"Ok, spill"
The doctor stood in the centre of the room, quiet and still. Martha closed the door after them all entering. The doctor thought it better to speak first, it was normal for him and what they would want to expect. If he wanted to hide that there was in fact something wrong, then it'd be best to speak up sooner than later.
His hands were in tight fists inside his pockets, unseen by any of his friends. He hoped he was standing tall enough to maintain the look of calmness, because right then at that moment, he was anything but. His hearts slowly began to sped up than their normal rate. He didn't want them to know, he couldn't bare the thought of them knowing what happened, what really happened.
What would they think of him?
No wait. What was he thinking? They were his friends They would never think of him like that. Weak, defenceless, vulnerable.
He cared for them, surely they would do the same. He's seen it before. So if they did tell them, then they would obviously help out. But he didn't want to go as far as opening his mouth, to speak of any words that have something to do with what happened last night.
Maybe keeping quiet wasn't such a bad idea.
"We're waiting"
Donna was losing her patience. If she wasn't going to get an answer from him, she was seconds away from pinning him to the ground and pounding it out of him.
"You know Donna, I really am tired so I think I'm just gonna head out-"
"Oh no you don't"
Rose placed a gentle but warning hand on his chest as he tried to make his ways towards the door. The doctor stopped and looked down at her before sighing and stepping back away from them. The doctor kept walking back until he found one of the beds behind him and gently sat down. He watched nervously as Donna, Rose and Martha stood around him, looking down at him with hard eyes.
The doctor looked at each of them and frowned "Stop looking at me like that"
"Well that depends, are you gonna tell us what's wrong?" asked Martha
"Fine you got me. I'm tired, because the storm kept waking me up last night. I hungry because none of the food downstairs satisfied me and you lot keep bugging me about me being quiet"
They all stared at him before turning to each other. Rose turned to Donna on her right.
"Do you believe him?"
"No" Replied Donna
Rose then turned to Martha on her left
"How about you Martha?"
"Nope" She answered with a pop on the 'p'
Then Martha and Donna turned to Rose and asked in unison
"Do you?"
They all turned back to face the doctor who had been watching them nervously.
"Not for one second" she scowled
"Look I told you what's wrong so I should be allowed to leave now"
"Except we don't believe you" said Martha
Donna folded her arms, readying herself for the argument to come "We know you doctor, and we know for a fact that you hardly sleep, two hours at the least. For all we know, you probably didn't even climd into bed last night"
"I did, ask Jack"
"Don't worry, we will"
The doctor sighed "We'll I'm still tired and what about the food, I get grumpy when I'm hungry"
"God doctor, you brain isn't really on the go today is it" smirked Martha "For one, your not grumpy, your upset. Two, I saw how you didn't even get up from the table today to even get any food, so how would you know what food there was?
"I have a good nose"
"Doctor-"
"You know what ladies, I think that's enough interrogating for today, I enjoyed our game of good cop bad cop but I…although, quite frankly I didn't see who was trying to be the good cop. You lot all just seem to be ganging up on me" He stood up from the bed "So just this once I gonna let it slide and pretend you didn't go all Sherlock on my ass…"
As he was trying to skip towards the door he felt a tug on his sleeve and saw that Martha had a grip on it
"Doctor stop it we're trying to help"
"We'll then your wasting time because there's nothing wrong with me" he lied
"Could you at least just sit down until we find out why your so upset"
"Martha listen to me, I'm fine, just let go and let me go back to my room to lie down" He started to get a bit more stern
So did she "Doctor just sit down and let us help you!"
"Martha you can't help me!"
Rose and Donna frowned at his words
"We could if you would tell us what happened!"
"We'll maybe I don't want to!"
"But we do, and we want to help!"
"You don't understand! IT CAN'T BE UNDONE!" tears began to form in the doctor's eyes
"What can't"
Everyone in the room turned round to the new voice. Jack stood in the open doorway to the women's room. After sorting out the women downstairs, he had made his way back up to his and the doctor's room. But when he started the walk down the hall towards the room, he could hear muffled voices in the room opposite. Voices that turned into shouting.
Upon entering the room he saw the doctor and Martha arguing with Donna and Rose in the background. When he saw the doctor, his heart stopped. His arm was being held by Martha by the sleeve. His eye's were red and held unshed tears. He was about to speak when the doctor suddenly yanked his hand from Martha's grip and ran for the door.
