A/N: Hey guys! I'm so, so sorry that this chapter took so long! :( Please forgive me! also, my school term is about to start so i wont be able to write that much for a while. Please review! And i am sorry!
The Doctor was kneeling beside Yalaea's lifeless body. "Come on!" he muttered "Wake up!" his sonic screwdriver was in his hand and every few minutes he would scan Yalaea's body with it. Amy and Rory were sitting not too far off watching. Amy had Rory's hand firmly clasped in hers, like he might run away any second. There was a woman walking slowly along the beach. It seemed as though she hadn't noticed them as her head was tilted downward. She was wearing a dark blue, hooded cloak that fell to her ankles. The Doctor looked up at the woman and frowned. "Why does she have to pop up at the worst of times?" he muttered to himself. He turned back to Yalaea, his brow furrowed in worry. His frown increased as Yalaea's breathing grew quicker as though she couldn't breathe. Her chest heaved as her lungs tried to breathe in more air, without success. The Doctor leant over Yalaea's chest, trying to hear her hearts. His eyed closed in a silent plea before he turned to Rory. "She's stopped breathing" the Doctor's voiced cracked. "You're a nurse. Help her!"
Rory got up slowly and knelt beside the Doctor. "I don't know…" Rory's voice was apologetic. "She isn't human…I might do something wrong. Can't you help her? You are a doctor!"
The Doctor looked sad. "I can try…oh God! I haven't done this in a while…" he looked to Rory again.
"It should be similar to performing CPR on a human. Though, she does have two hearts." Rory said "It is 30 compressions to two breaths. I think you should do 15 compressions for each heart and then two breaths. Got that?"
The Doctor nodded. He moved closer to Yalaea and Rory backed away. The Doctor placed his hands on Yalaea's chest, just above one of her hearts. The Doctor shuffled even closer and started to compress Yalaea's chest. "One…two…three…four…five…six…seven…eight…nine…ten…eleven…twelve…thirteen…fourteen…fifteen…" he muttered and then moved his hands to Yalaea's other heart. "One… two… three… four… five… six… seven… eight… nine… ten… eleven… twelve… thirteen… fourteen… fifteen…" the Doctor tilted Yalaea's head back and took a deep breath. He placed his mouth around hers and blew. Yalaea's chest rose and fell twice before the Doctor returned to the compressions. "One… two… three… four… five… six… seven… eight…nine… ten… eleven… twelve… thirteen… fourteen… fifteen… One… two… three… four… five… six… seven… eight… nine… ten… eleven… twelve… thirteen… fourteen… fifteen…" the Doctor breathed twice into Yalaea's mouth and watched in hope as her chest rose and fell. It didn't continue. The Doctor sighed and started again. "One… two… three… four… five… six… seven… eight… nine… ten… eleven… twelve… thirteen… fourteen… fifteen… One… two… three… four… five… six… seven… eight… nine… ten… eleven… twelve… thirteen… fourteen… fifteen…" tears started to run down his face as he pressed his mouth over Yalaea's and blew. He blew again and continued with compressions. "One… two… three… four… five… six… seven… eight… nine… ten… eleven… twelve… thirteen… fourteen… fifteen… One… two… three… four… five… six… seven… eight… nine… ten… eleven… twelve… thirteen… fourteen… fifteen…" he could feel Yalaea's ribs start to crack under his weight but Rory had said that might happen.
"Sweetie?" the woman asked as she walked up to them.
"Don't! Just don't!" the Doctor muttered angrily "I do not need you here!" he bent over Yalaea once more and breathed into her mouth.
