Mistressnmoon: So... I apologize, this is several days later then I was suppose to be posting it. I had half of it done, and then just didn't get to it til now. Sad part about having a life. Or well, being a student in college.
Anyways, I apologize about that. On the plus side, the new Doctor Who season has been going on. What's everybody think of it? Personally I haven't been loving it as much as past seasons, but that could change laster on. You never know. (I do slightly adore the Asylum of the Dalek's episode though...)
I'm also excited because I recently got my roommate (and close friend) to start watching Doctor Who. Other then that I can't think of anything exciting in my life that I can think that any of you would want to hear about... So, I'll just leave you to the story.


aandm20: Ah, I'm sorry I really didn't mean to confuse you! Was it anything in particular? Or just plot wise stuff? (I'll try to give you an answer if it was anything specific, slash that I didn't just mess up on!) Though I'm glad that you loved it even though it confused you!

Shara Raizel: I'm glad to hear that you liked it! I hope you like this one as well!


Chapter Nine

I stared at the person; rather face, in front of me with a large grin. And I'm sure if he could, then he would be grinning back at me.

"You know, I still have a hard time believing it's you."

"I know." I continued to grin at him, the Face of Boe, as I thought back to when Jack had told me about him being a poster boy: The Face of Boe. It surprises me that he never made that connection himself, but I guess he was pretty inattentive to things that didn't directly involve him back when he was Jack.

"And I certainly didn't expect to run into you here, not like this at least. I mean, sure I'm not dying, but still. Something is wrong with me, that look the nurse gave me? Almost like she thought I shouldn't exist. Wouldn't tell me why though, just that I was perfectly healthy for my race." I heard the laughter, and although I was still a bit annoyed with the nurse, I continued to smile at Boe.

"That's something that you will discover on your own time." I shook my head at the giant head, another chuckle escaping my lips.

"I know, I know, spoilers. I'm use to it by now, unfortunately." Once again, The Face of Boe laughed at me. And nearly twenty minutes later, I stood with stiff muscles, and told him,

"I'm going to let you rest for a bit, old friend, while I go stretch my limbs a bit." He responded with a short chuckle, knowing that I was the one who was more tired even though he was the one who was supposedly dying. I gave a backwards wave as I walked away, a smile on my face. I made some polite conversation with the different patients that I passed, well the ones that were capable of talking back to me that is, before making my way towards the elevator wishing that they had a little shop in the lobby. Little shops are quite nice, and it would give me an actual destination as opposed to walking aimlessly around the hospital. I gave a small smile as someone exited the elevator, not really paying the person any attention as I was in my own thoughts.

"Robin?" My lips curved into a frown upon hearing a male's voice calling my name, sounding rather confused. I glanced up, only to see a familiar brunette man.

"Ah, Doctor? What are you doing here?" The Doctor grabbed my elbow, and pulled me out of the elevator with a frown on his face.

"Robin, haven't I told you countless times not to wander off? Where exactly have you been?" I bit my lip gently, wondering when this was for him. Did he know I had run away, or was this much later for him?
"Traveling." I paused for a moment, before glancing over the man. He was now wearing a pair of converse on his feet, a pin-stripe suit, and a long brown trench coat. "When… When is this for you? Because the last time I saw you was a you that was ahead of me. So when did you last see me, Christmas with the Sycorax, yeah?" The man in front of me gave a sharp nod.

"Had Rose and I worried, thought you were in the TARDIS, but you weren't." I narrowed my eyes at the man, thinking that if he's such a smart man that he should be able to figure out why I left. Mr. Bowtie sure seemed to get it. Then again, that had to be quite a while away for the man in front of me.

"I just needed to travel, get a fresh breath of air. Now come on, what are you doing here? We can discuss this at another time." Another time meaning never. It's not something I was proud of doing, running away from Rose and the Doctor because I felt so useless. So until I was forced to deal with it, I wasn't going to deal with it. I still have my time watch; I can get out of here anytime I need to.
"Fine. But. This isn't over Robin." It wasn't until he turned around that I let myself gulp. There was a reason this man was known as the Oncoming Storm. And I hope that he wouldn't stay annoyed with me for too long.

"Can I help you?"

"Ah, yes. I'm looking for someone in ward 26." I glanced up at the Doctor sharply; ward 26 was where the Face of Boe was. But he couldn't be here to see him, could he?
"Is there a certain person you're here to visit?"
"That's the thing. I don't know who it is that I'll be visiting." I let out an annoyed sigh. Seriously, visiting someone without knowing who they are? That's something only the Doctor would do. Well. And myself I guess. When I actually started listening to the conversation, I realized that I had really only missed the Doctor introducing himself to Sister Jatt. Unlike myself, who had already been in the ward a little bit ago, the Doctor looked around the ward as we followed Sister Jatt around.

"Nice place. No shop, downstairs. I'd have a shop. Not a big one – just a shop. So people can shop." Although I shared the Doctor's thoughts, and had thought something similar earlier, I still rolled my eyes at the man. Why would you ever have a shop in which you can shop in?

"Doctor, why would you have a shop people can't shop in?" The Doctor turned to give me a funny look, before stating,

"Well I don't know. But I would have a shop that people could shop in." Once more I rolled my eyes at the man, something that I seemed to do a lot around him. I finally looked at Sister Jatt, only to see that she was surprised, and a bit irritated.

