A/N: Figured I would make up for not uploading and upload a second chapter today. Enjoy!
Chapter 25 – Saint Bartholomew's Hospital
Aliea woke up in a hospital bed with no idea how she got there.
Just then, a nurse walked in. Seeing she was awake, he smiled at her.
He was of average height, with dirty blond hair and green eyes. His name plate read 'Rory Williams.'
"What happened?" Aliea asked.
"You had a nasty gunshot wound," Nurse Williams explained, "The bullet was still in your shoulder, so we had to remove it. You are also suffering from hunger, exhaustion, dehydration, and blood loss from multiple lacerations all over your body."
"What about my friends? They must be here too. Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, and the Doctor?"
Something in Nurse Williams' face changed.
"The Doctor?" he asked, "You know the Doctor?"
Aliea's eyes widened. "You know him too?" she asked.
"Yeah," Nurse Williams said, "My wife and I travel with him sometimes. Hold on…Is he in the hospital?"
"Yeah, I think so," Aliea said, "Why?"
She had just noticed the look of alarm on the nurse's face.
"This is bad," he said, "If he's examined and they find out he has two hearts…"
Aliea gulped. That was bad.
"Do you think you can find him?"
"I'll try," he said, walking out of the room hurriedly.
Rory went down and asked at reception about the group of people that had come in earlier.
The receptionist gave him the list of room numbers and he made his way as fast as he could to the Doctor's room.
He barged in, fearing the worst, and found the Doctor sitting in bed, messing with some tools he had apparently found in a drawer next to the bed.
The Doctor looked up when Rory came in.
"Rory!" he said in excitement.
"Doctor!" Rory said, relieved, "Why are you here?"
"Exhaustion, hunger, and dehydration," the Doctor listed off, "And some bruises. But those have pretty much healed up."
"What happened?"
"Oh right, I should probably explain what I got up to after dropping you off."
The Doctor told Rory the whole story, from the TARDIS taking off, to ending up in St. Bart's.
"You lost the TARDIS?" Rory asked in disbelief.
"Don't worry! Captain Jack helped locate her before we left Cardiff. Evidently, she wound up in Sherlock's flat! Clever girl, she must have known I'd meet him in the future! Anyway, I'd better get back to her before something else happens."
The Doctor started getting out of bed but was pushed back into it by Rory.
"Doctor, as your friend, I would say to go find the TARDIS, but as your nurse, I'm telling you to stay in bed."
The Doctor sighed loudly.
Meanwhile, in a different hospital room, Sherlock had gotten out of bed and went to find his clothes.
After he found them, he started searching for John's room.
He asked a nurse on the pretense that he was visiting and got the number.
John sat up when he walked in.
"Sherlock, what are you doing out of bed? You can't leave your room unless allowed by a nurse or a doctor."
"Hospitals are dull."
"Where are you planning on going?"
"I'm going back to Baker Street."
"Sherlock, you can't just walk out."
"That's exactly what I'm going to do."
"Why are you still here then?"
"Because you're coming with me."
"Oh am I now?"
"Yes. Here are your clothes.
Sherlock threw John's clothes to him and started walking out of the room.
"Get changed. I'll be in front of St. Bart's."
The Doctor was sitting in bed, bored out of his mind, when he happened to look out of the window and spot a familiar figure standing on the pavement outside the entrance to the hospital.
What's Sherlock up to now? he thought.
He jumped out of bed and located his clothes in a dresser in the corner of the room.
Quickly putting them on, he dashed out of his room and down to the first floor.
"Checking out!" he called as he passed by reception.
He threw open the doors and ran over to Sherlock.
"Doctor," said Sherlock, nodding at him in greeting.
"Hello Sherlock," said the Doctor, "What are you up to?"
"I'm going back to 221B."
"Why are you still out here?"
"I'm waiting for John."
Suddenly, the doors of the hospital opened once more and John ran out.
"About time," said Sherlock, "Let's go."
He turned and ran off, closely followed by the Doctor and John.
[End Chapter]