"Sweetie, I was only say-"
"No!" the Doctor went back to compressions over Yalaea's hearts. "I do not need you here!" a sob escaped from his lips. "I do not need you here!" the Doctor turned back to Yalaea and continued CPR. The woman stayed tactfully silent. The Doctor went for what seemed like ages, not talking again. After a while he started to tire. "Come on Yal! Wake up!" he took her face in his hands "Please?" he leant over and pushed air from his lungs into hers. The Doctor watched her chest rise and fall, his face devoid of hope. He closed his eyes slowly, as if in pain but when he opened them he couldn't believe the image that they were sending to his brain. Had Yal's chest just move? No! It can't have… but it had. A grin spread across the Doctor face and he threw himself down on the sand, with a sigh of relief, not too far away from Yalaea. Yalaea coughed once, twice but stayed unconscious. Amy's face lit up as she realised that Yalaea was breathing again, and her grip grew tighter around Rory's hand.
"Oh-My-God-he-did-it!" she breathed, hugging Rory tightly.
"Yeah he did" Rory replied only sounding half surprised.
The Doctor was breathing quite rapidly. He hadn't realised how tense he had been until Yalaea had started breathing again. He looked over at her, watching as they breathed at the same time. Yalaea moaned slightly and her head turned to face the Doctor. Her eyes opened and she grinned. The Doctor grinned back.
Yalaea was floating. She didn't know where only that she was at peace. There was no substance, no colour or feeling and that was a relief to Yalaea. She remembered pain. That was how she had felt before…before what? Before coming here. But where was here? Why does it matter? It doesn't. Exactly. You were in pain, endless pain so you were brought here. Where there is no pain. But there is no anything! This isn't where you will stay. You will have to make a choice. A choice? A choice between pain and paradise. Between pain and paradise? Yes. If you choose pain, you will be alone throughout that pain, never ending pain. But if you choose paradise there will be no more pain, no more suffering, only happiness, eternal happiness. How do I choose? Paradise you go downward, pain you go up. Paradise down…paradise. Yalaea thought dreamily. She tried to picture paradise in her mind.
An image of a blue box appeared above her. Why is that so familiar? The Blue Box had doors. These doors opened and Yalaea could see a figure standing inside. The figure stepped forward to reveal that is was a man. A very strange looking man with a bowtie around his neck. He had brown, wavy hair and was slightly bow-legged. His eyes sparkled with the knowledge of hundreds of years. There was something red sitting on top of his head. It was a fez. The man grinned and beckoned Yalaea forward. Yalaea was about to go up to him when a voice rose inside her mind. Never ending pain! She hesitated, glancing downward.
"Yal?" a voice called "Wake up!"
Doctor! How could I forget you? Yalaea started to move upward. I'm coming Doctor! I'm coming!
Yalaea opened her eyes to find the Doctor lying next to her on the beach. She grinned and he grinned back.
"Yal, you're okay!"
"Course I'm okay Doctor" Yalaea replied. The Doctor shuffled closer, sitting up. Yalaea tried to sit up as well but the Doctor held her down.
"You're not strong enough Yal." He said gently "Plus I think I broke some of your ribs…" he trailed of apologetically.
"Why?" Yalaea said, lying back down.
"You weren't breathing" the Doctor's voice lowered. "I had to give you CPR."
"Oh" Yalaea eyes widened and she placed her hand over her chest. She couldn't stop a wince of pain and the Doctor's eyes widened. "I can feel that" Yalaea tried to smile.
"I'm so, so sorry."
"What's there to be sorry about?" Yalaea said "You saved me life." The Doctor blushed.
"You're going to have to stand back" Yalaea said "I've got to heal me-self."
"Okay" the Doctor said, standing. He walked over to where Amy and Rory were standing, completely ignoring the woman standing a few metres away. He watched as Yalaea's body glowed gold. The light bathed her entire body and as it receded Yalaea stood up. She walked over to the Doctor and threw her arms around him. "Thank you." She said.
"You're welcome" the Doctor smiled, wrapping his arms around her waist. Yalaea pulled away and hugged Amy and Rory in turn.
"Glad you're safe Yal." Rory said.
"I am too" Yalaea replied.
Amy laughed and noticed the woman. "Hey?"
The woman lowered her hood with a smile.
"River!" Amy yelled.