"The hospital is a place of healing."

"A shop does some people the world of good. Not me. Other people…" I glanced at the Doctor with a smirk resting on my face as I wondered to myself if he actually liked to shop. I could totally see it, what with him wearing suits now. Speaking of seeing, I noticed the Doctor saw the red man, the man with Marconi's Disease.

"The Sisters of Plentitude take a lifelong vow to help. And to mend." So that means having no shop? Well that seems silly. Once again we paused when we saw the Duke of Manhattan, who just so happened to have Petrifold Regression and looked like he was nearly turned to stone. He seems to be quite far along in his Regression, unfortunately. Standing near the Duke's bed was a very prim and proper looking woman.

"Excuse me!" I bit back a chuckle when the woman headed straight for the Doctor, hardly even noticing myself standing off to the side. "Members of the public may only gaze upon the Duke of Manhattan with written permission from the Senate of New New York." I grinned behind my hand when the Doctor completely ignored the woman, and instead asked,

"That's Petrifold Regression, right?" I immediately sobered up, removing my hand from my mouth, before solemnly nodding.

"I'm dying, sir, madam. A lifetime of charity and abstinence. And it ends like this." I gave a small, sad, smile at the man. There wasn't a cure for that in this time, sure, maybe there was in the future. But that doesn't mean anything, because this man doesn't live in the future, and he is going to die.

"Any statements made by the Duke of Manhattan may not be made public without official clearance." I rolled my eyes at the woman, thinking to myself that she really didn't need to worry about it. It's not like either of us stay in one time long enough to do anything with the mans words.

"Frau Clovis!" I gave the man worried eyes as he let out a gasp of pain, calling the woman to his side. "I'm so weak!" Frau Clovis turned towards Sister Jatt, outraged that we were still here.

"Sister Jatt! A little privacy, please!" If it weren't for the fact the man was dying, then I would have sent some sarcastic reply to the woman. But. The man was in fact dying, so I instead followed Sister Jatt as she led the two of us away from the Duke.

"He'll be up and about in no time." I looked up at Sister Jatt sharply. What the hell was she on about? There wouldn't be a cure for quite some time, certainly not during the Duke's lifetime. Regardless of if he had the disease or not.

"What are you on about Sister? There's no cure for Petrifold Regression. And there won't be for quite some time, certainly not before it claims the Duke's life." The Doctor gave me a look, one of those looks that claimed he was surprised by my knowledge for some reason.

"She's right. He's turning to stone. There's won't be a cure for… oh… a thousand years? He might be up and about, but only as a statue…" I barely held back the laughter that was clawing its way up my throat. He was… he was so sassy. And I love it.

"Have faith in the sisterhood. But is there no one here you recognize?" There's a difference between having faith, and being realistic. Why give these people false hope? That would be even worse for everyone. "It's rather unusual to visit without knowing the patient."

"No. I think I've found him." I followed the Doctor's gaze, and nearly groaned. Seriously, he was here to visit the Face of Boe? Naturally. I wonder if he knows who this is though?

"Novice Hame, if I can leave these two in your care?" I gave Novice Hame a small smile, and a nod of my head. She seemed to be a nice enough cat. She was taking care of my good friend after all.

"Oh, I think our friend got lost. Uh, Rose Tyler. Could you ask at reception?" My smile grew a bit, as I wondered how Rose was doing. And how long had I been away from them? It was quite some time for me, but I wasn't really sure how long it was for them.

"Certainly, sir."

"I'm afraid the Face of Boe's asleep. That's all he tends to do these days, when Miss Robin isn't around that is. Are you a friend, or…..?"

"We just met once on Platform One. What's wrong with him?" Well at least that answered my question, the Doctor has absolutely no clue who he is. And somehow, I take great happiness in the fact that I, for once, know something that the Doctor doesn't. Not that I was going to tell him, that was something he'd have to find out on his own.

"I'm so sorry. I thought you knew, after all you're friends with Miss Robin. The Face of Boe is dying."
"Of what?" I wonder exactly how he will die, seeing as he couldn't die the last time I saw him.

"Old age. The one thing we can't cure. He's thousands of years old. Some people say million. Although, that's impossible." There's no such thing as the impossible, the highly unlikely? Yes, but impossible? No. Besides, he's pretty damn old. Poor Boe.

"Oh, no… I like the impossible." I watched the Doctor kneel before the Face of Boe, having to decided to stay out of the way since I had already talked to the Face of Boe. And clearly Boe had something to tell the Doctor, why else would he have called him here? "I'm here. I look a bit different, but it's me… it's the Doctor…" The Face of Boe let out a sigh, but didn't respond otherwise. I suppose I had worn him out much more then I originally thought. I frowned softly at the thought that he actually was dying. I mean, sure, people die every day all over time and space, but when it's your close friend who can't even die? That when I start to worry. I was so caught up in my thoughts, and worry, that I didn't notice that the Doctor had even left until he had come back with a glass of water for Novice Hame.

"That's very kind. But there's no need." The Doctor walked over towards me, where the window was.

"You're the one working."

"There's not much to do. Just maintain his smoke. And I suppose I'm company. I can hear him singing, sometimes. In my mind… such ancient songs…"

"Are we the only visitors?"

