A/N: I'm sorry this was meant to be updated yesterday but I've been so busy! Hope you all had a good Christmas filled with lots of Doctor Who! :-) Thank you to the Guest who gave me the prompt. Hopefully this chapter makes up for the late update! :-D
Disclaimer: Unfortunately none of the characters belong to me and I don't have the money to ransom or buy Doctor Who but if I did, this would happen! :-D
The Doctor decided that he would continue his work on the TARDIS as he was getting on well with the modifications and improvements on his beloved ship and he was still blushing from the kiss, even after several hours. He coughed and tried to concentrate on the TARDIS who made a noise similar to a laugh.
Missy looked at the wound on her stomach. *It should have healed by now* She thought to herself. It had been several days since she had sustained the injury and the other two wounds were no more than scars now but her arm seemed to take ages to heal. She climbed into bed and quickly fell into a dreamless sleep. The next morning Missy didn't wake from her sleep. After several hours of peace and quiet the Doctor began to get worried. *She's done something or plotting to take over the Universe* The Doctor fretted and made his way to their bedroom. *Their?!* It was his bedroom! He knocked gently on the door, not wanting to walk in on her getting changed but there was no answer. "Missy?" He called gently so he didn't startle her. Still no answer. *I hope she's ok. When did I get so attached?* The Doctor thought, blushing slightly. He knocked again and gently pushed the door open to find Missy tossing and turning, seemingly having a nightmare. "Missy" He called again, gently. When he reached the edge of the bed he realised she was sweating and her brow was creased in a deep frown. He gulped and gently shook her. *Please let her be ok* He prayed, eyes skyward. She seemed to calm and the Doctor let out a shaking breath. *This isn't right, something's wrong* He gently picked her up and carried her to the medical bay, trying not to jog her and hurt her. The TARDIS knew something was wrong and worrying the Doctor so she made sure the medical bay wasn't too far for the Doctor. When he got to the medical bay he placed in Missy on a bed and scanned her for what was ailing her. He breathed a sigh of relief when it said it was an infection. *That can be treated* The Doctor reassured himself. He gave her some medication and got some blankets to make her more comfortable. He gently lifted the sleeve up on her left arm to see the wound had healed. He then checked her leg and saw that her leg had healed as well. *That means it's her stomach that's infected* He gulped. He would have to rip her dress slightly so that he could clean her wound. He blushed slightly at the thought. *When did I care so much* He mumbled, angrily. He tore her dress where her wound was and gasped at the sight, tears welling in his eyes. "I'm so sorry Missy" He whispered, his voice cracking. The wound was red and swollen around the cut with yellowish pus seeping out of it. He cleaned the wound and replaced the dressing, tears silently spilling down his face. "You must have been in so much pain and you didn't tell me, you idiot" He smiled slightly, a tear falling onto the blanket that was draped over Missy. The Doctor got a chair and sat next to her, but after a couple of hours he fell into a light sleep.
