Doctor And Assistant (Chap. 11)
Chapter Eleven: The Bloody Ball: Part Three
/Lilly\\
"Before we do anything, you should probably tell them all that John died," Rachel suggested.
"And then what? The entire place'd go bonkers," Lilly muttered.
"Talking to Rachel?" Derpy asked.
Lilly nodded in response. "She thinks we should tell them people've died," she admitted.
"Not COMPLETELY a bad idea," Scarlet shrugged, "not the best, but also not the worst."
"Told ya so," Lilly smirked.
Rachel appeared next to the party's entrance area. Her long ginger hair flew to the right in an imaginary wind. Her eyes were the color of pure copper with a hint of hazel. Her skin was a pale white and made her tea-leaf-green dress stand out. She pointed to the door with a smile. "It's through here," she said in her usual, elegant voice.
"Guys, through here," Lilly explained, following her Spirit Guide.
"Please. Be careful?" Rachel asked.
"We will, don't worry. You remind me of..."
"Oh, dear," Rachel cooed, hugging Lilly. "I know that I don't know anything of their whereabouts, but it doesn't mean they're dead. Remember what I told you before."
Lilly nodded, blocking out her memories and emotions of them, continuing her walk once Rachel disappeared into just a voice in the wind again.
The murmurs grew louder and soon two opened doors came into view. Everyone was dancing, not even knowing a woman had committed suicide and a man had been beheaded.
"47 people," Rachel informed Lilly.
"Thanks," she smiled. "47 people, only 1 hour until this blasted party ends..."
"Let's get working then," the Doctor smiled. "Everyone stay close to me! If you get lost, just... Just yell."
"Sir, yes sir," Derpy giggled.
"Right then. Allons-y!"
The Doctor guided everyone to the top of the stage and grabbed the microphone. An outrageously fast-paced song stopped and everyone looked at him.
"I need to survey you all. Not a single person can leave until I say so," he explained. "If you are left-handed, please step up to the stage." Out of the 47 people, only 16 made their way to the stage. The Doctor placed the microphone back onto the stand and turned to them. "Here's the deal: if I tell you, you may go back to whatever you were doing. But ONLY if I say so." He pulled out of his pocket the piece of a mask, holding it up to one person at a time.
Lilly looked around, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up on end. An icy breeze fell over the room, the fog coming back. Out of instinct she grabbed Derpy and Scarlet's hands and held them in hers.
"This'll help if the fog gets to us. We'll stop each other," she explained.
They nodded, watching the Doctor who had eliminated 4 possibilities and kept 1 person. "You can go... as can you... you'll stay," he declared.
After all 16 people were sifted through, the Doctor directed the remaining 5 to the room Lilly's self-called caretakers were in previously. Another round of smoke sprayed the air, but it seemed no one noticed as they walked off.
Rachel murmured to Lilly: "use your ability to see auras. May help you. Remember the colors?"
"Yes. Let's do this," Lilly nodded with a proud smile.
—
Derpy and Scarlet arranged 9 chairs together, 5 to the back and 4 facing those 5.
"Everyone state your names as you sit down," the Doctor ordered.
"Michael," a bald headed man said. He wrung his fingers nervously, as if he knew he would probably be convicted.
"Dominic," a strawberry blonde said.
The brunette woman sat down, a large smile on her face. "Reese (Ree-ss)."
"Samuel."
"Melissa."
Derpy, Scarlet, Lilly, and the Doctor sat down in their 4 chairs. The Time Lord seemed to be eyeing them all at once. Of course, this was a figure of speech. Derpy was the one watching them all at once. An awkward tension hung in the room.
"Michael," the Doctor said. "What were you doing since you've come here?"
He scratched his head. "I came straight to the party area."
Lilly concentrated hard on the outside of his body. "Let me see your mask," Derpy ordered, grabbing the broken part as well. She felt them both in her hands.
Lilly looked directly at Michael now, reading his aura. A dark red echoed off of his head. "Dishonest nature. You're lying, Michael."
"No, I am not!" he protested in a gasp.
"Your dark red aura just deepened. Another lie. Where were you?!" Lilly asked, concentrating so hard to keep the reading going her fingers gripped tightly around the cushions.
"I won't talk," Michael declared.
Rachel was by Lilly's side in a flash. "Don't let him leave."
"I won't," she promised.
"Dominic," the Doctor stated.
"Correct, Sir. I was here about an hour late. I went to the library but the door was locked," he explained.
