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Chapter 20 - Chapter 20- The Second Vesuos

Jane had washed her hair and finished her shower. She turned off the shower and stepped out to dry off. What was taking Lance so long? Maybe he was having a hard time finding where he had put that box of condoms he had gone after. Maybe he had decided to go shopping to get another box.

She sighed and put Lance's robe on. She wrapped her hair up in a towel and stepped into Lance's bedroom. When she saw him, her heart dropped. He was lying across the floor, and looked very pale. His face was bruised and his arm lay out at an odd angle. The shirt looked like it had been almost burnt off of his chest. The skin on his arm, shoulder and chest showed burns.

She covered her mouth and ran to him. "Lance!" She shouted.

She knelt down next to him and cried.

He didn't respond.

"Oh my God! Lance!"

He didn't move.

"No. No. No. No…." She cried. The light from the window reflected on the bracelet she wore on her wrist. She put her finger on it and shouted, "HELP! Help me! PLEASE!"

She lay across Lance's chest and cried. "Lance."

The thunder outside masked the pop of the Doctor and Lewis. They immediately knelt next to her. She felt someone help her up and wrap their arms around her. She was hysterical. She didn't even know who held her. She cried into their shoulder.

"Rose. Take her out of here." She heard the Doctor say.

Rose held Jane, "Shhh….come with me."

They walked out of the room together.

The Doctor ran his screwdriver across Lance. "He's in shock. Damn. What the hell happened?"

Lewis reached onto the bed and grabbed a pillow. He put it under Lance's feet. "I have no idea. I've told everyone we're here and to standby."

The Doctor pulled a transport trigger out of his pocket. Just before he pressed the button, Samuel ran into the room and stopped him.

"Hang on, Dad!"

"Sam! He's bad-"

"I can fix this. Just…..wait." Sam told him.

They watched as Sam laid his hands on Lance's shoulder and a yellow glow began. Sam moved his hands down Lance's arm and chest.

"Dad. He's suffered nerve damage. He's not going to be able to use his hand. Scan him to make sure I'm right."

The Doctor scanned as Sam continued to run his hands across Lance's injuries. "Looks like a blast wound. Yeah, you're right."

Sam looked at Lewis. "Papa. Get something and cut off his shirt for me."

Lewis pulled a knife out of his pocket and cut the shirt off of Lance. The burns and bruises across his neck, arm, shoulder and chest were extensive.

"He's in a lot of pain. He's unconscious, and needs to stay that way. Go ahead and push him into a sleep for….about seven hours." Sam instructed.

The Doctor put his hand on Lance's head and pushed him into a sleep.

Sam continued to work. "I can't fix all of this. He's going to be very sore. Do you have a pain blocker?"

The Doctor looked at Lewis. "Go up to the ship and get three of them."

Lewis sat up and nodded, "Sure. What else do you need?"

Sam moved Lance's arm into a more normal position and continued to work. "A sling. He doesn't need to move this arm. Oh, and cooling gel."

Lewis transported away.

The Doctor looked at his son. "I've only discovered you can do this today."

Sam grinned as he continued to work. "It's helpful. As long as it's here, I can put it back together. He's going to have to grow some nerves though. His arm is going to be completely paralyzed for a while."

"Can you put them back when he has them?"

"If he can grow them back. Can Quauthin do that?"

The Doctor nodded. "Yes. It takes a while though."

Sam nodded his head as he continued to work. "I didn't know that. Well, he just won't be able to use this arm until then."

"This doesn't harm you?"

Sam shook his head. "No. Mum can do it too. She could probably fix all of this, completely."

"Nah, she's not comfortable with that sort of thing at the moment."

"She's not comfortable with it at home, either." Sam nodded. "Although, she's really good at it."

Lewis transported back. "Got it."

"Great. Thanks, Papa. Dad, put that sling on his arm. That will keep it from moving around and getting injured."

The Doctor put the sling on Lance's arm.

Samuel ran his hands across Lance's neck. "His windpipe is bruised. Someone strangled him."

Lewis sighed, "I'm recalling everyone to the island until we know what the hell happened."

The Doctor agreed. "Do it. The older children need to be here, too."

Lewis nodded, "Stark already has Soler on the island. Pete is at Torchwood."

The Doctor sighed, "Jake with him?"

"Adriano is. He says everything is alright."

"Have him inform Pete what's happened and bring Jackie and Tony here. Pete can make up his own mind."

Lewis nodded.

Samuel continued to work. "We'll be fine in the flats with the Quauthin."

The Doctor nodded. "Alright. Well, work with your mum to get whatever you lot need."

Sam finished and sat back. "Okay. That's as sorted as he can be for now. The rest of this, he'll have to do on his own. Let's get him off of the floor."

The Doctor nodded, "Hang on. I'll do it."

He held Lance's good arm and they popped onto the bed. Lance, still in the same position he had been in the floor, seemed to sleep peacefully.

Sam and Lewis stood up and looked impressed at one another.

Sam smiled. "I've never been able to do short distances like that."

Lewis pat Samuel on the back. "Neither have I."

The Doctor propped pillows around Lance to keep him comfortable and from moving. "Put the pain blockers on him. I'll go talk to Jane."

