A/N: Sorry it's been so long to post an update. I've been so busy with the holidays and not having my own computer plays a huge part :( I'll try and update when I can. Wish me luck and hope I can get my laptop fixed. Enjoy
Gear stopped talking and sat in silence for a few moments looking at the Doctor.
"That's quite a story." The Doctor said with a frown. He wasn't sure what to make of it. Even worse he wasn't quite sure what to say. What do you say to a robot with a human brain helping a girl running from daleks after her parents were murdered. He thought to himself. It's not as if they make Halmark cards for this sort of thing. Even if they did they wouldn't be very good ones.
"Doctor?" Gear asked. The Doctor noticed he was standing now. "You alright? You're just sorta...staring off..."
"Right we should be getting back to the girls...I'm sure Arora has cooled off by now." He said changing his tune with a smile and clapping his hands together as he stood up. Gear scoffed.
They returned to find Arora curled up in bed. River sitting in a chair beside her with her hand on Arora's head. The Doctor couldn't help but notice how motherly she looked sitting beside the girls bed. River put her finger to her lips and stood up with a smile.
"She's finally asleep." River whispered. "Took some calming down but she'll be alright."
The Doctor kissed River and pulled her in close.
"Thank you." He said stepping away. "I say it's time we all it the sac, eh?"
He reached into his coat pocket and with a flick of his wrist he pointed the sonic screwdriver at the lights and watched them dim. The Doctor and River crawled into bed as Gear walked over to Arora's bed. He could tell by her breathing patterns she was asleep. He sighed knowing only voice recognition would shut him down for the night. He sat there in silence for a while. He wanted so badly to wake her and tell her how truly sorry he was, some how explain it's just in his programming but he knew she'd never listen. He was a monster to her, a robot. An emotionless bloody robot. He felt his human brain ache as he struggled with his human like thoughts. If he was just nothing more than a hunk of metal and some brain...why did he feel sorry? Why did he feel sad he couldn't help save her parents? It couldn't all be ones and zeroes running his brain, could it? He let out another sigh. Gently he lifted her hand and put it to his face.
"Sleep mode." He whispered.
A/N: Short chapter just to wrap up the last one