AN: Heyyooooo people! Whoa lots of reviews, which were very helpful with ways to improve, so thank you all very very much! Plus Thank you Siodhna for helping me with thiss storyyyy just thought I'd mention. Now… here.. the chapter. I'm really sorry…I've had writers block, so this isn't really the "best" chapter :/ Not a goodway to make you read it, but writers block is a bad bad thing ): anyway…. Yeah…
Merlliieennnaaa :D
Chapter Eleven
Wounds.
The Doctor couldn't even think what he had just done. He waded back in the water , eyes still trained on Amy, his feeling totally crazy. What had he just done? Nine hundred years and he had only kissed a girl intentionally at least once.
He bumped against the ladder of the pool and climbed up it shakily, turning his head away and heading for the door, leaving an astonished Amy in the pool to stare into space.
He ran all the way to his room, slamming the door and falling into a heap on his bed. His ran his hands down his face, stressed and frustrated. Why had Amy puzzled him so much into kissing her? He was sure he liked her…Amy was the most extraordinary girl he had ever met. She infuriated him and yet inspired him all at the same time…
He sat up and tried to stop the feeling in the pit of his stomach.
He tried to shift his thoughts, but the only thing that popped into his mind was Rory, which made it even worse. What would Rory do to him? Kind hearted, lovely Rory wouldn't hurt him would he? He might leave…then Amy might realised she liked Rory better and then…
The Doctor sighed and leant against the wall beside his bed. When had things become so complicated between him and Amy?
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"Are we not going anywhere today then?" asked Rory as the three sat in the control room. Amy sat further away from the Doctor than she meant to and felt uncomfortable about it. She had no idea what they had just done, no idea why, and no idea what she should do about it.
The Doctor shrugged, looking at Rory. "Dunno. Where do you want to go?" he asked.
Rory shrugged too and looked at Amy, "What do you think, Amy?" he asked.
For a moment Amy couldn't speak, her thoughts clogged up with the Doctor, but finally she pieced her words together.
"Uh…how about… a different planet…or something?" she said slowly, not thinking clearly.
The Doctor noticed her stammers and turned away, hiding his red cheeks.
"Okay!" he said, turning childish again to cover everything up, "How about the planet Yaleward, it's full of beautiful little creatures that nibble at your toes, well, sort of, one of them bit me…but it was an adult…so yeah perhaps not the best place to go. But there is always the place where the ground is blue and the sky is brown, brilliant place, serve the best food in the universe, apart from at that other place…where was it now…well anyway-…You could always ask those-…"
As the Doctor went on with his ramble, Amy sighed and looked away, feeling ill and tired all of a sudden.
Rory listening to the Doctor until they had finally decided on the planet where everything was made out of food…
They landed with a bump and Rory and the Doctor turned to go. "Hey Doctor…" said Amy, hanging behind.
The Doctor reluctantly turned to face her, trying not to notice the waves of red hair cascading down her shoulders…
"Yeah?" he said.
"I'll just…if you don't mind, hang back here. I think I've got what Rory had, feeling a bit sick you know?"
The Doctor nodded, "Get some rest, we'll be back soon." He smiled warmly, melting Amy's heart.
They turned to go, leaving Amy alone…once again.
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"I'm just saying, the last time you left her we had to go back." Rory explained walking alongside the Doctor, who shrugged, "She'll be fine this time, trust me."
They stopped all of a sudden to take in their surroundings. The trees were made of a weird looking fluffy sweet type, almost like candyfloss.
The ground was a hard, dark chocolate, perfectly smooth…
"It's like Charlie and the Chocolate factory!" laughed Rory.
"Yeah, who knows, they may have filmed it here!"
The Doctor strolled on, Rory looking puzzled. "They wouldn't have gone to a different planet…for them it's impossible" he said.
The Doctor winked, "Not if I'm there it's not."
Rory rolled his eyes, "You mean to say you helped make Charlie and the Chocolate factory?"
"Yeah, gave old Roal Dahl the idea as well!"
Rory shook his head in disbelieve, "Sometimes, Doctor, I don't know if you're making half these things-.."
"Shh!" interrupted the Doctor, putting his finger up. He had suddenly stopped still. Rory looked around, "What's up?" he whispered.
The Doctor signalled for silence and that's when Rory heard it…
A sort of screech…coming from the distance…
"Is that…an animal?" asked Rory.
The screech came again, clearer.
"No…well yes…but…it's a…we should get back…" the Doctor began edging backwards.
"It's a what?"
