Chapter 21 – Her Afterlife

Michael's POV

The TARDIS floor is hard and cold. The walls are overly welded and the controls are tacky. The bedrooms are dusty and haven't been cleaned for centuries. The kitchen was messy from meals and I didn't even want to think about what could lie in the swimming pool. What worried me was how I was noticing all these things. Maybe I was going insane. Maybe all these thoughts in my mind were piling up to cover the devastation that just happened.

In the other room I could hear the Doctor screaming with frustration at the fact Tiff wouldn't regain consciousness. I hugged my legs closer to my chest to hold in my own anger and frustration.

"Michael!" The doctor yelled. I ignored him. I didn't want to help him in any way, not anymore. He came storming into the room and saw me on the floor.

"What are you doing? Come help!" He said.

"NO!" I screamed back at him, standing up properly to face him. "NO! Why should I help you get Tiff back. Tiff's fine! Just give her a few hours and she'll wake up, that's all. But what about Kirsty? Huh?"

"I thought Kirsty was meeting us later…."

"No. She's dead. Gone. FOREVER."

"But she should come back…she was brought back by Tiff…"

"Well how come I'm alive then? Explain that."

"No…." The Doctor breathed, a scared look appearing on his already frustrated face. He walked into the console room and put up an article about blood transfer between mortal and an immortal people. I read through it and became slightly shocked with what I saw. Apparently when Kirsty had dragged me out of the burning van, the cut on her hand had started to bleed again and had mixed in with mine.

"I don't understand." I lied.

"Kirsty's blood is in you; your blood is in Kirsty. You've both started to switch immortality because she was immortal and you weren't. That's why you're alive now and Kirsty isn't" The Doctor explained.

"So Kirsty died because she bled on me?"

"Blood brothers." A voice said from behind me. I whizzed around to see Tiff standing in the doorway looking a little tired. The Doctor ran over to her and they shared a rather loving embrace. I looked away, angry that they still got to share cute moments and all mine had been torn away from me with Kirsty's death. I stormed over to the door, not knowing where we were or what was happening outside. I didn't open it, let alone go through it. I just stood there, staring at the door.

Suddenly, my left hand went cold.

A/N: Yes, I know this chapter is short but I've been writing it for 2 hours in e-media while watching my class panic about coursework deadlines :')
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