It seems Maura might be a bit more special than I previously thought, but that could wait until later. For now, I'll just keep notes and wait until a time comes to confront her about or it becomes relevant. Until then, I need to focus on this mystery.

Deciding to question Novice Hame a bit, I go and grab some water for her and Maura. Maura took it without question, Hame did not.

"That's very kind. There's no need."

"You're the one working." I pushed it towards her again and this time she took it.

"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."

Knowing him, they were probably Beyoncé, Brittney Spears, and wouldn't it be great if he did Wrecking Ball and they thought it was an ancient and wonderful song? Note to self, ask him at some point.

Knowing him? Noting that, I turned my mind back to Hame. "Are we the only visitors?" I gestured to Maura and myself.

Hame shook her head. "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. There's all sorts of superstitions around him. One story says that just before his death, the Face of Boe will impart his greatest secret, that he will speak those words only to one like himself."

Yana.

I glanced towards Maura. "What does that mean?"

Hame looked a bit surprised. "It's just a story."

"Tell me the rest."

"It's said he'll talk to a wanderer. To the man without a home. The lonely God."

He does have a home, he just doesn't realize it. It's like Sam and Dean Winchester. The Impala is their home which is why Dean always includes the Legos and the scratches and the army men when he has to rebuild it because it's reminders of how they spent their childhood there and later their adult life. The TARDIS is the same. And he's not alone, not truly. He just has to open his eyes and see that.

What?! WHAT?! How…..She….Leave it Doctor, move on for the moment.

Since Rose still hadn't shown up, I decided to just call her. Ungh, domestic. "Rose, where are you?"

"Er, wotcha."

"Where've you been? How long does it take to get to Ward 26?"

"I'm on my way governor. I shall proceed up the apples and pears." Something's up.

"You'll never guess." I say with fake enthusiasm. "I'm with the Face of Boe. Remember him?"

"Of course I do. That big old Boat race." Something is definitely up.

I noticed the Duke at this point. "I'd better go. See you in a minute." I hung up and walked towards him.

"Didn't think I was going to make it. It's that man again! He's my good luck charm. Come in. Don't be shy." He said. He was completely cured. They had said, but I didn't think it would actually…..

"Any friendship expressed by the Duke of Manhattan does not constitute a form of legal contract." His assistant said. Well, I guess I'm now friends with the Duke of Manhatten.

"Winch me up. Up! Look at me. No sign of infection." Yes, I can see that.

"Champagne, sir?" A waiter asked.

I turned him down. "No, thanks. You had Petrifold Regression, right?"

"That being the operative word. Past tense. Completely cured."

"But that's impossible." I told him.

"Primitive species would accuse us of magic, but it's merely the tender application of science." A nearby nurse stated.

"How on Earth did you cure him?" It isn't possible! It shouldn't be possible!

"How on New Earth, you might say." The nurse retorted.

I saw the intravenous solution. "What's in that solution?"

"A simple remedy."

"Then tell me what it is." I demanded.

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

"I'm the Doctor." And I will find what you are hiding since you seem to be in charge.

"I think you'll find that we're the doctors here."

Another nurse showed up. "Matron Casp, you're needed in Intensive Care."

"If you would excuse me." She walked off. I need to figure this out and I need to figure it out now. Once I find Rose and figure out what's wrong with her – though it's probably a human thing - and keep tabs on Maura.

I started walking around the other cubicles. I could feel Maura starting to doze off a bit. Unfortunately, I felt I couldn't afford her much privacy anymore until I figure out what her thoughts mean and insure she is alright. Young Time Lords can be prone to insanity and I really hope that it isn't a warning sign.

Finally, Rose showed up. "There you are. Come and look at this patient." I dragged her over. "Marconi's Disease. Should take years to recover. Two days. 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 dragged her to the next cubical. "Pallidome Pancrosis. Kills you in ten minutes, and he's fine. 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 is it such a secret?"

"I can't Adam and Eve it."

"What's, what's, what's with the voice?" My mind had turned to mainly the problem here at the hospital.

"Oh, I don't know. Just larking about. New Earth, new me." Maybe it is a human thing and I'm worrying for nothing.

"Well, I can talk. New New Doctor."

"Mmm, aren't you just-" She grabbed my tie and kissed me. My mind shut down a bit. Yeah, human thing.

"Terminal's this way." She said a bit breathless and stumbled off.

"Yep. Still got it."

Guess who now only has build season and scholarship essays left! Yeah, so I'll be updating a bit more often again, though school is starting back mon...ungh.

Oh, and I don't own Doctor Who.