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"What's wrong with him?" Rose cried as the Doctor thrashed about on the bed, held down by two of the Winged men nurses. Rose had been on the planet for two days now and had learnt about the people of the planet. They called themselves the Striths and they were mortal enemies with the Klanks, the lizard creatures who attacked Rose and the Doctor.
They were currently in a type of hospital and the Doctor had just started with a fever. He'd been in so much pain and the Striths looking after him were becoming worried that he might not make it. They kept talking about him not being able to 'regenerate' and the danger he was progressing to.
"He's fighting the poison." One of the Strith doctors told her, holding a flat computer board and an electronic pen and scribbled things down as he looked at the machinery around the Doctor.
He turned to one of the nurses and said something in their native tongue to which the nurse nodded and proceeded to inject further drugs into the Doctor, causing him to calm and fall back into sleep.
"He is fighting the poison, but it also preventing him to heal. This leaves him open to infection. We fear that it may kill him." Rose welled up and opened her mouth to speak. "We've set our best scientists off to find out the poisons components and to see what can be done." The Strith doctor explained. "I'll leave you with him."
Rose sat by the Doctor in her seat and took up his warm hand.
"Wake up Doctor. I'm lost with out you." She whispered, rubbing his hand.
Kristin had only turned up once to provide money for Rose at the vending machine and coffee machine.
"Rose?" She opened her eyes and frowned as the light assaulted her eyes. "Rose." Came the same croaking voice.
She raised her head to the side and came face to face with the Doctor, looking pale and tired, but none the less awake. "You're awake." She said quietly, lifting her head from the bed, ignoring the protest of her back as she sat back in her seat, the Doctor's hand firmly in her own. "I was worried about you back then." She said.
"I know." He smiled, his eyes dropping slightly. "I'm fine."
"Far from it Doctor." The door opened and one of the Strith Doctors stepped into the room, a secret smile on his face.
"Taren?" The Doctor laughed, cringing slightly as pain rippled across his chest.
"Easy old friend. The poison is still in your system." Taren stepped round to the bed, shifting his wings so he could squeeze between the machinery that was cleaning the Doctors' blood. He crouched down and looked at some of the charts by the bed.
"Rose. Why don't you go eat something, you must be starving." The Doctor said, turning back to the young lady and flashing her a smile.
She hesitated slightly before answering. "Sure, I'll get you something too." Then she stood up and left the room.
"Why did you come back?" Taren asked, never once looking up from the charts.
"I didn't mean to. The TARDIS did." He said, shifting slightly and hissing in pain. "Is she still here?" He asked quietly.
"She won't see you." Taren explained, standing up and opening some of the machinery and resetting it. There was a silence that descended upon the room.
"She saved me." The Doctor stated, meeting Taren's eye. Taren kept the gaze, broke it and then changed the subject.
"You should be well in a few days, but I want you kept in for a week at the least. Rest up." And he left.
The Doctor watched his friend old retreat and sighed. "Why did you being me back old girl?" he asked quietly, hoping the TARDIS could hear him.
"Could only find chips Doctor." Rose said, pushing the door open with her shoulder and stepped into the room.
"Fantastic!" The Doctor answered, taking a bag and grimacing at the pain through his arm.
"Take it easy." She warned.
"No worries." He laughed, taking a bite of a chip and watched her smile.
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