He woke up to Missy hissing in pain. He sat up promptly. "What's this?" Missy asked, clueless as to what had happened. The Doctor just looked at her, tears threatening to fall again. He gathered her in a tight hug but released his hold when Missy gasped in pain again. "Sorry" He mumbled. Missy smirked. "What's this for, and why am I in the medical bay." She asked, confused. The Doctor sat back. "What's the last thing that you remember?" He asked her, gently. "Um… My wound was hurting. I looked at it and it was swollen slightly and was taking way longer than it should have to heal" She told him. He nodded, thinking. "Your other wounds healed in a couple of days yet this one has taken over a week, twice the time it should have taken" He informed her then ran off to get a scanner. Missy huffed at her boyfriend's antics. The Doctor returned and scanned Missy to see if her temperature had decreased and if the infection had lessened at all. He nodded in approval when he saw the results he was hoping for. "So Doctor, what's the verdict. Will I live?" Missy asked, jokingly. The Doctor sat down. "Don't joke about it" He said, solemnly. Missy lifted her hand up to the Doctor's face and cupped it gently. "What's wrong?" She asked, concerned. "You nearly died!" He nearly yelled. "I thought…" He inhaled. "I thought I had lost you, again!" He calmed down a bit. "I'm sorry" Missy said, pulling the Doctor's face towards her and kissing his cheek. "It's alright but I was so scared" He admitted, blushing. "I never knew you cared so much." Missy laughed slightly. The Doctor looked at Missy. "I do care. A lot more than you think." He confessed. Missy smiled and pulled the Doctor down into a kiss. "Now, do you mind if I take this damned blanket off, I'm roasting in here!" Missy laughed. The Doctor nodded and took the blanket, folding it and placing it on the floor. "Why Doctor, I didn't know you were so keen." Missy teased. The Doctor was completely confused and it showed on his face. Missy pointed at her ripped dress. The Doctor realised what she was talking about and blushed a deep scarlet. "I…uh" He gulped. "I had...to clean your wound." He stuttered. Missy laughed at his reaction. "I know hun. Thank you for looking after me" Missy replied, genuinely thankful. "That's ok" He replied, smiling but still slightly red. "Do I have to stay in the infirmary dear?" Missy asked, innocently. "No, I'm sure you'll be fine but you stay in bed for a few days, no attempting to get out or wander about." The Doctor told her sternly. Missy mock saluted him. "Yes sir" She smirked. "Don't...don't salute" He groaned. He picked Missy up and gently carried her back to their bedroom and set her down on the bed. "You comfy?" He asked, pulling the duvet up. Missy nodded. "I'm fine thanks hun." She replied. "My stomach hurts though" She added. The Doctor nodded, sympathetically. "You have to have painkillers every 4 hours and the wound will need redressing and checking on regularly. I don't want to be scared like that again." He said, adding a nervous laugh afterwards. Missy smiled, her eyelids drooping. "I'll leave you then if you're tired" The Doctor said, nervously. "No!" Missy said, worried. "Please stay" She added, blushing. The Doctor nervously got into bed, careful not to jog Missy. He coughed slightly, laying on his back, away from Missy who smirked but quickly fell asleep. The Doctor took a little longer to fall asleep but eventually after worrying about Missy and feeling embarrassed about sharing a bed with her, he fell into a dreamless sleep.
The next morning he awoke with Missy resting her head on his chest, snoring slightly. He blushed, thankful she was asleep. He spent the next hour just watching her sleep soundly, unaware he was smiling until she opened her eyes and smirked. "Good morning." She said, sleepily. The Doctor blushed slightly. "Morning, sleep well?" He inquired. "Fine thanks dear." Missy replied. "Good." He replied, getting out of bed to get the medicine and clean bandages for Missy's wound. He returned a few minutes later to Missy looking at the bandaging. "I'm going to have to replace that and you have to take these." The Doctor told her, handing her some tablets that were a disgusting green colour. "I assume they're safe for Time Lords, or are you trying to get rid of me?" She asked, mockingly. "They're perfectly safe but...taste disgusting" He finished as Missy made a funny face, after swallowing the tablets. "Thanks for telling me!" She gagged, screwing her face up. She took a large gulp of water but regretted it. "Oh... and water will make it worse" The Doctor added, sheepishly. Missy rolled her eyes. "Thanks dear" She replied. The Doctor sat down beside her and gently removed the old bandages. Missy inhaled sharply. "Sorry" The Doctor answered, barely touching her in case he hurt her. "It's fine" Missy lied. The Doctor removed the rest of the bandaging, pleased when he saw how well the wound was healing. Missy looked at her wound. "It looks worse" She stated, disappointed. "Believe me it doesn't." The Doctor countered. "This will hurt so i'm sorry." He told her, dreading the next task. He cleaned the wound and bandaged it with new dressings. "I'm sorry but I want you to get better" He wiped away Missy's tears of pain. "I know" She told him. The Doctor lent down and kissed Missy's forehead, smiling. "The infections nearly healed!" He said, incredulously. "Thank goodness for superior Time Lord immune systems" Missy added, laughing. The Doctor chuckled. "Only a few more days and the infection will have completely gone and the wound will be just a scar." He told her, getting up and putting the medication in the bedside cabinet drawer. He turned to her. "Is there anything you want?" He asked her. "Well I'm not going anywhere fast so we could play some games or watch a film. Please don't leave me by myself" Missy asked, seemingly worried. "I won't" The Doctor assured her. "What film or game do you want to play?" He asked, interested in what her answer would be. "Uh... Alien? And Cluedo?" Missy asked, hesitantly. The Doctor nodded and ran off. Missy just rolled her eyes at him.