His aura went to a pale white. "He's truthful. And tired. But mostly truthful," she smiled.
"Reese? Where were you?" the Doctor asked.
Dark, muddy blue shades battled the pure and bright red. "Fear of confessions and the future overpowered her healthy ego. What are you not saying, Reese?"
"I saw her with a man an hour before the party started," Melissa snickered. Reese gasped. "Weird for a 37-year-old woman to hide in a library with a 66-year-old man, if you ask me."
"Oh! Ask her about the wedding ring," Rachel said.
"I see you have a wedding ring. Must be married, I'm presuming–" Reese nodded frantically "—. May I see it?"
Reese's dark blue aura deepened. "S-s-sure..."
Lilly took it into her hands and looked on the inside, comparing it to the outside like Rachel had taught her. "It's been taken off recently. The outside is dirty; the inside is clean."
"So the rumors are true of your affair on Andrew with John?" Samuel gasped.
Reese looked up, meeting Lilly's gaze. "I don't know how you know that." She turned to the Doctor, handing Derpy her mask at the same time. "It's true; I was with John an hour before the party started. But then my husband walked in."
Derpy gasped, holding the two in her hands. "They're the same! It fits perfectly!"
"He just yelled and left the party. N-no one was harmed, I swear!"
"I was in the party room with Melissa," Samuel smiled.
Melissa played with a lock of her curly auburn hair, finishing his sentence. "And we danced. Ask anyone!"
Lilly observed their auras: "All white with light pink. Truthful, loving, and compassionate. That's adorable."
The Doctor pondered in his head what to say. "Samuel, Melissa, and Dominic can go. Reese and Michael, I'll be needing some answers."
Once everyone left, Scarlet turned to Michael. "What are you hiding?"
He pursed his lips, shaking his head.
"Rachel?" Lilly called. "I'm going to need your help, if you don't mind!"
Rachel appeared, winked: "Happy to help." She flew into Michael.
Michael coughed. "Andrew! Andrew!" he yelled. A white aura smothered him and Rachel left.
"Okay!" Reese yelled. "I'll admit! It was Andrew!"
The room fell silent, beckoning for her to say more.
"John and I have been meeting behind his back. He caught us today. John kissed me without either if us knowing Andrew'd followed me."
"So John was killed in a jealous rage?" Rachel asked.
"Jealous rage?" Lilly echoed.
"He's already gotten thrown into prison for assault! He has a rubbish anger problem."
"What happened next?" Scarlet asked.
"Andrew chased us into the library. John went to the bookcase but I went out to try and calm him down. He grabbed me, threw me into the library with him. He knows this place like the back of his hand. He pulled up an extremely loose floorboard and found a pipe and a knife. He used the pipe to knock him out, and immediately went for the rusty knife, and..." she wiped a tear away.
"Lilly?" the Doctor asked.
"Truthful," she muttered.
"I... I saw Andrew afterwards. He told me I'd be a dead man if anyone ever found out!" Michael cried out.
"Then, after he had cut his throat once, he started yelling at me. He... He put his hands on me and threw me into the fireplace."
"That explains why the piece was in the fireplace," Derpy nodded.
"And as John lay dying because the first cut wasn't deep enough and his head was still on his body, he had the most terrified expression... and Andrew grabbed the knife again!" she sobbed.
"Where is Andrew?" the Doctor asked.
Rachel gasped, walking off. "Lilly! We got a problem!"
Lilly took off running, leaving her seat and flipping it in the process accidentally. "What do you mean?!" she called back.
"More smoke! And I just counted 6 walking off! Lilly, you must hide them, or stop them. Do something!" Rachel ordered.
"Doctor!" Lilly shrieked.
He, Derpy, and Scsrlet ran to the psychic. "What's happened?" the Doctor asked.
"More suicide smoke," she said breathlessly, "and the consumers are doubling!"
All black auras around the infected... signifying the blockage or ignorance of emotions. Unhealthiness in the soul and mind.
"They've all absorbed it! They're all... we have to stop them!" Lilly yelled. "Block the doors and windows! Distract them?"
The Doctor placed his hands on her shoulders. "Lilly, please, just calm down! We'll think of something!"
Derpy stepped forwards. "Look; Scarlet and I will start to stop them. You two - er, three, should think of a backup plan!" She grabbed Scarlet's hand and ran off.
"Okay, okay, okay, we can do that idea, too, but it won't hold for a while. Lilly, Rachel, ideas?"
Rachel spoke first. "Barricades. Set up a few bulwarks and call the police?"