"The rest of Boe-kind became extinct. Long ago. He's the only one left. Legend says that the Face of Boe has watched the universe grow old." I gave him a soft smile, thinking of how much he had seen. Sure, he saw quite a bit of the universe before we met the Doctor, but think of how much he's seen since then? Quite a lot I would imagine. "There's all sorts of superstitions around him. One story says that just before his death, the Face of Boe will impart his great secret. That he will speak those words only to one like himself." I subtly glanced towards the Doctor, who seemed to have quite a bit in common with the Face of Boe, and he did. More then he knew.

"What does that mean?"

"It's just a story." I shook my head, and pushed away from the wall to be closer to Novice Hame.

"There's a bit of truth to every story Novice. Could you please tell us the rest of the story?" There was a short pause, in which I was worried that Novice Hame wasn't going to finish telling us the legend.

"It's said he'll talk to a pair of wanderers. To the man without a home, and the impossible woman. The lonely God." I gave a sharp look in the Doctor's direction, knowing that he was the lonely God. That he was going to hear the last words spoken by the Face of Boe. Along with some woman, probably Rose if the Face of Boe was going to die anytime soon that is. Thinking of it, where is Rose? Wasn't she suppose to be right behind the Doctor?
"Thank you for telling us the rest Novice Hame."

"Certainly." I nodded my head, before turning towards the Doctor, who seemed to be coming out of his shock.

"Oi, Mr. Converse, you do have a phone right? Cause you should call Rose and see where the hell she's wandered off to." The Doctor gave me a look, a look that was caught between surprise and irritation.

"Mr. Converse?" I gave him a smile, leading him away from the Face of Boe, as I resisted the urge to giggle at the man.

"You wear converse, don't you?"

"So?"
"You wear converse, hence the name. No worries, that'll change in the future. Now. Didn't you need to call Rose?" I made sure to let him ponder my words, I wasn't going to tell him he wears bowties in the future. Or that I had met a future regeneration. That probably wouldn't go over well. Speaking of going over well, the Doctor doesn't seem to be very pleased with me at the moment. But he did listen to me, and grudgingly went over to the phone to call Rose. Apparently he doesn't have a phone after all.

"Rose, where are you?" I watched as the Doctor talked with Rose, unable to hear Rose's responses to the Doctor's questions. "Where've you been? How long does it take to get to Ward 26?" I noticed, just barely, that something Rose said was bothering the Doctor. I'm not sure what it was, seeing as I couldn't hear what she was saying.
"You'll never guess. I'm with Robin, and the Face of Boe! Remember him?" I glanced over at the Duke, because, well, something was happening. The Doctor also noticed, and told Rose,

"I'd better go. See you in a minute." The Doctor placed the phone back on the receiver, and followed me over to the laughing Duke. Correction: the laughing Duke who was drinking champagne with Frau Clovis.

"Didn't think I was going to make it!" I leaned closer to the Doctor and whispered,

"And he shouldn't have." The Doctor gave me a serious look, and I knew that this was probably worse then I had originally thought. But before he could give me a verbal response, the Duke shouted out,

"It's that man and woman again!" I gave a small shrug, noticing out of the corner of my eye that the Doctor's serious look had disappeared. "They're my good luck charms! Come in! Don't be shy!"

"Any friendship expressed by the Duke of Manhattan does not constitute a form of legal contract." I raised an eyebrow at the woman, but nodded my head regardless of my thoughts of her.

"Winch me up." The Duke gave the two of us a thumbs up before Frau Clovis pushed a button that tilted the bed forward. "Ah! Look at me! No sign of infection!" Which is wrong. Terribly wrong. There shouldn't be a cure for, as the Doctor stated, a thousand years.

"Champagne, sir? Madam?" I eyed the champagne for a moment, wondering if it was free, and if it was any good, before I decided that I probably would have to have my wits about me. It was a requirement if you were with the Doctor, after all.

"No thank you, sir."

"No, thanks. Uh… you had Petrifold Regression, right?" Although I doubt it, maybe we had just heard wrong, and we were over thinking this. Highly unlikely though.

"That being the operative word! Past tense! Completely cure." I narrowed my eyes, thinking that something seemed weird, and not just because I hadn't liked the nurse that wouldn't tell me anything.

"But that's impossible." I nodded my head in agreement; this wasn't something that could be cured. Not like this at least.

"Primitive species would accuse us of magic, but it's merely the tender application of science." I narrowed my eyes on the Matron, because clearly there was something going on, and she was at the top of it. Because it shouldn't have been possible to cure the Duke.

"How on Earth did you cure him?"

"How on New Earth, you might say." I nearly hissed at the woman, now wasn't the time for terrible jokes. And she totally avoided the Doctor's question, which wouldn't bother me if I hadn't wanted to know the answer as well. I turned towards the strange solution in the drip, and asked the Matron,

"Matron, what exactly is in that solution?"

"A simple remedy." I rolled my eyes, and huffed a bit. She really didn't want to answer us, which just made her more suspicious in my books.

"Then tell us what it is." I once more nodded in agreement, more than a little irritated with the Matron.

"I'm sorry. Patient confidentiality. I don't believe we've met. My name is Matron Casp." Right. What utter bullshit.

"Robin." I knew my voice was sharp, but what do you expect when you piss me off?

"I'm the Doctor."

"I think you'll find that we're the Doctors here." Because other Doctor's can't visit this hospital? What a bitch.

"Matron Casp… you're needed in intensive care."