He wandered through the TARDIS looking for the games room. After a good five minutes the Doctor found the room he was looking for. He walked over to the films and grabbed 'Alien' and then snatched Cluedo off the side. On the way back to Missy, he stopped in the kitchen and grabbed a large bag of popcorn. He made it back to their room without dropping anything. "Here we go, what do you want to do first?" He asked, carefully placing the stuff on the bed. "Cluedo" Missy answered straight away. The Doctor got the game out of the box and set it up. "No cheating!" He added, knowing full well Missy would want to win and would use any tactic to ensure her victory. "I won't" She smirked. They ticked off the cards they had in their hand and began the game. After a couple of goes, Missy began to bend the rules slightly. "Ah" She hissed as she lent over to move her playing piece. Immediately the Doctor was at her side checking she was ok. He had chucked his cards on the bed in his rush to get to her. "It suddenly hurt" She lied, while looking over at his cards and making a mental note. The Doctor looked at his watch. "Well it is time for the next lot of medication" He told her, unaware that she was lying. Missy groaned. She hadn't remembered that and now she had to take the revolting tablets. She swallowed them, regretfully and carried on the game. Another few goes and the Doctor was closer to guessing the culprit. When Missy went to move her playing piece, she lent as bit further over and gently touched the Doctor's leg, making him blush and lose concentration. She took her chance and peeked at his slip of paper. Grinning she sat back up and discreetly crossed out the innocent people, rooms, and weapons. She smirked. She was so close to winning. The next turn, when she was sure the Doctor knew who it was, she lent over again and stroked his leg again. This time the Doctor was wise to her tricks and grabbed her arm. "I know you're cheating" He said, gloating that he had worked out her scheme. She rolled her eyes. "And what makes you think that, dear" She asked, innocently. He blushed. "Well. Um… you wouldn't do that normally" He stuttered. Missy smirked. "I can if you want hun" She added, looking at her nails, smirking. The Doctor blushed even more, making Missy laugh. "Looks like it's my turn. It was Scarlett, in the Library, with the Revolver." She exclaimed. Missy looked at the cards and her smirk turned into a frown. "But... This is definitely right" She said, downcast. It was the Doctor's turn to smirk. "That is why you shouldn't cheat." He said gleefully. "I circled a wrong answer because I knew you were cheating" He told her, proudly, causing Missy to harrumph. "What was the answer then" She asked. "Scarlett, in the Library, with the Rope" The Doctor replied, gathering the game up and putting it away in its box. Missy pouted and stuck her tongue out at him. "You win this time, but you won't win next time. That's a promise" She threatened, smiling slightly so that the Doctor knew she was being silly. She didn't know how far she could push the Doctor and she didn't want to ruin the lovely day they had, had. The Doctor placed the game out of the way. "So, film?" He asked her, although he knew the answer. Missy nodded, enthusiastically. "'Alien'? No wonder Earth is always being invaded." The Doctor muttered. "Pardon dear?" Missy asked, not hearing what he said. "The film. No wonder Earth keeps being invaded if they make films like this" He clarified, placing the DVD in the player anyway. He picked up the remote, put the popcorn in the bowl and moved over to the bed. He sat next to Missy, uncomfortably. Missy smirked and stole a handful of popcorn. "Oi! The film hasn't started yet!" The Doctor said, incredulously. "So?" Missy replied. The Doctor just rolled his eyes and moved over towards Missy slightly so that he could reach the popcorn bowl which she had moved closer. Half an hour into the film the Doctor found that Missy had moved so that her side was touching him and had rested her head on his chest. He sighed and tentatively placed a light kiss on her head, making Missy smile. "That was nice" She whispered. The Doctor blushed a bright red but neither said anything. By the time the end credits rolled both the Doctor and Missy were fast asleep in each other's arms, smiles on their faces.
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