Chapter 6 – The attack on the Noble household.
Whistler pulled Luke through the crowd eagerly, she could see how amazed he was by the amount of people that she had gathered so far. He watched as they parted to let them though, seeing how much of an influence she had on then, he wondered what she had done to gain such respect.
"Look, that's Sally Sparrow." She grinned pointing but still not slowing their pace, "She's brilliant."
"She looks cool." He shrugged.
"That's Craig and his son Stormageddon, they're fantastic!" He was confused by how enthusiastic she was about a group of people.
"He brought his son to join an army?" He asked astounded of his lack of parental skills, "That's unbelievably dangerous."
"It's okay, Stormy can handle it." She chuckled to herself, "Oh and this you're going to love this." She dragged him over to a young man, "This is Adam." She tried to suppress her laughter.
"Yes, it's very funny that every person you recruit, you have to show them me." Adam said sarcastically with a scowl, Luke could see that he was annoyed but Whistler burst into laughter, "Every bloody time."
"I'm sorry I can't help it, I just don't see how you could be so stupid." She nudged Luke and as she gained his attention she snapped her fingers, Luke's jaw dropped as Adam's forehead opened. "I mean common, who lets someone do that you you?"
"I don't believe it." Luke barely managed to say before he was pulled away, he guessed that Whistler was now bored and decided to continue with her tour but then they were forced to a stop when her phone began to ring, she answered with a sigh, "Jack you really need to stop relying on my to save your ass every ten minuets!"
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"Doctor, what is it?" Jack sprinted down the steps, missing at least two at a time. "Tell me what's happening!"
"I don't know!" The Doctor screamed, his companions froze. He had never shouted with such terror and anger before, not in this regeneration. He felt like his old self, the man who was never afraid to tell the truth.
"What did Wilf want?" Jack tried to simplify the question.
"He just shouted my name, there can only be one explanation for him to cry out like that. I think Donna has remembered." Now Jack understood, he knew why the Doctor was so afraid, why he was moving frantically to take his little blue box to save his friend.
"What can I do?" Jack asked.
"You can shut up," The Doctor wined, "Please Jack I just need quiet so I can focus."
Jack nodded and the TARDIS became silent, the Timelord closed his eyes and sighed loudly. "Okay, here's the plan. Jack you call Whistler and make her go to Donna's." Jack smiled slightly at the order, this was more like the Doctor he looked up to, the one who said no and fought for his loved ones. "Amy I need you to call River."
The Doctor turned to the door and went to take a step but found that he was unable to move any closer to the door.
"Doctor, what do I do?" Rory looked to him, slightly irritated that he had been forgotten.
"Roranicus Pondicus, get dressed, you're about to become a hero!" He turned away from the door, knowing that whatever was outside he couldn't face yet, maybe that made him weak but he didn't care, he couldn't watch another of his friends die so soon.
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The house was cold upon entering, Rory walked around the lower floor looking for any sign of the family the Doctor had sent him to find. There was glass shattered on the floor, the thought of the Doctor's friend's being hurt pushed him further through the house.
After he found nothing he made his way to the stairs, he walked up slowly taking his time to look around, moments later he was stood on the landing and he noticed all the door's were open except one, Rory knew they were hiding behind it.
"Hello, anybody in there?" Rory called out, "I'm here to help, the Doctor sent me."
Rory heard the door's being unlocked, an old man stood in the frame with a worried expression plastered on his face.
"Can you help her?" He asked.
"What's wrong?" Rory stepped past the man and saw the red headed woman lay unconscious on the floor, "What happened?"
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Whistler ran through the pitch black streets, faster than any normal human would be allowed. Her legs ached as she raced to the rescue. She couldn't let this happen, he wasn't ready! Her fear was shown through her expression, she was panting for breath and she felt as if her legs would buckle soon but she continued forwards.
She only stopped when her target's came into view. The blue box stood luminous under the only working street lamp. Several meter's away were three of the Doctor's biggest enemy's. She slowed her pace but still moved at a quick pace.
She saw the doors swing open on the telephone box, she watched the Doctor step out. She went to scream for him to go back, to run. But her mouth was suddenly covered, a hand muting her howls. She felt herself being dragged backwards, when the shock disappeared she lashed out at her opponent. She swung her elbow backwards hoping to make contact with her taker's body. She missed.
"Common Whistler, I thought you were better than that!" A woman spat, Whistler recognised the voice instantly and realised the plan.
"I could say the same! I thought your master had bigger plans for you and yet here you are as a bloody distraction." Whistler chuckled darkly, "You need to leave... Now!"
"I'm here to put a stop to your stupid endeavour to save the Doctor," She said harshly, "He's going to die and you can't stop it."
"I can try!" Whistler snapped, throwing her small body against the taller and older blonde. She rugby tackled her to the floor, the blonde's head connected with the floor.
If Whistler was being honest with herself, she would admit she was scared. If she went through with this she knew that she would most definitely lose. She was weak and felt drained. Then again she would never back down from a fight, she never could. She had lost count for the amount of times her parents had to come and collect her for getting into fights at school.
They would sit her down and tell her that fighting was wrong, but after one time at school when she got in a fight that ended up with her walking away with her attacker's bloody tooth they gave up. Her farther just stuck her in martial arts classes hoping that she would learn to defend rather than attack.
