I awoke to find myself in a very white room. It smelled strongly of antiseptic. Kind of like a hospital. The searing pain returned, but it wasn't as strong as before.

"Hello?" I called out as I looked around. "Anyone there?" I heard a fast succession of footsteps. Too loud! I covered my ears as they came closer.

"Violet!" I heard a voice inside of my head say. It sounded just like The Doctor's voice.

"Dad?" I spoke aloud.

"Look up!" he said, once again inside of my head. So I did. I saw him standing right next to my bedside.

"What happened?"

"Back to Gallifreyian tongue now, are we?"

"Sorry. I didn't realize" I said, this time now in English.

"No. It's fine. Excellent actually. I'm just not used to hearing it anymore. Although I do love hearing it since it is such a beautiful language. Don't you agree, Violet?"

"Yeah, absolutely. So, anyway, what happened? How'd I end up here?" The Doctor placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Lay back down, Violet. You're still recovering." I nervously glanced up at him.

"From what?"

"I'll tell you after you've gotten some more rest. Promise!"

"No. You'll tell me now. I want to know why I feel burning inside of my head and why I randomly passed out in the middle of the street."

"Please, Violet. Just calm down. I'll tell you in a bit." I glared at him and he sighed.

"Fine. I'll tell you now, but I need you to lay down first." I threw my head back onto my pillow. He grabbed a chair and sat down next to me. "First off, your passing out wasn't random. For the record, nothing in this universe is random." He took a deep breath before continuing. "You had a neural implosion. That's why you passed out. I suspect it's not fully gone, which is why your head is still burning. It can be lethal to us Time Lords unless we get ample rest."

"What's a neural implosion?" I asked. I started to sit up, but The Doctor gently pushed me back down into a lying position.

"Basically, the synapses in your brain are firing at a dangerously fast rate. The only way to slow them down is by avoiding any kind of mental stimulation or being near any kind of psychic activity, specifically telepathic or telekinetic activity."

"Our bond. That pushed me over the edge, didn't it?" He nodded.

"I'm afraid I took things too fast. Your brain couldn't handle going from no psychic activity to full-blown Time Lord level psychic activity. I'm so sorry, Violet. This is my entire fault."

"But I don't understand. You were just talking to me through our bond not even two minutes ago."

"I know. And I'm truly sorry, Violet. But you were in such distress that it was the quickest and, believe it or not, safest way I could calm you down. Not to mention, that it would be too dangerous to break our bond now. It's very painful under normal circumstances, but it would be lethal if I did it while you were having a neural implosion."

"Which I'm having right now" I affirmed.

"Most likely," The Doctor responded.

"But the bond itself is lethal to me."

"If we keep it as is. As long as I lessen things on my end, strictly monitor you and you get allow plenty of rest, you should make a full-recovery. Now, please Violet, go to sleep. I promise you that we'll talk more once you wake up." He got up and dimmed the lights.

"Wait! Please don't leave me! I…"

"Shh. Sleep, Violet. I'll be right here when you wake up. I promise you that." I nodded and closed my eyes, allowing sleep to overtake me once more.