Ugh, I don't know how many of you read my other stories but I am sick as a dog

:( Bleargh.

Chapter 7 – Hidden complications.

Faye was able to walk around on her own, mostly. She staggered here and there. The Doctor insisted that they spend a few days more where they had been stuck. Just so she could get used to moving again. Faye pouted at first a little annoyed, for reasons she wouldn't tell the Doctor. By the end of the first day she was wandering around on her own, something the Doctor worried about constantly. She was so curious, she would listen to him without a doubt, but she couldn't help pressing buttons or opening doors without a thought. It infuriated him and at the same time made her completely infatuating. In the current moment of time she had floated off to find where a particular corridor lead off to. He kept a monitor on her location the while time, not trusting the ever shifting paradigms of the TARDIS. He watched as she ran her hands over the walls as she walked. He sighed and rubbed his eyes. Whatever she wasn't telling him was important. She had suddenly remembered something, in blind panic, almost like she had left a small toddler in front of an open fire. But when he tried to get it out of her she buttoned up. Saying that it didn't matter. He growled at her stubbornness, but she wouldn't tell. That's when she started to become curious about the TARDIS.

'What's the matter, Sexy?' He asked the TARDIS, moving the monitor as he hopped to the other side of the console. The TARDIS had been quiet of late, and she hadn't played any tricks on Faye, unlike what she did to Amy and the others. It was almost an initiation. She would play little games with them, not in cruelness. She was just having fun. He stroked the panelling. She hadn't attempted to move in the three years that they were stuck there. It was if she knew that she couldn't before he did. He glanced up at the monitor. Faye was gone. He stared for a moment. 'Uh, where is she?' He clicked a few buttons, shifting the camera view. Still nothing. He began to press more keys, he began to worry. The inside of the TARDIS was not a playground. He banged the screen a few times earning himself a groan from the metal. 'Sorry, Sexy,' he apologised, he turned around quickly he would just have to find her himself. He heard a giggle from under the console. Under the walkway. He sighed and leant over the railing to find Faye looking at some wires in fascination.

'So who's Sexy? Should I be jealous?' She joked. The Doctor grinned.

'Where were you?!' He accused.

'I heard this humming noise so I came down here. Besides you were busy talking to ''Sexy,'' thought you might want some time alone,' Faye giggled, poking the wire. The Doctor swung on the bar and dropped next to her.

'Don't poke her! You might blow us up or something,' he tapped her hand as she went to touch the wire again. 'Honestly you humans have the self preservation of Ignaks. You see a button or wire and it's like oooh, gotta touch. '

'Iganks?' She repeated frowning, her hand went toward the panel. He tutted and grabbed it.

'Ignaks,' he corrected. 'Like lemmings. But they really do throw themselves off the edge,' he grinned at her expression. In retaliation she pulled a brace flicking it against his chest. 'Ow! Why do you insist on doing that?'

'Would I have really blown us up?' Faye asked, she walked over to the Doctor's swing that he used when repairing. She plonked herself in it. The Doctor smiled and followed her, leaning on the strap that held it to the walkway.

'Na. I know what you lot think like, all the really dangerous stuff is hidden,' he chuckled. Faye smiled brightly at him. 'Come on budge up,' he said nudging her arm, Faye raised a brow but did as he asked. He squidged himself on the seat next to her. There wasn't a lot of room. They swung in a comfortable silence for a while, just the TARDIS humming around them.

'You must love it here, I can see why you've never settled down,' Faye said conversationally. 'Going from place to place, time to time. It must be beautiful. All those sights and sounds.' She sighed in wonder, while looking at her feet. The Doctor pushed the swing and wrapped his arm around her to hold the other strap, Faye giggled as her sock covered feet dangled from the floor. That's a novelty, I can't remember the last time I was too short to touch the ground.

'I do love it. To have the privilege to watch worlds grow.' He said his head touching hers as they both looked at the passing floor underneath them. 'I've never settled down because, well. I'm a Time Lord. That's the reason, really,' he nodded to himself. Faye didn't say anything but leant her head on his shoulder, her hand resting on his knee. They were interrupted by the TARDIS, she began to whir and her inner parts moved up and down. The Doctor shared a shocked look with Faye and they both jumped down and ran up to the main console.

'What's it doing? Why are we moving?!' Faye asked looking at the monitor, it had static flowing across the screen.

'It's alright don't worry, it's the automatic countdown, it's set to your home co-ordinates. I forgot about it that's all,' he breathed out, leaning on the console. Faye scowled and went over, punching him on the arm as she got close.

'Owch!'

'That scared the livin' daylights out of me!' She scolded. She didn't get to say any more as the TARDIS launched herself from the cocoon of ice and snow that she had been buried in for the last three years. Faye staggered and almost fell over, if it weren't for the Doctor wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close.

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Oh god, oh god, oh god, I thought as the TARDIS lurched to the other side. I've never been one for motion sickness, but I had a feeling this would make me a sufferer for life. I'm desperately trying to ignore his hand around my waist, the fact that I can feel his chest against my back. It wasn't fair who much this man affected me. He tightened his grip as we were thrown from the console onto the walkway. Until the TARDIS got her bearings we would be thrown around like a ball. I am currently being pinned to the metal grating by the Doctor. Not that I mind, but it's doing hell on my hormones. It was only a few seconds until we felt the last of the engine's whirring calm down. He sat up.

'We're in the tunnel, only a few minutes until things get rough again. Time enough to strap you in.' He pulled me to my seat and put the seat belt on me, our fingers brushed as I tried to do it myself. He grinned and a slight pink tinge touched his cheeks as he realized that he was being a little controlling. He left me to do the last buckle. I was feeling sick, not just because I felt like I had been in the middle of a ping pong contest. But I didn't want to go home. I had to. But I didn't want to. I was dreading what I might find. I had put her in the back of my mind, kept telling myself that she didn't matter. This is a time machine after all. But the guilt trickled forward, poisoning my thoughts. I had to know, I had to now what the last three years had been like for her. Whatever her experience was, would be the true answer to whether I could travel with the Doctor or not.

The sinking pit in my stomach told me that I already knew the answer.

Well there we are, a little cliff hanger :P Please review lovelies.