"She's saying to set up defending bulwarks and call the police."
"Yes, yes, but they'll let it happen and mourn with fakery on FOX News. No — I want to know what this is!"
So the Doctor yelled for Michael and Reese to stay in their chairs and fished a scientific glass vial and a cork out of his inside pocket. He readied his hand, swiping at the fog and quickly capturing the smoke in the vial by using the cork to cap it. With a triumphant laugh and cheer he grabbed Lilly's hand and led her away from the party area.
"Girls! I'll be in the TARDIS with Lilly!" he shouts.
The door creaked open and he pulled her into the old, blue, London police box. But she wasn't expecting the surprise the Doctor had been hiding, and it was only yet to come.
/the Doctor\\
"It's bigger on the inside!" Lilly gasped.
The Doctor smiled, inhaling through his teeth in an almost-sigh. "Oh, I love when you humans say that bit."
"What is this place?"
"It's called the TARDIS," he explained, pulling out his sonic screwdriver, "it can travel anywhere in time and space. It's also bigger in the inside, as you've noticed."
"What, is it two different dimensions?" Lilly asked.
He looked over his shoulder. "Yes, it is, the exterior and the interior are two entirely seperate dimensions. But we call that 'Time Lord Science'," he chuckled, scanning the fog.
"Wait, 'we'?"
"Yeah! Derpy is my assistant, Scarlet is my companion. Other then then, though, I usually find someone, or something in K9's case, to travel with me." He found the correct information and typed it into the TARDIS.
"What are you, Doctor?" Lilly asked intensely. "Obviously I know you are a Time Lord. You just admitted it. But your aura is a bit unclear. I can't get a proper read; neither can Rachel. It's almost like you've lived... more than the average person? Is that possible?"
Her questions froze him. He stopped what he was doing for several long seconds before remembering how to breathe and continuing his typing. "I'm just so done excruciatingly hard to understand."
"No, no, it's... It's something else."
"Lilly, please?" he asked, turning around to face her. "There are some things in life you just can't understand."
"But I WANT to understand."
He watched her sternly before the expression melted. "Honestly?"
"Honestly."
"I'm an alien. I'm a Time Lord. I'm from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Kasterborus. I'm over 900 years old. I've lived 11 times and this is my 11th form. I have 2 more lives left until I die for good. I've seen more than the ordinary man would have nightmares of."
She paused. "You're right. I'm sorry."
He furrowed his brow out of confusion. "Hmm?"
"Y-you... you have seen more."
"How would you know I'm not lying?'
"Because I've unlocked more than 10% of my brain power you project it without knowing."
"Project what?"
Lilly strolled to the Doctor and held his hand. "If you could see what I see, when I want to I see these beautiful golden stems. But as you get closer to your heart - oh, heartS - it gets darker and more mysterious. You feel like a monster and it screams at me. Your inner thoughts, and these frozen depictions of your life and lives so far throw themselves at me... I'm sorry, I am so, so sorry you have to see these things," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his mid-stomach and hugging him.
He frowned. "Why are you crying?"
She laughed humorously. "I've been thinking lately I have seen it all, but you've seen more..."
He cleared his throat nervously. "What, um... what DID you see, anyway?"
She pulled back. "Tears, so many bloody tears have been shed. Different faces, an old man... the TARDIS. I see a gravestone, two stones, no... hundreds. You're a walking, never-stopping, always war veteran."
He held her to him again, exhaling shakily with a sad tone. The TARDIS buzzed, scaring Lilly. She the paused, nodded, and apologized.
"It seems the TARDIS has finished deciphering what this is..." the Doctor explained, walking to the monitor.
He paused for a moment, making Lilly walk next to him. "What do you see?" she asked.
"It says here... It's mostly an addictive depressant. But that makes no sense! They were laughing and making a game out of it!" the Doctor exclaimed.
"There are times when one reaches a point of sadness where sadness isn't shown," Lilly said automatically.
He eyed the 12-year old carefully. "How would you know that?"
She quickly spat out "Rachel", clutching her head afterwards.
"Come on, let's get back to the crowd."
/Derpy\\
The crowd laughed hysterically. People dropped to the ground with thuds, Derpy wincing after heading the dreaded noise.
"Keep pushing against them!" Scarlet grunted, holding her position to keep the only two doors closed. Banners were ripped, half hanging off of the wall. Tables and chairs were flipped. Glasses and plates were crashed into sharp heaps on the ground.
