or just the effect the Doctor had.

"That makes this a whole lot easier for us." They hadn't been sure when they had turned into an "us", but they were both beginning to grow accustomed to the sound of it.

"So what's our next plan of action then?" Eve asked as she blinked a few times, her adrenaline high coming to a screeching halt and her exhaustion quickly coming to existence. The Time Lord raised a brow as he looked over at the exhausted woman, his gaze softening as well as his posture. She had been through quite a bit in one day and she was handling it much better than most would; he couldn't blame her for her tiredness.

"For now, we get rest. You have to go on like nothing's wrong."

"How can I—"

"Whoever or whatever is doing this is close to the students. Close enough to single out all of you in the science department. You got away. That means it'll be watching your every move, waiting for another opportunity."

"What about Michelle? She survived a whole year—"

"Living off campus. This creature—this being is stuck in this area, which means you're in a more vulnerable position."

Eve frowned as she gazed into the Doctor's eyes, the man giving her a stern stare. "You go on and go about your day. I'll be watching from a distance to make sure nothing happens."

"…Swear it."

"I swear." The Doctor gave Eve a reassuring nod before she nodded back, standing to her feet.

"And what about you?"

"Oh, well, I'm not very tired, myself. And it's not like I have class in the morning," the Doctor said playfully as he winked, Evelyn shaking her head and fighting the urge to smile.

Just because she was teaming up with the Doctor didn't mean she disliked him any less.

"…Where do you intend on going."

"I hadn't really thought about that," he said with a shrug. "I suppose I could head back to the TARDIS and try and pick up signatures of—"

"I'm only gonna say this once." The Doctor blinked as he stopped mid-sentence. His eyebrow rose a bit in curiosity as Eve sighed and shook her head. "…I've never needed a nightlight in my entire life. I always sleep better in the dark…but after all of this…" A glimmer of understanding shined through the Doctor's eyes as Eve avoided his gaze. "…I've never been more afraid of the dark than now." The Doctor didn't need Evelyn to say anything else; it seemed they could somehow understand each other with just a glance in the eyes.

The Doctor stared at Eve for a few moments, causing the girl to feel a bit unnerved. She watched him carefully as he tore his gaze from hers, glancing around the room before his eyes fell upon her light switch. "I don't suppose you have a dimmer option here?"

"…No." A smirk appeared across the time-traveler's face as he walked up to the light switch, pulling out his sonic screwdriver. Eve listened to the buzz of the device as he aimed the blue tip at the switch. After a few seconds, he shoved the object back into his pocket before he grabbed the knob, the lights dimming slowly.

"Now you do."

Eve didn't smile, but she gave the man a soft gaze as he smiled gently back at her. He nodded as he opened the door to her room and stepped into the tiny foyer, shutting the door softly behind him. The student stared for a moment before she shook her head and began changing out of her clothes, pulling on a clean shirt and a pair of sweatpants. After finishing everything up, Eve stood in the middle of her bedroom, staring up at the light. She ignored the way her imagination began making the lights flicker, her heart suddenly picking up its pace.

"Stop it!"

"There's no need for the hostility!" Eve's eyes widened as she span around, the Doctor standing in her doorway with a lighthearted smile across his lips.

"What are you doing?"

"…Go to bed." The Doctor's smile relaxed as he nodded, Eve finding her lips almost quivering from his unspoken kindness. She cleared her throat as she watched the man walk over to her window and take a seat on the sill, seeming perfectly comfortable with playing the part of her nightly guard. She stood in the middle of the room for a second longer as she stared at the Doctor's profile, the Time Lord merely looking out at the moon.

This man was completely bonkers; then again, she was too. He was a time-traveling, silver-tongued, mischievous stranger, but he was a time-traveling, silver-tongued mischievous stranger who had saved her life. She couldn't explain it, but in his presence it was as if the world sort of made a bit of sense—not a lot, but just enough to get through the day, and although Evelyn hadn't realized it, that was exactly what she needed.

Lying underneath the covers, Eve stared up at her ceiling, glancing one last time at the man who sat at her window. The moon shined against his face in the way that made him look…ageless. She sighed and shook her head before closing her eyes.

"Goodnight, Mr. Doctor."

"…Goodnight, Evelyn Young." And a goodnight she had.

