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Chapter Five: They Are Coming
"Wake him? But Doctor, how on Earth will you do that?" Nicole asked, perplexed.
The Doctor flicked his sonic screwdriver so that it buzzed slightly and ran it over the patient again. He seemed to concentrate a lot. Nicole could count the furrows in his forehead. The Doctor put the screwdriver in his pocket again. He held the patients head gentle with his fingers and closed his eyes
Nicole sensed that she probably shouldn't ask what he was doing. The Doctor was such a strange person, she thought. Running around and doing strange things.
He slowly opened his eyes again, removing his fingers from the man's temple.
"So, what good did that do?" she said.
Suddenly, the man's eyes sprang open. Nicole jumped in surprise and grabbed the Doctors arm.
"Oh my god!" she exclaimed. "How'd ya do that?"
"Telepathic mind," he answered. "I'm very good at that."
Nicole still had no idea what he did, but the man was moving. Hallelujah.
They looked at the patient, who started to look panicked. He grabbed the Doctors other arm and pulled him close, the Doctor pulling Nicole with him.
"They're coming," the man whispered. "They're coming after me!"
"Who's coming?" the Doctor asked, searching in the man's eyes.
The man's eyes went around the room, like he was searching for someone else in there.
"The … The Jixen…"
"The Jixen?" the Doctor repeated. "Who're they? Why are they coming after you?"
"I… I don't know… They wanted to take… Take something from me…" the patient stuttered. He fell silent but his eyes continued turning around wildly in his head. He looked troubled.
Nicole looked at the Doctor like he was insane.
"What're you saying?" she asked.
The Doctor mentally slapped himself.
Nicole wasn't able to hear the patients and the Doctor's conversation, because they were talking the patient's native language. It probably seemedlike he was insane.
"It just sounds like you're speaking some weird mixture of Spanish and Chinese," she said, looking a bit amused now. "Is it an alien language?"
The Doctor nodded.
"Eh, yes."
"You speak alien languages…" she trailed off. "That's … fantastic."
The Doctor grinned.
"And a bit disturbing. So, eh, can you ask him a question for me?"
"Sure," the Doctor replied.
"Ask him what his name is," Nicole said. The Doctor looked surprised at her. He then turned to the patient.
"What's your name?"
"C-czhant," the man whispered. "Please, Doctor… Please help me."
The Doctor looked sceptical at him.
"How do you know my name?"
A small smile appeared on the man's face, like he was amused by a child's ignorance.
"The trees and the stars and the waters speak of you. Your name is written across the galaxies."
Nicole stole a glance at the Doctor, who had a big frown on his face.
"What'd he say?" she asked, a bit worried.
For the 117th time today, the Doctor ignored her.
He wasn't happy with that mystical answer, but so far it'll do. The Doctor went the man's name through his head. Czhant. He repeated the name in his head. Not any relatives to humans then, they always have some sort of last name, a title. Perhaps the patients name was a title. A … singer? Who chants? A priest? Maybe he could connect the chip. Darn it, who was it that had chips in them again? Mhmm, fish and chips. No, not now Doctor!
Why would someone be after him? Who was "The Jixen"? They … A group? A codename for a gang of space pirates?
"Doctor, what was his name?"
The Doctor snapped out of his thoughts.
"Eh, Czhant," he answered, a bit fazed. How long had he stared out into the thin air?
She looked confused by his answer.
"What sorta name's that?"
"An alien name," the Doctor replied bluntly. Nicole rolled her eyes.
"No shit Sherlock," she muttered.
Suddenly Czhant grabbed onto Nicole's arm. She jumped again. It was amazing how hard the man could hold on!
"Save me," he wheezed. His eyes closed again. The Doctor looked frantically at him.
"No, no! Wait!" He gently shook the man. "Czhant? Czhant, can you hear me? … Urgh, we lost him!"
"Is he dead?" Nicole worriedly asked.
"No, he's just slipped back into the coma. I didn't ask him what race he was!" The Doctor sighed. He looked slightly annoyed now.
"Oh. Sorry."
"Nah, its okay, why are you apologizing?"
Nicole looked surprised at herself and then shrugged.
"Wait a minute… Yes! Will that… Perhaps. Quite possibly. Maybe… Yes! No. Wait. Of course!" The Doctor suddenly jumped up. Nicole jumped up too, just because his excitement rubbed off on her.
"What is it Doctor?" she asked, a bit too loud.
"I've got a plan, you wait here!" he yelled, bouncing off towards the elevator. "Keep an eye on Czhant!"
She stared at him as he ran.
"Oh. Alrighty then. Keeping an eye on an alien. Nothing else I'd do on a quiet Friday night…"
She sat down on the chair next to the bed. She looked at the man, and then looked at the way the Doctor had disappeared.
"What a strange day," she mused
The Doctor ran to the elevator and almost slammed himself on the button. The door opened immediately. He ran inside and pressed the button to the highest level. The elevator started to move. Lounge music started to play. The Doctor sighed. He hated lounge music. The elevator seemed to go even slower.
The Doctor flicked out his screwdriver and ran it over the buttons. Suddenly the elevator accelerated and he stumbled a step backwards from the sudden speed. The elevator jumped again when he reached his destination and the doors opened with a pling.
He ran out of the doors and followed the signs that said Roof. He came to a small trapdoor, which he quickly unlocked with his screwdriver. He jumped up and looked around on the top of the roof.
It's actually quite high up, he thought. You could see the park from here. He then looked around again of the roof until he found what he needed – a dish. He ran over to it and started running his sonic screwdriver across it. He then turned it around and fumbled with the wires.
"If someone is searching for him, they would send out signals, 'cause he's got that chip, but maybe they don't know he's got one, but it's defiantly more likely if they've been looking for him for a long time…" he trailed off, mumbling for himself. He scanned it again, and read off the screwdriver.
"But… If they know he's got one… Maybe they put it there… Why would they…?"
His eyes widened as he read the readings.
"Oh no. But that means…"
He jumped up, a wild look in his eyes, his hair flailing all over the place.
"Nicole!"
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