"Never mind, Rory, just keep going backwards…perhaps it will…"
The screech came nearer then and Rory's eyes widened. "What is it?" he demanded, not taking a single step back.
There was no need for the Doctor to answer for just then a giant rat like creature burst out of the trees, screeching loudly. Rory gave out a cry and turned to follow the Doctor, running with all his might.
"WHERE'S THE TARDIS?" he shouted over the screeching.
The Doctor panted, "I THINK…OH…WE'VE…" he stopped, nearly tripping over, then began again, "WE'VE TAKEN A WRONG TURN, JUST KEEP RUNNING OR THIS THING WILL EAT YOU!"
They ran faster and faster, running out of breath, losing their way deep into the forest.
Then suddenly the Doctor tripped…and the rat snatched him up with a flick of its wrist.
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The Doctor and me were struggling through that forest again. He was bleeding on his arm, his face, and his leg. I tried to hold his hand but something was forcing my hand away from him.
We carried on struggling through the branches, faces appearing, evil faces, the stone statues that had nearly killed us…
Then there was a light, coming from the Doctor. I turned to look at him to see him dissolving into a shower of light. My eyes widened and I reached out, but I was getting further and further away…further…further…
The Doctor was completely alight, the shape of the crack etched into his skin. I tried to shout but he couldn't hear me. And I couldn't hear myself.
That's when the angel began advancing towards me, the stone hands of it grabbing my wrist, pulling my further away…
The Doctor's face was the last thing to go before I screamed….
Amy awoke at the sound of her own screams, sitting up in bed, hair a tangled ball of knots down her back. She panted, trying to get her breath back, eyes wide with horror. It had been a while since she had had nightmares.
She brought her knees up to her chin and gently rocked backwards, wanting the Doctor. Wanting his comforting arm, his voice, his face. Just him to hold her and tell her everything was fine.
The thought of the Doctor not being there made her well up and the tears came flooding out. Amy sobbed loudly, her cries enough to break anyone's heart.
Even the TARIDIS'.
The TARDIS began to hum comfortingly and Amy stopped sobbing, looking up and around at the TARDIS walls. "Can you hear me?" she asked, feeling silly talking to a box…
The TARDIS could only talk to the Doctor through a physic link , but it tried to make a sign that it could by humming louder. "Can you make the Doctor come back…?" she asked, feeling clingy.
The TARDIS made a grinding sound, as if it was whinging, meaning no probably. Amy got up and padded softly towards the control room, greeted by its warm orange light.
She gripped onto the railings and squeezed her eyes shut.
She wanted the Doctor back here again. When she dreamed of him dying it hurt her heart. She just wanted to know whether he was alive. She turned to her left and jumped in horror as she saw a figure standing behind her…
She screamed and everything went black.
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The Doctor lay on the ground, the brightness of the forest slowly swimming back into a blurry vision. He put his hand up to his head but sharply brought it back down when a dull pain erupted through his body. Blood was trickling down his arm, from a deep gash. He sat up but crashed back down to the ground, the pain splitting his body in two. Rory's face appeared from nowhere, looking concerned. "Are you okay, Doctor?" asked the nurse, his face pale.
"Urgh…what happened?" murmured the Doctor.
"Well…that creature, thingy, got hold of you and has scratched your arm quite badly." Rory explained, indicating the gash on the Doctor's arm that Rory had begun to treat the best he could.
"Why did it let me go?"
"I stabbed it's foot with, something sharp…then it ran off, strangely enough, and you fainted from the loss of blood."
The Doctor strained to get up, pushing the chocolate ground back with his hands weakly. "We should get back to the TARDIS. I can treat my wound in there."
"Uh…well…where is the TARDIS?" asked Rory, looking around.
The Doctor struggled to his feet, helped by Rory.
"We'll have to find it!" he said, searching for the physic link between him and the TARDIS somewhere deep in his brain. He found it and squeezed his eyes shut. He clicked his fingers and somewhere nearby the sound of doors opening. They both turned to see the big blue box in between the candyfloss like trees…
"Whoa…how did you…" Rory began, but saw the Doctor struggling to get towards the box. He helped him along until they got to the doors. The Doctor handed him the key and, unlocking the doors, they stumbled in, tired.
That's where they were greeted by Amy lying on the floor unconscious, blood trickling from a cut on her head…
A heavy cricket bat lying next to her.
URGH that was so bad. I'll make up for it by putting the next chapter up today or tomorrow, cos seriously, I am sorry D: WRITERS BLOCK I HATE YOU : ( hum. Well anyway, thank you for taking the time to read 3