Derpy's eyes adjusted to the smoky room. She saw it, all of a sudden, coming from a nearby vent and gasped. She looked at Scarlet, a plan forming in her mind. "If this doesn't work, tell the Doctor I love him," she said quietly. "If I don't come back, that is."
It clicked in Scarlet's mind and she shook her head. "No, no, no, no you don't!"
But Derpy smiled weakly and ran into the room, grabbing an abandoned purse off of the ground. First things first, remove any at all damaging or useful items. When she picked up the glass and stuffed it into the purse it sliced into her thumb. She gasped out of the painful shock but pushed through it, ignoring the sound of Scarlet shouting her name.
"Why is she shouting my name, anyways?" Derpy asked herself out loud, stopping her walk and opening the purse. She retrieved one of the glass shards. "It isn't like I am needed. I'd be of better use if I-"
"-Derpy!" the Doctor shouted.
She blinked, dropping the shard and nearing the duct built into the wall. "Okay, how can I unscrew this?! My nails aren't long enough! I don't have the sonic screwdriver, either! But I DO have the glass!"
Derpy pulled out the glass and carefully picked the screws off. The vent gate fell off, smoke pouring out. She inhaled what was left of the thin fresh air deeply and jumped in.
She followed the routes where the smoke was the thickest. Her eyes burned and her chest pleaded for air. She was getting woozy, seeing double and coughing. But I'm the midst of it, she came across a large room.
"I could hold my breath! I could slit-" she laughed at herself.
"-Derpy!" the Doctor shouted again.
"I can end it right now!" she laughed once more, climbing into the room.
"Don't you dare! You have to stay!"
Derpy reached out to the smoke machine and pulled out the key.
Blackness.
/the Doctor\
"And you didn't go and stop her?!" the Doctor roared.
"She said not to!" Scarlet protested.
"That's why I am going after her!"
The Doctor pushed open the doors. Everyone on the floor was either dead, dying, or passed out. But they were the least of his worries. He only heard Derpy talking and he shouted her name. He dove into the vent, trying his hand at NOT dying.
Derpy coughed from further in front of him. He picked up his pace. "I can end it right now!" she laughed.
"Don't you dare! You have to stay!"
He continued into a law room when the smoke was starting to disappear. But this was different – it was being absorbed. Derpy was laid on the ground just hardly breathing. The Doctor ran to her and held her to him for a few long, painful seconds. LITERALLY painful.
He was absorbing all of the smoke in the entire buildings and he felt why everyone wanted to die so badly. It HURT.
He couldn't stop coughing. Tremendous amounts of pain shot like lasers through his nerves and knit itself into a ball in his hearts. Even after the smoke had filtered out of the room he still felt the momentum gaining speed.
But it stopped when he tilted his head and saw Derpy wasn't breathing.
For a second, the Doctor couldn't move. For a second, he couldn't breathe. He couldn't think.
"How do you revive someone? CPR," he muttered to himself. "Oh, Derpy, please don't count this as a kiss," he pleaded, laying her down flatly on the ground and elevating her chin slightly. After fighting himself with "what-it's" he checked her throat. Thankfully, it was clear. He then pinched her nostrils and placed his lips onto hers, exhaling twice before pulling away. He hovered his cheek above her mouth and watched her chest for any movement. A tear fell from his eye and drew a line down his cheek. He placed his lips onto hers and repeated the motion.
She coughed when he leaned back again and took in frantic gulps of air. He held her to him and embraced her, tears streaming down his face.
Derpy looked up at him, her eyes reddened and tired. "What happened? Where are we?"
He didn't respond, he only chuckled triumphantly.
"Doctor? Ow... my head hurts."
"It's okay... you're safe now. And, look, you stopped it!"
"Stopped what?" she leaned away.
"What DO you remember?" he asked, wiping away his tears.
"Uh... I fell asleep here. And then you woke me up."
He paused for a few moments, wondering what he should say. "I'll tell you later. How are you feeling? Like... emotion-wise?"
Her right eye went upwards and she scrunched her face out of confusion. "Tired."
"Not by any chance... sad or hysterical, right?"
She shook her head. "Why?"
"... Just checking."
"Can I go to sleep now?" she whined.
He laughed softly. "Sure." She laid her head against his chest and he cradled her in her arms. And he could have sworn he had seen a smile creeping onto her face.
Oh, how he so desperately wanted to kiss her right now.
"Doctor!" Lilly yelled, "everyone is leaving! Where are you?"
"We're in here," he laughed. Derpy didn't move at the noise.