December 17, 2012: Montana, United States

She couldn't quite shake the feeling that someone was following her.

Oh, wait.

Yes, there was someone following her.

"I told you to leave that thing out of my room!"

"If I'm going to be protecting you I need the TARDIS somewhere I can reach it without trouble."

"What about my clothes? How am I supposed to get dressed for class every day? That big old thing is completely in my way!"

It had been just a few days since Eve and the Doctor had joined forces, and although they were getting closer to figuring out the riddle of the disappearances, Eve and the Doctor couldn't seem to work out the riddle of their partnership.

"For someone who was almost kidnapped—or worse—you seem rather fixated on my ship."

"I already told you. It's in the way."

The last several days had been a struggle for Eve. She wasn't used to having another person around all the time in…well, years. So, when the Doctor suddenly appeared that fateful day, she hadn't expected that things needed to change. And then she had almost been taken and he had saved her life and suddenly, without any thought or question, they had become some sort of team—a dysfunctional team, but a team nonetheless. It wasn't the fact that they couldn't work well together, because when they got down to it, they worked magnificently as partners.

It was just everything else.

"You told me to carry on with my day like normal. How am I possibly supposed to do that with this big old thing in my way?"

"The TARDIS isn't just some big old thing. And if you squeeze right through here—"

"It doesn't matter! I specifically told you that I didn't want this tartar sauce ship—"

"For the last time. TARDIS."

"—in my room! It's just too risky. We have random inspections by the Resident Director and if they see this who knows what'll happen." Eve kept her arms crossed over her chest as she watched her guest glance at his ship. He thought for a moment, ignoring the young woman's piercing gaze on his profile, before he shrugged.

"As much as I enjoy sitting here bickering with you—"

"Just take the damn thing out!"

"—I think you have somewhere to be." Eve blinked as she glanced at the clock. Her gaze softened as she cleared her throat and nodded, grabbing her backpack and coat before making her way to the door. She stopped as she looked back at the Doctor, the brunet turning back to her with his hands in the pockets of his pants. He gave her a reassuring smile before Eve rolled her eyes, masking the strange regret she had inside of her.

"And Evelyn?" The student stopped as she looked back at her guest. "Be careful." The seriousness that gleamed in the Doctor's eyes sent a shiver down the black haired girl's back.

"…Just get that thing out of my room before I get back." She knew it'd still be there when she returned.

Shutting the door, Eve took a moment to catch her breath. She tried to remember the feeling of dedication she once had for meeting with Michael, but with each passing day it was getting harder and harder for her.

Still, she wouldn't stop trying.

§

Eve sighed as she power-walked down the sidewalk, glancing down at the time on her phone. She shook her head as she shuffled through the crowd.

It had been the second time she was late meeting Michael—not that he seemed to notice. Still, Eve was involved enough to feel bad for leaving him out of the loop. So, as she walked past the park, the 21-year-old began dialing her boyfriend's number, only to stop as she noticed something. She let her hand slowly fall to her side as she blinked. She couldn't place it, but she could hear a voice. It wasn't a stranger's voice, or an intruder's voice, but her own. Her own voice was whispering to her, but the words were muffled. And though most would say it was just her own thoughts running rampant, there was something different about this. There was a darkness around this voice that separated it from Eve's own thoughts.

Glancing around, Eve found nothing out of the ordinary. She frowned, her own thoughts now alone. She wished she could have explained the experience better, but there was no possible way. It was almost like an out-of-body sort of exchange; like she was being manipulated.

"Evie?" Said woman blinked before she looked up, watching as the dirty blond she was to meet approached her, his backpack slung around his shoulders. "You're almost 45 minutes late."

"Sorry, I just—I got held up by something," she said.

It wasn't a lie.

Michael hesitated as he took a glance over his girlfriend; she was definitely different, but perhaps in a better way? The question was, why?

"Don't worry about it. I was just getting worried."

"Well, I'm here now! So let's—" And there it was again, that voice—Eve's voice, calling out to her. No, it wasn't calling out to her.

Eve's lips began to tremble as she slowly glanced down at her hand. Her eyes widened as it began to twitch, a strange tug pulling at her arm, trying to force it up. She ignored the confused expression on Michael's face as he watched her, unsure of her strange behavior. She merely continued to stare at her hand.