"If you two would excuse me." We both nodded, mine more sharp then the Doctors, before we watched the Matron leave with Sister Jatt. I narrowed my eyes at them, until they were out of sight. I then turned towards the Doctor with a frown on my face.

"I don't like this. Or them for that matter." The Doctor nodded, while giving me another funny look, one that I didn't care to interpret. "And I want to know what's in those drips."

"Me too." I gave an irritated sigh when the Doctor left it there and pulled out his glasses. A few minutes later, when the two of us were observing one of the drips, Rose finally showed up. She smiled when she saw the Doctor, but barely even acknowledged me. Regardless I gave the girl a smile, and said,

"There you are Rose! Been waiting for you to get here." I got a strange response. And I mean really strange. Normally Rose doesn't particularly like me, but she at least acknowledges that I've said something. This time she gave me a funny look, like she was trying to place who I was, before nodding slowly with her eyes narrowed. It was almost like she didn't even know who I was. How strange?

"Come and look at this patient Rose!" I glanced at the Doctor, glad to notice that he had noticed Rose's strange reaction. Though he made sure not to let on about it, because something seemed to be going on.

"Marconi's Disease."

"It normally takes many years to recover. It took two days!" I chimed in, somehow keeping up with what the Doctor was saying.

"I've never seen anything like it… they've invented a cell washing cascade… it's amazing. Their medical science is way advanced. And this one!" I followed the Doctor, who was pulling Rose along, to the next patient. A man who was completely white, and had Pallidome Pancrosis. I gave a smile and said,

"He has Pallidome Pancrosis Rose."

"It kills you in ten minutes, and he's fine!" The Doctor and I both gave the man a cheerful wave, before the Doctor started talking again, "I need to find a terminal. I've got to see how they do this. Because if they've got the best medicine in the world… then why's it such a secret?" I nodded in agreement, thinking yet again how suspicious this all was.

"I can't Adam and Eve it." I turned towards Rose with a confused look, and so did the Doctor. What happened to Rose while I was gone? Or was this something entirely new? Probably since the Doctor seemed as confused as I was.

"What's… what's with the voice?"

"Oh, I don't know… just larking about New Earth… New me…" I nearly choked on my saliva as I realized Rose was checking the Doctor out. And her top buttons on her shirt were undone.

"Well, I can talk. New New Doctor."
"Mmm… aren't you just…" I nearly fell to the ground when she suddenly pulled his face towards hers and planted a kiss on his lips. I stared, wide-eyed, as I yet again wondered how long I had been away from them. And if something had happened to Rose, because she wasn't the type to just kiss guys in front of people. Maybe she was attempting to make me leave or something? I wasn't sure what to make of it, even after she stopped kissing him and said,

"T… terminal's this way." I stared, still in shock, until the Doctor turned towards me blushing quite a bit. I quickly shook myself out of my shock, and gave the Doctor a smug smirk. I had been in enough awkward situations like this since I had been friends with Jack for so long. I continued to smirk at the Doctor, even as I walked up to him and patted his head.

"Still got it, huh Mr. Converse?" I swear I heard him muttering to himself after I left, until he joined Rose and myself at the terminal. We all pretended that nothing had happened.

"Nope… nothing odd… surgery… post-op… nano-dentistry… no sign of a shop… they should have a shop."
"A little obsessed with shopping Mr. Converse?" I sent another smirk towards the Doctor when he let out a soft scoffing noise.

"It's missing something else. When I was downstairs, those Nurse/Cats/ Nuns were talking about Intensive Care. Where is it…?" I started a little, trying not to show that I was surprised Rose picked up on it. It's not like it was hard to miss, not exactly, it's more like Rose normally agrees with the Doctor, and waits to hear his opinion.

"You're right, well done."

"Why would they hide a whole department?" I watched the Doctor pull out his sonic screwdriver, hiding my curiosity in what Rose was saying. She seemed a little too interested in this. Or rather she seemed a little too different then the last time I saw her. "It's gotta be there somewhere. Search the sub-frame." Certainly different. And not in a way that she could have changed, even if I was gone a year.

"What if the sub-frame's locked?"

"Try the installation protocol…"

"Yeah, course. Sorry. Hold on." I frowned; wondering if maybe the hospital had done something to Rose. Because, after all, she was missing for quite some time. Watched Rose closely as I heard the Doctor's sonic screwdriver turn off, and the entire wall moved downwards to open a secret chamber. Rose didn't hesitate before she started walking down with a purpose. I exchanged a quick concerned look with the Doctor, before I followed him and Rose down the chamber.

"Intensive Care. Certainly looks intensive." I nodded as I glanced around at my surroundings. We had ended up in a giant cavernous chamber, one that had rows upon rows of green doors. I certainly wasn't liking where this is going, there were many things that were wrong in this situation, and Rose was one of them. I continued to watch Rose from the corner of my eye, even as I watched the Doctor walk up to one of the green chambers and open it. Before I could stop myself, a gasp escaped my lips and my hand flew up to my mouth. This poor, poor, soul. He looked to be covered in boils, among other things, and was in terrible conditions. What the hell were the Cat-nuns doing here? Why the hell did he have so many diseases?

"That's disgusting. What's wrong with him?"

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I continued to give the man a sad look, while fighting the urge to give Rose a sharp reply. I watched the Doctor close the door, and open another door. It was the same thing, another terribly diseased woman. In fact it looked like they had all the same diseases.