Jack didn't exactly think it was that important and let him past, he knew he would follow him after he found out what happened
"What's wrong with him"
"We don't know, we were trying to find out, but he kept lying and said there was nothing wrong"
"So I guess that I'm not the only one who has noticed something as well?"
"Nope"
"Good, then we can all try and figure out what's happened"
"It's going to be hard" Suggested Rose "We all know what he's like"
Jack stepped further into the room but left the door open "We'll I've got a good heads up"
"What?" They all looked to him
"By them faces I'm guessing he didn't tell you what happened last night"
"When he went down to the reception?"
"Yeah. After I came to you guys looking for him I was going to look downstairs, but then the lift opened and there he was, shaking like a leaf and tears running down his face. He was a right mess. Told me that he got a bit up upset because he saw someone who reminded him of someone else, and I'm guessing that someone is dead now"
Donna blinked "Oh, that's it then"
Rose looked from Donna to Jack then frowned "Except you think it's something else"
"Mrs Tyler you know me to well"
"Well what do you think?" Asked Martha
"After bringing him back to the room and got ready for bed, I noticed a few things that got me thinking, and believe me when I say that I've been around long enough and have done a lot of things that have enabled me to tell when something's not right with someone"
"Jack we all know that something's not right with him"
"Yes but I can also tell what happened to him…I think"
"What?" Yelled all three in surprise
"That's for me to know and you to find out"
Rose stepped forward "Jack tell us, it could be important"
"Or it could be private, if the doctor doesn't want you lot to know then fine. But since I might have figured it out, I will only tell you if I am a 100% correct"
Rose, Martha and Donna all fixed him with a hard glare of annoyance.
"Look, just let me follow him around for a bit maybe even have a little chat with him my self and see what's bugging him. If I find out what's wrong, you will all be the first to know"
Rose sighed and her shoulders sagged "Fine, but hurry up, he could be on the other side of the hotel by now"
"Don't worry, Captain Harkness is on the case"
And with that, Jack saluted to the girls, tuned on his heel and left the room, closing the door behind him. Leaving the three women to discuss their little investigation and interrogation to themselves.
Reid Fletcher was not in a good mood. After coming onto this planet before the storm hit, he was hoping that his business trip would come out as planned. Knowing his luck, it didn't. The storm came and now he was stuck in the hotel, and was possibly going to miss the greatest day of his life. His boss had informed him about new schedules and documents that needed taken care of, of course what he didn't intend on, was being told to arrange a trip over to the Serrabe system to do a little business or else he would soon be unemployed.
He was betting on his life that when he got home, that is if he gets home, that his boss is getting an old fashioned argument if this storm and stupid business trip costs him that precious day. His wife knew of Orca 5 and it's terrible weather system, sure it only rained once every 3 years. But she was a smart women and figured out that those 3 years would soon be up by the time he got there.
After his breakfast he was heading up to his room to get changed for the spa, hoping it would calm his mood down a bit. He headed up the first flight of stairs to where his room was appointed on the first floor. He walked down the hall and was about to reach for his key when a loud crash came from behind him. He jumped from his skin and immediately turned around and saw some sort of metal plate on the floor.
He walked over to it and looked around. He then saw the hole on the wall just below the ceiling. The ventilation shafts. He figured the cover must have came lose and fell off.
Just as he was about to turn around and head to his room, a heard a strange clicking noise coming from behind him. Slowly, he looked over his shoulder before finally turning around to see what it was. He wish he hadn't. His eye's widened and the hairs stood up and the back of his pale blue neck.
A creature, 6 foot tall stood and not 5 metres in front of him. It's deep black eyes stared back into his small hazel ones. It's thin skin was dark and oily like. He dare not move as the creature stood tall on it's hind legs. It's thin and bony body differed from his small, flesh covered one and right now, the creatures sharp teeth looked a little hungry for fresh meat.
It head was most unusual of all. It face was small, with two large black eyes and some small little holes below them that looked like it's nostrils. It's sharp, white, drooling teeth bared hard from it's lipless mouth. At the back, it head extended out into a dome like shape. A half circle from one side of it's head to the other, looking completely bone. It's long and slender arm reached for something behind it's skinny frame and pulled out a long spear like weapon.
