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Chapter Six: Trust Me

"What a strange day," she mused.

And what a strange man. It seemed like he was always in motion. She looked at the patient, Czhant, who once again lay motionless on the hospital bed.

She honestly didn't know how to act around him. He was an alien. She was sitting next to a bloody alien.

"Hey," she said, wondering if he could hear her. "It's going to be alright. The Doctor is going to fix this. You're going to be fine."

These words shocked Nicole. How did she know this? 'The Doctor is going to fix this.' She'd barely known him for two hours. She wasn't fit to say those things. And yet, somewhere inside her heart, she knew that everything would be okay, that he wouldmake things alright. She smiled slightly.

"It might sound silly, coming from me. I've only just met him," she said, talking to herself more than to Czhant. He suddenly groaned. Nicole jumped a bit in the chair. Apparently, he'd startle her every time he moved. He rasped something that she couldn't make out. Nicole leaned closer.

"What?" she merely replied.

Then she remembered that he spoke a different language. So she waited for him to speak again.

"Thirsty…" he said. Nicole had no idea what it meant. Luckily, he noticed, so he started to swallow something he didn't have. Nicole started at him. Suddenly, she realized what he meant.

"Oh, you want water!" she exclaimed. "I'll be right back then!" She jumped up from the chair and walked over to the nearest water machine. Slowly filling the cup she returned to Czhant. He followed her with his eyes, watching every step. She sat next to him again, setting the cup on the table.

It happened very fast after that.

Suddenly Czhant moved and grabbed her round the neck from behind. He then pulled a small knife out and held it to her throat. All she wanted to do was to scream, but she realized that it probably was a bad idea right now. She kept still instead. Most likely out of shock. But how on Earth did he reach a kn-… Oh.

The water.

It was a distraction for him to get hold of the knife. But why? She thought. Why would he do that? They were trying to help him! Oh, why couldn't the Doctor come back now… Why is he tightening the grip? Oh god, oh god! Her thoughts jumped around in her head. They stood still for a while – Nicole was too afraid to move. She thought about 15 different ways to escape the man's tight grip – none which seemed to end well. It seemed to take ages and yet it happened so quickly.

All of a sudden, he was there. Bursting out of the doors which lead to the stars, he arrived. The Doctor. She wanted to call out, to warn him, but he stopped his tracks the moment he saw them. Czhant tightened his grip with his arm around her neck again. Nicole must've looked pretty freaked out, because the Doctor looked worried.

"Let her go," he said. He had a strange tone to his voice that made him sound … stronger. He didn't ask for Czhant to let go of her – he ordered it.

Czhant hissed in reply. Or, that was what Nicole heard.

"No," he (actually) said.

The Doctor didn't move. He kept a close eye with every movement Czhant made.

"I'll trade the girl with you for my safety," he sneered. Desperation flashed across his face. "You have to help me."

The Doctor nodded slowly. He reached a hand out towards them. Either to tell Nicole he was there, or to make sure that Czhant didn't do anything rash.

"I'll help you… If you let her go first."

"You would fix this," the man replied, using the words that Nicole had spoken only a few minutes previously, although he didn't know that.

"Czhant, we can work this out, just please let her go." He sounded so solemn, Nicole thought. But Czhant didn't think so. When the man didn't reply and looked at Nicole, the Doctor reacted. He'd tried to negotiate, but to no use. So the next plan was action.
He quickly sprinted forwards, pulling out his sonic screwdriver and pointing it at Czhants arm that held the knife. Nicole heard a sizzling noise and suddenly the arm and the pressure were removed from her throat. She fell forwards but managed to get behind the Doctor. She peeked behind his back and looked at Czhant. She got a shock from what she saw. Where there before stood a normal looking bloke now was … an alien. Really, that was the best word Nicole could use to describe him. He had a pale blue skin with hinted dark stripes. His hair was a greyish colour and he had a thin brown mouth. A large scar went from his left eyebrow, crossing the eye and went down to the corner of his lips. When Nicole finally looked away from his face she noticed his whole being was quite… muscular.

The man… thing… looked at them and sneered. His face turned into a grimace.

"Damn you Doctor…" he slithered, his yellow eyes cursing them. He held his arm. Nicole stood there and gaped at him.

"Someone is after you, isn't there?" he asked. Czhant nodded slowly. "You weren't born with that chip. They put it in you. So they would always know where you are."

"I deactivated it," Czhant said.