"What disease is that?"

"All of them. Every single disease in the galaxy, they've been infected with everything." My eyes shot up to the Doctor, wondering how the hell that was possible. And wondering why the hell the Cat-nuns were doing this.

"What about us? Are we safe?" While it was a valid question, I'm pretty certain that it isn't the first question Rose would have asked. Though I suppose she and I weren't exactly close.

"We're fine, the air's sterile Rose. Just. Don't. Touch. Them." I made sure to emphasize each of my words, trying to make sure that she got the point. If she touches them she's dead. And with her acting wonky, I don't want to risk her not understanding. I quickly followed the man in the suit over to the railing, angrily staring out at all of the green pods. How many were there? Millions? And how long had the Cat-nuns been doing this? Too long. This needs to stop. Now.

"How many patients are there?" I continued to glare at the pods as I snapped out,

"They aren't patients Rose."

"But they're sick." Based on the Doctor's tone, he was also angery. He was probably even more angry then myself, and I was pretty pissed.

"They were born sick. They're meant to be sick. They exist to be sick. Lab rats. No wonder the Sisters have got a cure for everything. They've built the ultimate research laboratory. A Human farm."

"Why don't they just die?" And be replaced by another person? It's not something that was going to end on it's own.

"Plague carriers. The last to go."

"It's for the greater cause." I whirled around with a glare on my face. Did Novice Hame really think this was for the greater cause? How many people had to die? Millions? Billions?

"Novice Hame. When you took your vows, did you agree to this?"

"The Sisterhood has sworn to help." That was enough of an answer for my blood to rush, and my anger to rise. And it seems that it caused a similar response in the Doctor, because he angrily shouted at Novice Hame,

"What, by killing?"

"But they're not real people. They're specially grown. They have no proper existence." I let out a soft growl, and moved closer to her along side the Doctor.

"And that makes it okay? How many do you kill a day? Hm?" My glare didn't falter in the least, as the Doctor spoke up after me.

"Thousand a day? Thousand the next? How many Thousand? For how many years? How many?"

"Mankind needed us. They came to this planet with so many illnesses. We couldn't cope. We did try. We tried everything. We tried using clone-meat and bio-cattle… but the results were too slow. So the sisterhood grew its own flesh. That's all they are. Flesh." I let out another growl, growing even more upset by the minute. You would think she'd know when to shut up.

"You're wrong."
"These people are alive."

"But think of those Humans out there… healthy… and happy, because of us." Not good enough. There's no reason good enough to be killing thousands of people a day. Never.

"If they live because of this, then life is worthless."

"But who are you to decide that?"

"I'm the Doctor. And if you don't like it... if you want to take it to a higher authority, then there isn't one. It stops with me." I watched, wearily, as Rose leaned over the Doctor's shoulder and asked Novice Hame,

"Just to confirm… none of the Humans in the city actually know about this?" I continued to stare wearily at Rose, officially knowing that something was wrong. That was so out of character, that there just had to be something wrong with her. Because that hold no relevance to this, none at all.

"We thought it best not-"
"Hold on. I can understand the bodies. I can understand your vows. But one thing I can't understand—what have you done to Rose?"

"I don't know what you mean." I glanced at Novice Hame, a little bit of disbelief showing on my face. Surely they were behind Rose's odd behavior?
"And I'm being very, very calm. You wanna beware of that - very, very calm. And the only reason I'm being so very, very calm is that the brain is a delicate thing. Whatever you've done to Rose's head, I want it reversed."

"We haven't done anything."
"I'm perfectly fine." I turned my eyes back to Rose, my eyes that were once again worried.

"No you aren't Rose. You don't even know who I am." The Doctor gave a small nod, his eyes staying on Novice Hame the whole time.

"And Rose would care about these people dying."

"Oh all right, clever clogs." Great. Even when it isn't really Rose, the one I knew at least, I was ignored. Totally cool. I frowned as she pulled the Doctor to face her, before she pulled his tie out in a very flirtatious way.

"Smarty pants. Lady-killer."

"What's happened to you?" I bit my lip, wondering if this was something I should even bother trying to interfere in or not. Probably not.

"I knew something was going on in this hospital, but I needed this body and your mind to find it out."
"Who are you?" Rose, or rather who ever was in her body, leaned forward and whispered something in his ear; making the Doctor lean back in shock. "Cassandra?" I wrinkled my nose in dislike. Sure I had never met the… woman? But I had heard only terrible things about 'the last human'.

"Wake up and smell the perfume." Before I could even react she pulled out a tube of perfume from her bra, and sprayed it on his face. He then keeled over, clearly unconscious from whatever she had sprayed him with.

"What the hell was that?!" I stormed over to the woman, irritation clearly showing on my face. "Do you know how stupid that was?" Without realizing I had stepped a bit too close to the woman, and suddenly everything turned black.

The next thing I felt was hair hitting my forehead. My eyes twitched for a moment, before my eyes flew open. And there in front of my eyes was the Doctor, uncomfortably close to myself. My face flushed, and when I tried to back up in embarrassment my back hit something hard.

"Ow." I tried to glance back, wanting to see what I had hit, only to realize that the Doctor and myself were placed in one of the green chambers. Both of us standing, and we barely fit in the chamber. Well this is a bit awkward. And uncomfortable. If it was possible, my cheeks flushed even more when the Doctor's eyes flew open. I watched him, to the best of my ability, blink several times and give me a confused look.

