Jem56- No, it is not the Master.
RandomW- I know this is a chapter late, but nice try. I know how this will end, wiether it will involve more than just the Doctor and River is the only issue currently. There isn't a whole lot pressure on me concerning the girl. The parts I'm mainly having problems with are the domestics and filler chapters. And honestly, I think that there are plently of plot twists in here, you just have to look. Lastly, yes. She is from the Doctor's past. They have a bit of a history together. Not like romantic, but they have clashed before. Spoilers on the rest!
I have never done anything in the TARDIS's point of view, so, let's give it a go! Thank Momo Spock for giving me this great little idea!
New!- I am re-uploading this becuase of the many many many typoes. I am sorry. And also- The Doctor yanked on the wires. Yanked was autocorrected wrong and I didn't catch it. Really sorry...
The TARDIS
There was something very wrong.
Wrong with both her and her thief.
Earlier, when he broke her translation circuit by yanking on some wires that he shouldn't have even been touching in the first place, she was livid. Unbelieveable angry at him and she threw a fit and accidently broke some more circuits. But it was still his fault.
About a day after they landed at the Pond's home, could have been more, her time matrix, what allowed her to better see things as they happened in the Doctor's time stream, had been slightly damaged, so her time was a little off, but what happened as far as she could tell was that her thief was suddenly and without warning cut off from her.
And then he came and she could feel him again. But the connection was incomplete. It was wrong.
She could feel him and everything that was happening to him; the headaches, the invasion of his mind because of that damn girl and the fever that seemed to boil him alive.
But she couldn't even comfort him in anyway. She couldn't reach him; couldn't reach anyone. She couldn't help but feel completely lost and helpless without anyone.
The TARDIS groaned, her gears and machinery grinding against her will. She could feel her hydrolics move wrong and other bits and parts were just wrong; not to mention some of her circuits were still either damaged or completely fried.
Someone, she wasn't sure who because she couldn't feel who, but it definitely wasn't her thief, opened the doors and entered. Probably just a companion then. Hopefully it wasn't the orange one, because right now she felt like she wouldn't be really be up for anything at all.
As the person reached the stairs, the TARDIS felt something cool practically enter her.. She knew the feeling could only come from the Doctor. If she could smile, she would have as she felt her thief drift off into a dreamless slumber.
Whoever was searching her halls must have been unsatisfied with what ever they found because they left, angrily grumbling in some alien language that she guessed was the language of the her thief's companions.
But as soon as they left and they slammed the door, something she was quite cross about, her cloister bell went out.
This was just getting worse.
The Ponds
Even as River, with the help of Rory for the most part, dried and dressed the Doctor, he didn't stir once. River could tell that he was really just sleeping, not dreaming because underneath his eyelids, his eyes stayed unmoving. He's fever remained, but it was much lower than it had been earlier and now he was a little lower than the normal temperature of a human.
The Ponds made lunch, simple fish and chips and some beef broth for the Doctor when he woke up.
If he woke up... RIver thought, stress and worry etching deep in her thoughts., She tried reasoning with herself that, logically, she had seen the future him and then he was fine.
But that little nagging voice in the back of her mind spoke. Time can be rewritten...
River wiped away forming tears in the corner of her eyes before they had the chance to fall.
She took a deep breath and tried to focus on eating. She kept an eye on the Doctor, making sure nothing that she could prevent happened to him.
A steady downpour covered the sun, making it seem much later in the afternoon then it really was. It was nearly four o'clock and the Doctor hadn't even moved once. River stayed next to his side mostly, taking breaks every once in a while. Either Amy or Rory would would check and sit with her and the Doctor in between household chores.
About four thirty, all of the things around the Ponds home was pretty much done and Amy and Rory joined River's side.
"I'm going to the TARDIS." River announced after a few minutes of awkward silence. "And see if I could fix her up a bit."
"You know how to fix the TARDIS?" Amy asked. "Why didn't you do it earlier and help the Doctor before any of this happened?"
River sighed. "No, I don't know how to fix the TARDIS completly. But I do know a few things and I'm going to see what I can do."
"Whatever." Amy responded. River didn't blame her for feeling cross at the moment. She was worried about the Doctor and when this was all over, she would probably appoligize to River.
"We'll take care of him." Rory said, looking at River with kind eyes. River nodded and pulled on a jumper before leaving the house to go to the TARDIS.
As she left she heard the Ponds talking and Amy getting a bit upset, but River left before she heard anymore.
River opened the TARDIS doors and she was frightened at what she heard. Not only was the TARDIS clearly in pain, but the cloister bell was sounding. River ran to the console, pulled up the scanner and looked at the results.
"Oh, no..."
I'm so sorry. I couldn't help it... I love cliffhangers... ...don't hate me...
