- The Doctor -
Regardless of how much they continued to beat him, he refused their food and water. He had become weak to the point where he could barely lift his head up. The guard lifted his head and shoved food into his mouth gagging him. He coughed and spit the food out on the floor. He felt more then saw the hand hit him across the face and tasted blood. More food was forced into his mouth and this time it was covered roughly until he had no choice but to swallow. As soon as the food went down, his stomach painfully rejected it. He was hit again but no more food was offered.
The guard's partner came in and they disappeared behind him. A few minutes later they came out carrying the girl. He watched as they carried her out the main door and it closed behind them. He was left alone again and in the silence he still heard her crying.
He was growing weaker. He knew that he was going to die in the room, so he decided to give her his days. He closed his eyes and gave her the life she could never have now. He gave her sunsets on far off planets. He gave her days beneath blue skies, as well as nights below the twinkling stars. He ran with her across green grass and sandy beaches. In his mind he gave her love and hope. He gave her the life that she had lost. He felt his mind shutting down again, and he let it as he gave her one last thing, peace.
He woke up warm underneath a pile of blankets. He vaguely remembered Martha moving him to the bed after they had sat in the chair for awhile. Without opening his eyes he reached out his mind. He felt the wrongness that was Jack. Jack's presence there meant only one thing, Martha had left him.
He didn't even realize that he had said the words out loud until he heard Jack say, "No, she didn't." In a soft kind voice. He squirmed deeper beneath the blankets and buried his head, hiding like a child.