"Sir, we're coming in to get you two," a man barked.
"That really isn't necessary. It's just an air duct; we can crawl back out," he informed.
Derpy went limp in his arms, obviously sleeping or passed out. Either way, he smiled down at her again. She was alive. And to him, that's all that mattered.
/Derpy\\
(1 Hour Later)
She sat up quickly. Where was she?!
"Hey, calm down," the Doctor said soothingly. "Look around. You're in an ambulance. Well, see, it isn't moving. We're just in the parking lot. And I figured out what building that was; a ballroom! It was a bloody ballroom!" he laughed.
A medic walked to the open doors and and glared sternly at him. "Doctor? It isn't a good idea to bombard her at this time in her recovery."
The Doctor frowned, placing the shock blanket around his assistant. "Fine," he pouted.
The medic nodded, walking off with a wink at Derpy. The Doctor eyed him carefully, putting a protective arm around her. She wondered if it was his way of claiming what was his, but shook the thought off before any daydreaming could occur.
Her vision then came back fully. He was right— they were sitting in the back of an ambulance directly in front of the ballroom, their feet dangling off of the platform. The outside of the deadly hall was beautiful, two stories of a light white marble. A sparkling ocean's view was present, the sun having set little time before.
She turned her head to the Doctor. "What happened?" she asked.
"... You saved everyone."
"What happened?" she tried again.
He groaned. "How far can you remember up to?"
"Since I fell asleep."
"Okay, well, you turned off the smoke. But you didn't fall asleep. The smoke must have been too much and you... you died."
"But... Aren't I alive right now?"
"Well, I... I gave you CPR, you were revived, and then the medics and police came," he explained slowly, trying to hide a blush by looking away.
"So... So you saved my life?"
"Now, I wouldn't go THAT far. I think if I agree it'd make me hubristic. But... yes-"
-Derpy interrupted him, wrapping her arms around the Doctor tightly. He froze for a few seconds before slowly hugging her back. She shut her eyes, happy to be in his arms again. "Thank you," she whispered.
A cop approached them slowly, seeing they were having a heartfelt moment but cleared his throat anyway. The sound made the Doctor jump out of Derpy's grasp.
"Yes?" he asked.
"We can't find the trace of the smoke. No fingerprints or DNA samples, so no leads. It's all unknown. I don't even think a sonic screwdriver'd work," he informed with a salute.
The Doctor sighed, his arm around Derpy again. "Oh, what is with you government lot always giving salutes? Lower your hand," he ordered, nodding as a "thank you" when he did so.
"But, Sir, it's an honor!" the officer reminded him.
The Doctor shook his head, whispering to Derpy: "you'd think after telling them not to salute for over 100 years they'd learn."
She laughed dryly."Guess not."
The officer walked off, Lilly taking his spot. Scarlet followed behind. "Aw... Light pink," Lilly exclaimed with an honest smile.
"'Light pink'?" Derpy asked.
"Doctor, may I have a word alone?" Lilly asked.
He pursed his lips, looking back at his assistant who smiled and gestured for him to go along. He hopped off of the ambulance and followed the 12-year old. Derpy watched him as he left, a million questions still in her head bouncing around and begging to be freed.
Scarlet finally reached the ambulance and sat next to Derpy. "What's up?" she asked.
/the Doctor\\
"Yes?" the Doctor asked.
"Light pink!"
"Light pink?"
She lowered her voice. "Light pink auras signify you're loving, sensitive, tender, compassionate, and say you're wanting or in a new or relived romantic relationship - and look, you are acting smitten right now!"
"Am not!" the Doctor protested, ignoring the blush being periodically drawn on his face.
"You were looking behind you when I explained your aura." She gasped out of nowhere, a smile on her face. "You LOVE her, don't you?"
The Doctor chewed on his bottom lip, his blush deepening. He said the first thing that came to mind. "Love is a... Love is a very DANGEROUS word, you know."
"Sure, it's dangerous. But it's also beautiful, too," Lilly cooed. "Maybe once we get back into the TARDIS you can tel-"
"-Mother of Rassilon, why does everyone want us to date?" he asked with a forced laugh.
Scarlet walked over to the Docror and cleared her throat. "Yo, Doc, Derpy wants to ask you a few things."
/Derpy\\
The Doctor sat back down next to her and she automatically felt the tension and bitterness in the air disappear. All of the problems of the world seemed to disappear one by one, and soon it was just the two of them.
"What did you need to ask me?" he asked with a concerned edge to his voice.