He walked out of the room and into the next bedroom in the flat. Rose held Jane, who was still upset.

"Jane. He's alright." He told her.

She let go of Rose and looked at him. "Are you sure?"

He took her hand. "Yes. What happened?"

Rose left the room to get her some tissue.

"He left….to get something….and told me to go ahead and get into the shower. When I got out, he was lying there-" She started to cry again.

The Doctor held her. "It's alright."

"I thought he was dead." She cried.

"Shhh…..he didn't mean to frighten you. He returned home and passed out before he could call for help."

Rose returned with tissue. "Maybe it would be better if we went downstairs?"

He nodded his head. He held Jane, Rose put her hand on his shoulder, and he popped them downstairs to the sitting room. The three of them sat on the sofa.

Rose handed her the tissue. She quietly thanked her.

"Where did he go?" The Doctor asked.

She wiped her face as she tried to compose herself. "Back to my flat."

"Did he say anything?"

She shook her head. "No. He just went there and was supposed to be right back. Before I got out of the shower."

He stood up. "Rose. Stay here with her."

"Where are you going?"

He typed something on his wrist. "To Jane's flat. Maybe whatever did this to him, is still there."

"Oh my God. Can't someone else-"

He popped away.

Rose groaned. "Damn it. Lewis!"

Samuel was walking downstairs. "He went to Jane's, Mum. Do you need him?"

She sighed. "Samuel. What did this to him?"

Sam shook his head. "I'm sorry. I don't know."

Rose took Jane's hand. She had finally stopped crying, but was still upset. Sam knelt down in front of her and looked up.

"Jane. Did Dad explain anything to you?"

"He said he is alright?" She said hopefully.

Sam took her other hand. She immediately felt calm wash over her. "Lance was in shock when you found him. It appears that he was shot with a blaster several times. That explains the burns. He also suffered injuries to his windpipe and chest."

"But, he's alright?"

"I'm sorry. But, this will probably sound odd to you right now. At home, you already know everything about me. So, don't let this frighten you-"

She held his hand tighter. "Samuel. I'm way past thinking I'll ever see anything normal again with this lot."

He glanced at Rose and smiled. "Yes, ma'am. Well, I've repaired everything I can. He's not going to be able to use his arm until some things can regrow back. As soon as that happens, I can reattach things, and sort his shoulder and arm, completely out. But, he'll be fine. He'll be alright."

Jane looked surprised, "Are you a Doctor?"

He smiled, "Yes, ma'am. Dad says with a big 'D'."

Rose shook her head. "You're only 18."

He chuckled, "When you finish school early, and travel your entire life to hospitals, you just….end up this way."

Rose smiled, "Oh Sam. I'm so proud."

He kissed his mum's hand and continued to explain to Jane. "He is going to be in pain, but Dad has….ummm…..put him into a deep sleep. It will help him heal and remain still. That's important right now for him."

"What should I do?" Jane asked.

"I'll stay here with you, so I can keep an eye on him. Would that be alright?"

She tried not to cry and nodded her head. Sam quickly held her. "Jane. He's going to be alright."

Jane kissed Samuel's cheek and whispered, "Thank you."

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The Doctor and Lewis popped into the sitting room of Jane's flat. Lewis immediately put his finger over his lips and the Doctor nodded in agreement.

Lewis spoke in the Doctor's head. 'Hang on. I'm looking around. Just be still.'

The Doctor grinned. 'Lewis. It's nice to have you back.'

Lewis smiled back at the Doctor. 'Samuel is amazing.' Then Lewis became serious, 'Got him. He's in the studio.'

'Who is it?'

'A Vesuos. Lance did a good job on him, but he's still….on his feet.'

The Doctor nodded. 'Well?'

Lewis smiled. 'See you in there!'

He faded away.

The Doctor put his hands on his hips and mouthed, "Damn it. I knew he would do that."

He ran into the studio just in time to see Lewis knock the gun out of the Vesuos' hand. It slid across the floor. The Vesuos didn't have time to react. Lewis elbowed him in the nose with an upward strike. The Vesuos held his nose. Lewis grabbed his neck and threw him, over his head, into the floor. He landed with a loud thud. Lewis brought his foot up, and stood on his throat.

"Who sent you?" He growled.

The Vesuos tried to get up, "Who are you?"

Lewis put more pressure on his neck. "I'm Lewis the Quauthin."

The Vesuos grinned, "Then just kill me."

"Tell me who sent you."

Unseen to Lewis, he started to transport away.

The Doctor shouted, "Lewis!"

He dove quickly grabbed Lewis, knocking him to the floor as the Vesuos transported away. The Vesuos grabbed blindly, trying to take Lewis with him, but was unsuccessful.

Lewis groaned. "Damn it. Thanks, John."

The Doctor got up off of the floor. "Timon says he's jumped out of the system. Well, you've sent him running."

Lewis stood up and dusted himself off. "Damn it. Well….Poltious says that any fight with a Vesuos that you walk away from, is a good fight."

"Any fight with a Vesuos you survive from, is a good one."

Lewis put his hands on his hips and nodded. "Yeah. That's probably closer to it. Damn it."

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