"Robin?" I met his glances, still extremely embarrassed, before I questioned back,

"Yes?"

"What….?"
"Oh, yes, well. I believe that Cassandra tossed us in one of the chambers." I watched the Doctor's confused look morph into one of alarm. I blinked, wondering what I was missing as I listened to the Doctor's panicked voice.

"Let us out! Let us out!"

"Aren't you two lucky there was a spare?" Once again I tried to turn, so I could look at Rose's body, only to have my hip press against the Doctor's hip. Once again I realized how incredibly awkward this is. And I can't reach my time watch, or else I could get out of here.

"You've stolen Rose's body."

"Over the years, I've thought of a thousand ways to kill you, Doctor. And now, that's exactly what I've got. On thousand diseases. They pump the patients with a top-up every ten minutes. You've got about… three minutes left. Might want to say your goodbyes. Enjoy." I nearly flinched, before silently wondering to myself if this could even kill the Doctor. After all, couldn't he simply regenerate?

"Just let Rose go, Cassandra."

"I will! As soon as I've found someone younger and… less common… then I'll junk her with the waste. Now hushaby! It's showtime." I leaned forward, pushing away how uncomfortably close this made my body to the Doctor's, to whisper in his ear,

"I take it the Matron's here? How exactly are we going to get out of here in three minutes?"

"I don't know. But I promise you that we'll get out of here Robin." My face quickly became flushed when I felt the Doctor's breath hitting my ears. Sure, I was friends with Jack, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to get flustered around attractive men, or Time Lords, every now and then.

"I have no doubt we'll esacpe, but a plan would be lovely."

"Shh!" I flinched, before leaning back from the Doctor, and finally listenening to the conversation outside the pod.

"The Humans across the water pay you a fortune. And that's exactly what I need. A one-off payment. That's all I want… oh, and perhaps a yacht. In return for which, I shall tell the City nothing of your institutional murder. Is that a deal?" Oh, so as usual it comes down to money, wonderful. Why does everyone always want money?

"I'm afraid not."

"I'd really advise you to think about this." I rolled my eye, thinking that Cassandra really needed to work on her blackmailing skills. The Nuns seemed to agree, because they told her,

"There's no need. I have to decline."

"I'll tell them! And you've got no way ot stopping me! You're not exactly Nuns with Guns- you're not even armed."

"Who needs arms when we have claws?" Oh shit! Cassandra had better not harm Rose!

"Well, nice try. Chip? Plan B?" Chip, whoever that was, must have used the lever to open the pods, because the next thing I know I'm on the floor very confused. I glanced up at the Doctor as he stepped out, before scrambling to my feet. I glanced around, noticing that all of the infected 'patients' were also leaving their pods.

"What've you done?!"
"You fucking idiot!" I glared at Cassadra, as she seemed to ignore me in favor of answering the Doctor,

"Gave the system a shot of adrenaline, just to wake 'em up. See ya!" I watched her run off, a slight glare on my face as she did so.

"Don't touch them!" I glanced back at the nurses for a brief moment after the Doctor yelled at Cassandra, hesitating before yelling at them,

"Make sure you don't touch them!" The Doctor and myself hesitated for a moment, both of us wanting to help the nurses, but also knowing that we needed to follow Rose's body. We made eye contact, and somehow I knew that we both agreed that Rose is a priority.

"Whatever you do, don't touch!" And with that we were racing after Cassandra and 'Chip'. It didn't take us very long before we caught up with the two other, mainly because they were standing there watching all of the zombie like people break out of their cells.

"Oh, my God…"

"What the hell have you done?" I averted my eyes from the zombie humans to glare at Cassandra. How stupid was she to let out all of these people? Sure, I felt beyond horrible for them, but there wasn't anything we can to do help them.

"It wasn't me!"
"Then who pushed the button, huh?" There was a moment, in which Cassandra seemed to be trying to think of a response, but the Doctor broke that moment when he yelled at Cassandra,

"One touch and you get every disease in the world, and I want that body safe, Cassandra! We've gotta go down!" Why does this situation seem so similar? Oh right, because this is the second time infected humans were trying to kill me while I was with the Doctor.

"But there's thousands of them!" I turned on her, not caring at how scared she was, this was all her fault. Not to mention that she's slowly killing Rose.

"And whose fault is that?" Cassandra flinched at my words, clearly knowing just how irritated both the Doctor and myself were feeling right now.

"Run! Down! Down! Go down!" We all scrambled to rush down the stairs, while we listened to the PA system screech out,

"This building is under quarantine. Repeat - this building is under quarantine. No one may leave the premises. Repeat... no on may leave the premises." I glanced back, not that I really needed to, to check to see if I was correct in my assumption that the zombie humans were following us. Safe to say that they were following our slightly large group, trying to touch us.

"Keep going! Go down!" I tossed the Doctor an annoyed glare, and shouted out,

"You think we don't know that?!" The Doctor threw me his own annoyed look over his shoulder as we hastily climbed down the stairs.