"What happened to the smoke? My memories seem to be coming back a bit."
He inhaled sharply when she said "smoke". "Funny. It comes back if you talk of it..."
"What does?"
They turned to each other in unison. "Remember when I told you that true story of a hospital brought to the moon by the Judoon? And I absorbed all of the radiation?"
"Did you ever get your shoe back?" she asked with a laugh.
"No," he laughed in return. "But... Time Lords have this ability to absorb the air and transfer it to somewhere else on their body. Remember how I told you I transferred it to my left foot, and then made it exit out of my sneaker?—" she nodded "–Well, I wasn't able to transfer THIS smoke out."
"So you absorbed it ALL?" she asked.
"Every last bit of it," he winced, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.
"What'll that do to you?" she asked, a reassuring hand on his arm.
"Time Lords are almost immune to most human things and diseases. The smoke was... full of depressant. But it also causes addiction to the less fortunate."
"Then why does it hurt you? What does it feel like?"
"Funny you asked," he smiled weakly. "It feels like hell. Lightning bolts to your hearts. And I'll probably just be a bit... off."
"Doctor, you're always a bit 'off'. You're never not," Derpy giggled.
"I meant emotion-wise," he shrugged.
His face fell over something in the distance and lingered on it. Derpy tried to see it too, but her right eye went upwards and blocked her view.
"I think we should head back to the TARDIS," he said softly.
Derpy nodded, taking off her shock blanket and throwing it behind her. She hopped off of the ambulance ledge and followed him.
/the Doctor\\ (4 Hours Later, Midnight)
As he laid in his bed, all of the Doctor's thoughts were of his assistant. Flashback after flashback after flashback of what had happened... he couldn't stop them from breaking into his mind, invading his peacefulness. He groaned out of insanity.
(Flashback)
"Doctor?" Lilly asked again. "Is Derpy okay?"
"She is now."
6 people crawled into the space (Scarlet, Lilly, 1 police officer, and 3 EMTs) and automatically rushed to the Doctor and Derpy.
"What's happened here?" the officer asked in a rough voice.
"I can't really sum it up right now," the Time Lord said with a forced laugh. "Maybe in a bit."
2 of the 3 EMTs began checking Derpy. The other lingered in the crawlway before going to the Doctor. "Went from a break into a massacre, I presume," he said with a sincere smile. Once Derpy was picked up he held out his hand and said "Charles Adams. It's nice to finally meet you, Doctor."
The Doctor graciously took his hand. "Thanks," he smiled back.
"Is she your assistant?" Charles asked, pulling the Doctor to a standing position.
"Yes," he nodded, "the TARDIS crashed in Equestria. She was a Pegasus — a Pegasus, can you believe that?!"
Derpy groaned softly and he ran over to her, grabbing her hand as if to reassure her he was there. One of the EMTs turned to him as if to say "get away" but the Doctor shot him such an overprotective glare he bowed his head and walked on without Derpy, becoming the leader.
"So, how do we get Derpy out?" Charles asked.
The Doctor scanned the room and scoffed. "The door."
Scsrlet crossed her arms. "You mean to tell me that there was a door this entire time, yet you didn't tell us? We crawled through a VENT!"
The Doctor glared at her.
"Right, right. Not the time. Sorry."
The Doctor walked to the metal door and soniced it. It slammed open, hitting the wall and causing an echo to occur. Derpy moaned at the noise and he frowned.
"Doctor, is it okay if we lay her on the stretcher so we don't have to carry her?" the first EMT asked.
"You guys brought in a stretcher?" the Doctor asked in return, using 1 hand to sonic the broken lightbulb into lighting the room.
"Yeah. But can we?" the second asked.
The Doctor nodded, watching as they laid her on the portable bed closely, waiting to pounce if they did one thing wrong.
"Sir, if you don't mind me saying, you're very overprotective of her," Charles said quietly.
"Only the best for my assistant," he laughed, leading the way through the thin corridor, all the while holding her hand.
(Flashback Over)
The Doctor heard footsteps, quiet and soft in the TARDIS. 'Could be Lilly,' the Doctor told himself mentally, slipping from under the covers and walking into the hallway as well, 'but I will check anyway.'
Author's Note:
I am so, so, so, so, so, so, SO sorry about such a late update! No, I didn't forget at all, I swear. I couldn't type this up in time on my ipad.
So, tell me now you like this so far and what I can fix or make better? Or, hopefully, what I am doing right?
Thank you,
— GothicPegasister