Chapter Four: The TARDIS

As I came around, a strange feeling came over me. For once in my life I felt peaceful. No shadows hanging over me, no objects looming over me. It's like; well it's like feeling an ultimate feeling of peace. I sigh; it's a sigh of relief. I also realize that this is the first time I have had a proper sleep, the first in sixteen years of my life. I am laying in a bed, no clue where I am exactly and then suddenly I see the Doctor, and he grins, "Hello….."

I nearly jump out of the bed, "Oh my God, how long was I out? Mum's going to be worried sick."

"I'd say a good sixteen hours, give or take. You've acted like you haven't slept in years."

My eyes go wide, "Oh my God, my mum will freak. She's probably called the police and everything."

The Doctor chuckled, "Probably."

"It's not funny. I am her problem child. She probably thinks I have committed suicide or that I have been abducted or something."

"Mackenzie-Whimsy calm down."

"You don't understand, my mum. She's probably called the hospital too, be just like her too, there will be an all points bulletin or something, 'Warning be on the lookout for Mackenzie Dalton, psychologically disturbed woman.'"

The Doctor grins, "Psychologically disturbed. Why?"

"Do we have to talk about this now? I don't feel like getting my mind pricked, okay."

"Fair enough, just one quick question. Why does death follow you?"

"What!"

"You heard me, that's two times you have saved my life, and just a few minutes apart from each other. The first time, a shelf came unbolted and nearly crushed us both. The next time someone lost control of their car and almost crushed us both, if you hadn't pushed me and yourself out of the way, we would have both died. That's not normal, not for a human, yea maybe once or twice, if you're lucky, but what is it Mackenzie Dalton? What is it that caused you to react like that?"

I grumble, "I just knew, okay."

"Yea….sure..." The Doctor pauses for a moment and then says "You can trust me, Mack. I am not a 'shrink'. I am not going to dope you up with drugs and tell you it's going to make you 'feel' better. But since you do not really want to talk about it, we'll start slowly okay. Tell me Mack, you live with your mother, I assume. Where's your father?"

I roll my eyes, "Since when do you want to know my life history?"

"Since when do you go around knowing when death is around the corner?"

I am getting annoyed. This guy is getting a bit personal. I barely know him, "What gives you the right to ask?"

"I have every right, Mackenzie Dalton."

I say sarcastically, "I am scared out of my wits. Is that a threat, Doctor?"

"Normally, but you obviously don't get it. There's something wrong with you, I am trying to help you."

"Since when did I ask for your help?"

The Doctor sighs, "You want to go outside, be my guest. But it's a scary world out there and death is right around the corner."

I shiver lightly and the Doctor grins, "Ah, so you are scared."

"Yes I am scared, and where am I? Your flat?"

"Kind of….your in the TARDIS."

"The what?"

"The TARDIS, it stands for Time and Relative Dimensions in Space."

"Huh? I have no idea what that means."

"My ship, it's called the TARDIS

"Your ship….you mean like a boat?"

"No, I mean like a space ship."

"You're nuts. If this is a space ship, then you're an…."

"Yep."

I roll my eyes, "You're mental; that's what you are."

"You're a fine one to talk, Mackenzie Dalton. You did say you were psychologically disturbed."

"Yea, but at least I know I am ill, you on the other hand…."

"Who said you were ill? I don't think you're ill."

"You're nice to think that, Doctor. But I am ill."

He put a hand on my shoulder, "Mackenzie….you've been around way too many doctors. It's time you found the right one."

XXXX

A/N: Here's the next chapter. And I hope you like it. Please R/R