Tonight as she looked down into the blonde's eyes she could taste her fear, everyone knew not to get on her bad side and yet this girl was still here. As she was about to turn back hope that the woman would leave she felt something, she could feel the burn in her body, cheering her on. Yes, I may die here tonight, but I am going to put up one hell of a fight!
Just as she made her decision to fight, the blonde launched her fist into Whistler's stomach, momentarily winding her. The blonde used Whistler's recovery time to get to her feet. She went to hit the younger girl again but Whistler managed to counter the clumsy attack. Spinning around and swinging her fist into the woman's side.
The blonde stumbled slightly and then pressed forwards again and punched quickly hitting Whistler square in the nose.
She shrieked as blood pored down her face, "OWWWW! SON OF A BITCH... THAT HURT!" Clutching her nose, it took a moment to recover and just in time to block another swing at her face. Whistler pushed her back and took a deep breath trying to calm her frantic breathing.
The blonde charged, Whistler moved quickly and ducked behind her and slammed her foot into the back of her attacker's knee bringing her down. She took this as her only chance and pulled out her knife from her boot and jumped to her enemy's side pushing the knife slightly into her neck. She paused for several seconds.
"Hurry up and kill me already!" The blonde yelled.
Whistler blinked slowly and then looked into the distance to see the Doctor. She smiled slightly and then removed the knife, "I'm not going to kill you... I'm going to forgive you. But I promise that next time, if you get in my way, I'll kill you! Without even stopping to think about it!"
The woman just looked at her in shock, she had heard the stories of this child worrier and it was because of those stories she had begged to be the one to face her. Never would she have thought that she would she have been allowed to leave with her life.
"Run away," Whistler turned to face her again, "And don't ever come back, Jenny!"
Whistler sat back on the floor, lifting her knees to her chest. Allowing herself to have a moment of weakness. Tears falling down her cheeks, she was in pain and it wasn't from Jenny. She was dying and she was terrified.
She looked back as she heard footsteps coming up behind her, fast. She let out a sigh of relief as she saw it was Luke.
"You're a quick runner." He gasped for breath, taking up a seat beside her. He turned to face her and noticed the tears, turning away he gulped and closed his eyes catching his breath before he opened them again and he reached over shyly, taking her hand looking forwards. She smiled to herself and weaved their fingers together as they sat in silence together. For the first time in a long time, she felt the fear wash away.
"I gotcha." He whispered squeezing her hand, and then pain went away too.
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The Doctor stood within spitting distance of his enemy's, watching them. All the years of battle came down to this, was this it? What Whistler had spoke about, was this when he would die? He decided not to give up straight away.
"Hello, I'm the Doctor." He grinned cockily, "How can I help you?"
"Your friends are dying, Doctor!" The last word dragged out in their usual tone.
"No!" His jaw locked in anger.
"No?" The Dalek asked.
"I said no!" The Doctor stepped forwards, glaring at them. "Nobody else dies!"
"You will die soon, Doctor!" The Dalek's screamed together.
"Soon? You didn't come here to kill me?" The Doctor furrowed his brows, "Why are you here then?"
"We were ordered to make your companion remember!" The central Dalek spoke, "We have completed our mission!"
"Since when did the Dalek's take order's?" He was frustrated.
"Since our master promised us global domination!" With that they started to retreat, "You will die soon Doctor, by the hand of our master!"
Just as the Doctor began to ask another question the three Dalek's were beamed away, the Doctor growled. Whistler was right, whoever is coming is powerful. After a good thirty seconds of silence and deep thought he heard the shouts of his Roman dressed companion.
The Doctor turned around to see Rory carrying his red headed best friend, her mother and grandfather following close behind. It was clear the two had been crying. He ran to the door's of the TARDIS to let them in, Rory placed Donna on the floor.
"Where's the Doctor?" Wilf asked looking around as he entered.
The Doctor looked at him sadly, "I'm right here Wilf." He scratched his chin awkwardly.
"My Doctor?" The old man's jaw dropped.
"Yes, it's me." He nodded and then returned his attention to Donna flashing her with his sonic screwdriver. A memory flashed through his mind, the first time they met and he has tried to use his screwdriver to analyse her and her shout rung through his mind 'Stop bleeping me!' A tear escaped and fell to the floor.
"Can you save her, Doctor?" Donna's mother finally found her voice.
"No, not right now." He breathed heavily, "But I can do one thing, he flashed her one final time with his screwdriver and breathed into her slightly opened mouth, a golden swarm moved through her body.
"Wha-" She stuttered, "What did you do?"
"I put her into a coma, that way she won't die because she won't wake up. Unless I find her a cure and I promise you I will try to find one," He sighed, "I really will try but right now we are in the middle of a war, so I need you both to do something for me, I need you to be brave."
"Why brave?" Wilf asked.
"Because I need you to have patience." The Doctor lifted Donna into his arms looking down at her limp body, his voice becoming a whisper. "I'm so sorry I put you though this, Donna."
A/N: Thank you everyone so much for reviewing! I love it! Makes me want to write more! I am very sorry for not updating sooner but i have had some bad news and had to deal with everything, but i hope some of the next few chapters i have set up will make up for it!
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