"And I reactivated it. By reversing the polarity of the neuron flow."

"Woah, hold on, why would someone put a chip in him?" Nicole bugged in.

"It's a mapping chip. So they can keep an eye on him," the Doctor answered.

"Who?" Nicole asked.

"His prison guards."

"Oh my god. He's a prisoner? An escaped prisoner? From space? What do we do?" Nicole babbled. The Doctor shushed her.

"We don't do anything," he said. "Well, one thing, and that's to wait."

"Until… the guards come and get him?" she hesitantly asked. The Doctor nodded. He gestured Czhant to sit on the bed again. He growled at them and then sat, still clutching his arm. Nicole noticed, and even though he'd probably just tried to kill her, she had to ask:

"Doctor, what's wrong with his arm?"

"Ah, when I made him let go of you, I used a magnetic impulse to pull in the chip in his arm – like you said, he got even worse when he'd been inside the MRI. The magnetic powers in the machine were pulling it through his skin."
Nicole nodded slowly, trying to grasp what the Doctor said. Suddenly, there was a big shudder that went through the room, like something had just smashed into the building.

"Lemme guess. Alien space guards coming to collect the prisoner," Nicole said, after regaining her balance. She could hear footsteps trampling. They were coming closer. It sounded like there were dozens of them! From the same doors, which the Doctor had come from, came now a flock of rhinos. Nicole's eyes widened. Rhinos in spacesuits. It seemed so weird.

"Doctor… Did their chameleon something go wrong when it analysed life forms on Earth?"

The Doctor merely chuckled.

"They're called the Judoon. They're, like, the official space police, but not really good for anything."

"Pfft, that sounds like the normal police."

The Doctor chuckled again. He stepped aside when the Judoon came closer and pulled Nicole with him. The Judoon walked straight up to Czhant and pulled out a thing that looked like an oversized version of the Doctors screwdriver. Czhant didn't move. He knew it didn't matter anymore. He shot the Doctor a glance with a mix of hatred and desperation. They then scanned the fellows head and shouted something like: "HO BLOW GO CHO FO MO GO TO" which Nicole again had absolutely no idea what meant. He continued to say something like that, but Nicole didn't really listen. Then two of them grabbed an arm each of Czhant and pulled him off. He sneered at the Doctor and Nicole on the way out. The trampling continued all the way up the stairs again. Nicole listened to them to whole way. Then, that blow to the whole building came again and the whole hospital was quiet. Nicole was amazed that none of the patients had woken up.

"I found out what race he was," the Doctor suddenly said, startling Nicole. "He was of the race Haemo-goth.He was charged for killing the Bazatorian priest, which is probably why the Judoon didn't just kill him here."

"Oh. Right," Nicole just replied. The Doctor started to walk towards the stairs and Nicole simply followed him. "But, I was wondering, why didn't anyone notice all this? I mean, there may be no Doctors or nurses at the moment, the whole neighbourhood it still here and what about the patients? Why didn't they wake up? I mean, those Jufoon or whatever they were called weren't exactly like butterflies."

"Oh, they sent out a telepathic field in the area where they suspected he would be – which was London." Nicole and the Doctor entered the elevator, which was much faster than Nicole remembered.
"So all of London wouldn't react if someone landed a giant spaceship slap bang in the middle of it. But it's not like that hasn't happened before though… And the patients' the same thing, but all the people here are sick, so they would be a bit more affected by it than healthy humans."

"Oh yeah, about that," Nicole trailed off. "How come you could talk with them? You some sort a' alien too?" she asked and laughed a bit. She saw that the Doctor had a glint in his eyes, but he didn't answer immediately.
"I wouldn't mind though," she continued. "I've been through so much this evening, I don't even care if you are."

"Yes," he answered.

"It does explain a lot," she said, still smiling. "But what now? You going off again?" He nodded. "Well. Nice meeting ya, Doc. Oh, and thanks... you know, for saving my life." The Doctor grinned.

"My pleasure."

He was about to turn his back, when suddenly Nicole hugged him. They stood like that for a few seconds, until Nicole let go again.

"I was gonna say 'Hope we meet again' but that's probably not very likely," she murmured. The Doctor looked surprised at her.

"Nice meeting you too, Nicole James," he replied, sending her a grin. She smiled back. Then he turned away and walked out of the doors.

Last chapter of this story will be out on Friday. After that there will be a pause, as Sarah is on holiday..