"Just keep going!" I rolled my eyes, but in no means slowed down. A matter of moments later we finally reached the bottom, and rushed through a door that lead into what looked to be the cellar. I took a moment to lean against the wall, next to the lift that Cassandra was attempting to open, catching my breath. Sure, I was still in shape, but I didn't do nearly as much running when I was on my own. After a moment, in which I was able to more or less catch my breath, the Doctor stopped Cassandra from trying to open the door.

"No, the lifts have closed down. That's the quarantine, nothing's moving."

"This way!" I huffed a bit, the Doctor on her heels as she left the room, and myself on the Doctor's heels. I sure didn't miss the running. I stumbled a bit when the Doctor suddenly stopped, which made me realize that we were missing Chip.. Had he been left behind in the room with the zombie humans? I frowned, and also turned around to help the man.

"Someone will touch him!"
"Leave him! He's just a clone thing, he's only got a half life—come on!" I gave Cassandra a look of disgust, is that really how the woman thinks?

"Mistress!" I glanced back, only to see Cassandra running away, clearly not caring about Chip at all.

"I'm sorry, I can't let her escape!" I watched in a bit of annoyance as the Doctor chased after Cassandra, leaving myself and Chip behind. I let out a sigh, glancing between where the Doctor and Cassandra had run off in, and where Chip was still standing.

"I'm so sorry dear, but I can't do anything to help you, just try your best to not let them touch you! I'm so, so, sorry!" After giving the man a sad look, I chased after the Doctor and Cassandra, knowing that I would get myself killed if I tried to get Chip out of there, and I couldn't die yet, I still have things that I need to do. When I reached the end of the hall, the zombie humans slowly chasing me, I saw that the door that the other two had to go threw was close. I growled a bit to myself, thinking about how little things seemed to have changed, as I banged on the door.

"If you don't open this door, then I'm killing you myself Doctor!" I banged on the door again, and when it appeared that they weren't going to let me in the room, I pulled one of my sonic hair sticks and opened the door myself. I was quick to slam the door shut behind myself, and place my hair stick back in place; all the while still grumbling in annoyance.

"Give her back to me."

"You asked for it." I blinked, wondering what I had actually missed, when a cloud of light left Rose's body and went into the Doctor's body. I'm assuming that the light was Cassandra.

"Blimey, my head… Where'd she go?" I blinked, before realizing that this was where Cassandra had used the psychograft on Rose, and that was why Rose sounded so confused.

"Oh, my. This is… different." Oh god, that's so funny. It's truly terrible, but I don't think I'll ever see the Doctor like this again. While Rose was confused, wondering what was going on, I let out a soft snort.

"Cassandra?"
"Goodness me, I'm a man. Yum. So many parts! And hardly used…." I watched in amusement as Cassandra wiggled the Doctor's body around. Sure, I was a little worried, but it would take a hell of a lot longer for the compression to kill the Doctor then it would Rose, he is a Time lord after all. "Ah… Ah! Oh, baby, I'm beating out a samba!" I let out another chuckle, know exactly how that felt; because ever since my second heart had started to properly work my body heat had increased ridiculously.

"Get out of him." Poor Rose, she just doesn't sound nearly as threatening as the Doctor does when threatening someone. It seems that Cassandra agreed with my silent thoughts, because she ignored Rose and continued talking,

"Ooh, he's slim. And a little bit foxy. You've thought so too. I've been inside your head…" Was… was Cassandra flirting with Rose? Because it certainly seemed like that. The flirting was cut short when the Zombie people busted through the doors, something that made us all jump. "What do we do? What would he do? The Doctor—what the hell would he do?!" I rolled my eyes at the frantic Cassandra, before pointing at the ladder in a bland manner and stating,

"We go up." Rose turned to me in surprise, probably not noticing me until now, before she nodded in agreement.

"She's right, we've gotta get up." I flinched when Cassandra shoved Rose out of the way, and started climbing up the ladder.

"Out of the way, Blondie!" I glanced behind me at the zombie like people, before rushing up the ladder after Rose. While we were climbing up the ladder, Rose told Cassandra,

"If you get out of the Doctor's body, he can think of something." I rolled my eyes at Rose, thinking to myself that it didn't matter if we had a plan, the only thing we can do now is climb up the ladder faster then the zombie humans. Though it would be nice to have the Doctor back, maybe then we could think of a better plan then running once we get off this ladder.

"Yap, yap, yap… God, it was tedious inside your head. Hormone City."

"We're gonna die if-" I admit it, I cut Rose off when a scream escaped my lips. In my defense the people below us could have killed me in seconds if they had grabbed onto me, so my scream was justified. But it wasn't an infected human, but Matron Casp.

"Get off!" I shook my leg, a bit frantically, knowing that we all needed to keep moving.

"All our good work! All that healing!" I once again shook my leg violently, trying to get us moving again.

"The good name of the Sisterhood—she has destroyed everything!"

"Go and play with a ball of string."

"Everywhere—disease! This is the Human World. Sickness!" It seems that the human zombies had caught up with us, as I watched in horror as one of them latched onto the Matron's ankle. The boils rapidly spread across the Matron's skin, and she let out a loud noise of pain. I flinched as she let go, and fell down the shaft. I noticed the zombie humans watch her fall, before they slowly started moving again.

"Come on, move it you two! Now!" The two jumped at my words, before they started scrambling up the ladder. I was momentarily confused when we stopped climbing, before I realized that the lift doors were sealed closed due to the lockdown.