"Evie—"

"I'm sorry, Michael, but I have to go." Without a second glance, Evelyn turned and began sprinting back to her dorm, not bothering to excuse herself as she shoved past the strangers down the street.

Michael stood in her wake as he frowned, shaking his head.

What was happening to Eve?

§

"Doctor!" Eve ran through the hall of her floor as she sloppily dug through her backpack for her key. She whipped it out and began trying to unlock her door, her fear and confusion causing her movements to be messy and imprecise. Finally, after several, long seconds of fumbling with her keys, Eve forced her bedroom door open, flinging herself in and slamming it shut.

"Doctor!" she tried once more as she marched into her room, only to find it empty. She blinked as she tried to stay calm, regaining her composure. She ran into her closet, her eyes wide as she found her closet space empty. She stared at the empty space for a few seconds before she took a weak step back, blinking profusely.

"Doctor…" Eve mumbled, her voice echoing in the silence. She closed her eyes before she shook her head and counted to three. After calming down, Eve made her way back into her bedroom, taking a seat on her bed and reaching over to her desk to grab a cookie she had bought just a few days before. She nibbled on it for a moment as she sighed, noticing that she was down to nearly her last one; they were so delicious.

After letting the minutes tick by, Evelyn opened her shut eyes and blinked; she had somehow fallen asleep. Sighing, she stood to her feet and began to change into her staff shirt. She finished off her cookie she had forgotten about before grabbing her radio and wiping her lips with the back of her hand to rid her mouth of the crumbs. She nodded to herself before she walked to her door, stopping for only a moment to look at the empty space where the TARDIShad been.

And then she was gone.

§

The Doctor was reluctant to follow Evelyn's command, but then again, the TARDIS was a bit big for her closet, and he had investigating to do himself. So, being the gentleman that he was, the Doctor complied with what Eve had asked and began strolling around the campus, trying to see if he could find any clues to who the next victim would be. The Time Lord stood tall at the top of a hill at the empty park. His gaze was stone-like yet forlorn; the campus was growing scarce of people.

Glancing over at the clock that sat on top of the Chase Bank sign, the Doctor nodded to himself. Five past six. Deciding to move his expedition elsewhere, the Doctor began making his way down the hill and on to the sidewalk. He smoothly placed his hands into his trench coat pocket, the students brushing past him like he wasn't even there. He glanced down at the key around his neck as he smiled down at it, the fondest of worst memories coming back to him.

"Hey, where's Evie?" The Doctor was torn from his thoughts as he looked up. He rolled his eyes as he watched his hostess' boyfriend stroll towards him with a friend.

"I'm not sure. She was late today and when I met up with her she was freaking out."

"Freaking out? About what?" The Doctor's eyes widened just little as he listened intently, the two students walking towards him without noticing him.

"I have no idea. It was like she wasn't with me though. Who the hell knows. I couldn't even ask because she just ran off."

"Where did she go?" Michael and Jeremy stopped in their tracks as they glanced to the stranger suddenly standing in front of them, a chain clutched tightly in his fist. "Where is she?"

"Wh—What the hell—" Eve's boyfriend stiffened as the tall stranger took a step closer, a dark and dangerous gleam in his eyes.

"Answer the question, Michael."

"How do you know my name?"

"Answer my question." Michael and Jeremy exchanged glances before they nodded, complying with what the crazed looking man wanted.

"I don't know where she went. She ran off like her life depended on it. But I know she's on duty right now, and she never skips. So she's probably back—" Not waiting for Michael to continue, the Doctor began sprinting back towards Eve's building, the two boys turning to look back at the man.

"Wait!" Michael yelled, though his call was ignored by the peculiar man. He watched the man disappear around the corner and stared for a few seconds longer.

"Who was that guy?" Jeremy asked with a confused look, Michael sharing the same expression.

"I've got no idea."

So, here we are. Chapter four. Thanks for taking the time out of your day to read, whoever you are! I really do appreciate it and I sincerely hope that you guys are liking this story so far. If you haven't been, sorry to hear. Let me know what I can do to improve or what you liked so I know for future reference. Reviews and messages are definitely welcome. Don't be shy, because I think it's important to give your input, especially if something needs to be better and if something needs improvement.

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