A/N: Hey so sorry about the long wait. I lost all of the documents on my computer and was terrified that chapter 7 was a part of it. Luckily, it was not, and I have chapter eight already written. Chapter seven is pretty short, but I think chapter eight will more than make up for it. Please enjoy and remember: I do not own this show (unfortunately).
Chapter 7
"How did you bring them here?" I asked, twisting towards the Doctor. Well, I thought I was anyway. The Doctor had changed locations.
"Amy, I-"Rory began behind me. I shushed him and proceeded down the hallway the Doctor had undoubtedly traveled to. I walked a little faster, and I could hear Rory and Mel following me. After a few meters, the screeching sound of the Doctor's sonic filled the air. The Doctor was peering around another corner.
"Who knew hospitals could be so cavernous, eh?" I asked, hoping to startle him.
"Well, this area is for storage usually, and visitors don't ever see it…" He replied, his head still tucked behind the wall.
"And you know this because…?" I asked, tilting my head to the side, even though I knew he wasn't looking.
"Well several reasons actually. Most recently, a little trip to the moon and a blood-sucking alien. That was a close one." Aliens on the moon? Well, I suppose the concept wasn't that hard to grasp.
"Wait, but what did that have to do with a hospital?"
"The whole hospital was on the moon of course. I had sensed something odd about the place, so I checked myself in. Good ol' Martha Jones. Most people would have screamed at the sound of two hearts."
"You have two hearts?" How could he have two? He is human, isn't he?
"Well yeah, but between the two of us, lefty is way better than the other." He finally stepped so I could see his childish grin.
"You're not… human? But, you look human."
"No, you look Timelord. We came first. Now, luckily for us, there is no alert on our whereabouts. It is also a bad thing because I believe they are planning on luring us out."
"How about now? Do you have a plan now?"
"Yep." He spun into the next corridor and shouted. "Were you looking for me? Here I am!"
"Oh, not this again. Not much of a strategist, is he?" I moved to follow him, but before I could, a slot popped out of the wall and enveloped Rory, Mel, and then me.
"Doctor!" I yelled. I felt the noise ricochet off the walls, wherever the walls were.
"Please don't do that again." Mel groaned and I knew she had felt the reverberation too.
"Where's Rory?" I asked worriedly.
"Right here." I felt something touch my shoulder and squeeze it.
"How do we get out of this one?" Mel asked. I presumed the wriggling that occurred was her doing.
"I don't know. Stop-" Suddenly the space leaned all the way to the side, and light appeared at the top. We began to slide, bumping into each other unceremoniously as we did so. Finally, we plopped back down to the hallway where the Doctor had enacted his 'plan'. I stood up, rubbing my back where it had hit the unyielding tile.
"That was unpleasant," Rory remarked. He appeared to be clutching his back as well.
They're gone." Mel said. I assumed she was referring to the Doctor and the Daleks.
"That stupid man. What on earth has he done?" I wrung my hands together and pictured him. My raggedy Doctor. I didn't ever admit it, but the reason it took me so long to forget about the Doctor was: I cared about him. He appeared from the sky and listened to me about a crack in my wall. He was there for me at a time when I thought I had no one. It was him who had opened that panel, and I was going to find out why. Why would he care about me after leaving me for ten years? I fell asleep outside in the dead of night waiting for him. He didn't care then, why had he saved us now?