Reid gasped as it raised it's arm and threw the weapon toward him. He hoped to dodge it in time but it was to late. The spear penetrated his stomach, out the other end and hit the wall. Reid was now pinned with the spear still sticking out of him. He held it with his shaking hands as his blue blood began to seep wildly. He only managed to lift his head as the creature stepped forward on all fours. He knew this was the end, he just didn't want it to be like this. Just when the creature was inches from him and was again raising his claw to his face, he heard a yell from somewhere down the hall.
"STOP!"
Reid watched as the creature twisted his head to his left and growled at whatever it was looking at before pulling it's weapon out of Reid and jumping onto the wall behind him, disappearing into the vent.
Reid collapsed onto the floor, unable to stand. A man came up to him and held his head in his hands.
"It's ok, I've got you, I've got you"
"M-my w-ife.."
"Sshh don't speak" The man lowered a hand down to Reid's stomach and applied pressure to the wound. Reid gasped from the pain as he began to get weaker.
"My names The Doctor"
"R-Reid…Reid Fletcher"
"Hello Reid. I'm gonna try and help you ok. Everything's going to be fine"
Reid smiled in the stranger's arms "Liar"
The doctor managed a sad smile. He knew this man wasn't going to make it, even if he got help. The best he could do for him was be there, and not let him go alone.
"I was…hoping to…get home after…after the storm" Reid managed through each breath "M-my wife…she's…pregnant…our first"
The doctor could only listen as the man was slowly fading away from life
"Congrats"
Reid managed another small smiled "Thank y-you…tell her, my…wife…tell her I…I…l-lo-…
The doctor knew exactly what he was going to say. He watched as the man could no longer say a word as he stared off into the distance, breathed his last and slumped in the doctor's arms. The doctor sighed and looked away before gently closing the man's eyes and set him gently to the ground.
Just at his head touched the ground, two men turned the corner just down the hall from where the doctor and the dead man lay. They both gasped at the sight then both looked at the doctor who had now noticed them and was about to speak when one man began to shout.
"Somebody get help!"
"Ring the authorities! There's been a murder!"
The doctor's eyes widened "No! Wait!"
All the door's in the hall began to open and guests appeared from their rooms after hearing the shouting. Everyone gasped at the sight before. The doctor tried to explain but it was no use, he stood over the dead man with his blood on his hands. Anyone who saw the sight would immediately think the same thing.
The two men from before returned with the manager, he looked from Reid to the doctor and frowned before raising a finger at him.
"Somebody restrain that man!"
"No please let me explain!"
It was hopeless. The doctor was forced away from the body as him arms were pulled behind his back by two guests who seemed to be pretty strong. They then forced him toward the manager who stood tall with anger, hiding his shock.
"Listen to me" The doctor pleaded "I didn't do anything, I was just there when it happened. You've got to listen to me, it was a…"
"Silence!" Roared the manager "Take him to the back room behind reception, we'll ring the authorities and have them deal with you"
The young receptionist from before came up from behind the manager, she was panting from her run up the stairs "Sir I tried to ring them but the lines are dead. The storm must have knocked them out"
"Right well, still, take him to the back room and find something to tie his hands with. When the lines are fixed we'll ring the police"
"No need"
Everyone turned around to the new voice that had appeared. The doctor's eyes widened and nearly fell from their sockets at the man before him. It was him, the man from last night, the man from the lift. He now stood before them all as he took out a small wallet from his trouser pocket.
"Arden Carlisle, Chief of police of Orca 5 Authorities"
The doctor's hearts jumped up his throat. He stiffened as Carlisle, as he is now known to be, looked at him with a slit smug on his face. This was a nightmare, he longed to wake up. Out of anything in the universe, this man had to be the head of police.
The manager stepped forward "Ah, Mr Carlisle, good timing, I see that you can sort this man out."
"My pleasure"
Carlisle stepped forward and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. The doctor was speechless as the he began to tighten the cuffs around his wrists. Carlisle then took hold of the doctor's arm and turned toward the crowd that had gathered.
"I assure you that everything has and will be taken care of. If you could all just leave now and return to your rooms." He then turned back to address the manager "I will leave you to take care of the body, just cover it up and place it in a safe room."
"And what about him?" The manager pointed to the doctor who was pale as a sheet and stood staring at the ground
"Don't you worry, I'll take care of him."
"What will you do?"
"Well, to save you the hassle, I'll just take him up to my room"
I hate myself. I love the doctor and yet whenever it comes to fanfictions like this, it's just shows that i can't really show my love to him. (Sniff)
So tell me what you think:)