"Now what do we do?"
"Use the sonic screwdriver." Cassandra reached into the Doctor's coat pocket, and pulled out the sonic screwdriver with his, or would it be her? Regardless, she pulled it out between her thumb and forefinger with a wrinkled nose.

"You mean this thing?"
"Yes, I mean that thing."

"Well, I don't know how—that Doctor's hidden away all his thoughts." Once again I rolled my eyes, thinking to myself that there was clearly a good reason behind him doing so.

"Cassandra, go back into me—the Doctor can open it. Do it!"
"Hold on tight." I sighed, knowing that this was just going to upset the Doctor. But I might as well let them figure it out on their own, it might actually make things go faster.

"Oh… Oh, chavtastic again. Open it!" The Doctor responded in the way that I had expected, he pointed his sonic screwdriver at Cassandra in a threatening way while he told her,

"Not 'til you get out of her."

"We need the Doctor." I glared at the two, ever aware of the closing distance between me and the zombie humans.

"No need to argue you two, we need to get out of here! Listen, just enter my body Cassandra, Rose won't be able to handle the compression nearly as well as I can. And I'd really prefer not to be killed while you two argue!" I noticed the two giving me shocked looks, which I registered to mean that they had nearly forgotten about me again. Do I just have a face people forget about? After a moment Cassandra shrugged, and I the last thing I saw was a golden light coming towards my body.

My body swayed a bit as my vision swam back. The first thing I noticed was that I was still holding onto the stupid ladder, meaning that we still hadn't escaped, and that the zombie human below me wasn't moving.

"Oh, sweet Lord… I look disgusting." I blinked for a moment, before it came to me that Cassandra had entered the human zombie. I glanced back up, and noticed the Doctor opening the lift doors. The Doctor pulled Rose onto the floor, before he pulled me out as well. I frowned upon noticing that Rose was giving me a funny, jealous, look.

"Nice to have you two back." I gave a small smile in the Doctor's direction, my mind still on the strange look Rose was giving me. Clearly I wasn't out for long since I hadn't been killed by the zombie humans, so what the hell happened in those few minutes?

"Oh no you don't!" I went to turn around in confusion, only to have my vision swirl into darkness yet again.

Once again my body swayed when I regained control of my body, but the Doctor caught my body before it hit the ground.

"Whoa! Okay?" I paused for a moment, trying to get my barings back, before glancing back up at the Doctor. Clearly I had been out much longer this time. There weren't any more zombie people around, and the building looked to no longer be on lockdown.

"Yeah, I'm good Doctor. Thank you." He leaned closer and quietly told me,

"Don't forget about that conversation we're having later." I pulled away from the Doctor, moving to stand on my own, while giving him a frown.

"Oh sweet Lord. I'm a walking doodle." My head, along with the Doctor and Rose's heads, snapped towards the voice. So I guess Chip had lived after all? And it sounds like that's where Cassandra ended up.

"You can't stay in there. I'm sorry, Cassandra, but that's not fair. I can take you to the City. They can build you a skin tank and you can stand trial for what you've done." Ah, but hadn't she said something about him being a half-life? And wouldn't that take quite some time?

"Well, that would be rather dramatic. Possibly my finest hour. And certainly my finest hat." I raised an eyebrow, and looked up to the hat that was resting on Chip's head. "But I'm afraid we don't have time. Poor little Chip is only a half-life. And he's been through so much. His heart is racing so. He's failing. I don't think he's going to last—" I rushed forward to catch the man before his body hit the ground. I helped hold his body up.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." We all gave Cassandra, or Chip, a look of concern. Clearly the body was dying, it wasn't 'fine'. "I'm dying. But that's fine."

"I can take you to the city."

"No, you won't. Everything's new on this planet. There's no place for Chip and me anymore. You're right, Doctor. It's time to die." I gave a soft look, sure Cassandra was annoying, but she was accepting that it was her time. And that was very big of her. "And that's good."

"Come on. There's one last thing I can do." My smile grew, and I helped the Doctor get Chip, or rather Cassandra, to the TADRIS. My grin grew even more when I saw the familiar blue box. As we entered the box I muttered,

"Hello dear." Once we placed Cassandra in the seat, because it would only be harmful to have him standing while the TARDIS was bouncing around. The Doctor rushed around the TARDIS, and not long after we stopped. We led Cassandra to the door, and showed her a room where there was a party, a party that she was the life of.

"Thank you."
"Just go. And don't look back."

"Good luck."

"Best wishes dear." I watched with a smile as Chip walked up to Cassandra, and talked with her for several minutes, before his body finally gave out. Cassandra quickly started yelling for a medic, and I gave a sad smile towards the scene. We all quietly made our way back to the TARDIS, the Doctor lingering behind for a few seconds longer then Rose or myself.


Mistressnmoon: Okay, so I had a hard time writing this, after Robin meets up with the Doctor again. So I apologize if anything seems odd, or choppy. Second thing, if I have enough interest in the idea, then I might do a chapter that explains that missing chunk. Third, I hope you liked it, and no worries, there will be a talk between the Doctor and Robin! It's going to happen next chapter at somepoint, I promise! Fourthly, I might be posting another Doctor Who story on here, because I rather enjoyed writing for Eleven, it won't take away from this story but if you like this one then maybe you'll like the other one when I post it! Lastly, I hope you enjoyed reading the new chapter, and don't be afraid to leave me feedback!