"Emma!" The Doctor knocked on Emma's room door.
"Hello." Emma answered the door wearing a dress that went down to mid thigh, made of gray cotton with black flour lace. The dress came into a v, showing off her collar bone.
"Hi." The Doctor's voice caught in his throat. He was taller than Emma, giving her V neck extra depth, "I um..."
"Are you alright?" Emma asked, oblivious.
"I'm fine." The Doctor stared intently into her eyes, "Donna and I have somethings to take care of on Earth."
"Could you drop me off at the Asylum?" Emma gave him a charming smile.
"Oh." The Doctor's face dropped, "If that's what you want. It was nice traveling with you, Emma Petrova."
Emma smile grew larger as the Doctor rambled on about all the places he wanted to take her.
"You are not leaving are you." The Doctor shoved his hands in his pockets and looked down at his feet, "Just visiting?"
"I've got things to take care of." Emma crossed her arms, "People to see and stuff to do."
"Mmm..." The Doctor looked at her skeptically and walked back down the hall into his room.
The weather never changed much in North Alaska. The ground there always seemed to be covered in snow. Emma grabbed a long black coat with white trim out of her closet along with boots that were gray, flat on the bottom, and went up to her knees.
"You can take this with you." The Doctor put a necklace on Emma, "No one will recognize you, unless you tell them who you are."
Emma and the Doctor stood at the door of the TARDIS, while Donna got ready for her time in Rome.
"Be careful and if you need anything," The Doctor handed Emma a cellphone, "I've set myself on speed dial."
"You be careful too, Alien Boy." Emma shove the phone in her jacket pocket.
"Take this." He handed Emma his psychic paper, "Pretend to be a doctor."
Emma looked over the TARDIS control panel for her book, it was gone.
"Try not to get into any trouble." The Doctor said as he followed Emma's gaze.
"I wont." Emma gave the Doctor a peck on the cheek and walked out the TARDIS door into the cold and snowy Alaskan weather out side the Asylum.
Emma took a few steps away from the TARDIS and watched as it took off. When it was gone she headed into the Asylum.
People were standing around, chatting with each other. Doctors held clipboards and talked to patients, who seemed to be in the same state of mind they were in when Emma was there.
"Can I help you?" Dr. Agnes asked. He was standing next to Emma with a bottle of pills in his hand.
"I'm Doctor Adler. I'm here to observe some of your patients." Emma held out the psychic paper.
"Nice to meet you, Irene." Dr. Agnes shook her hand.
"May I request a session with a patient?" Emma asked as she put the psychic paper into her coat pocket.
"Have your pick." Dr. Agnes waved his arm over the people in front of them.
"Do you have a patient named Guinevere?" She asked in an innocent tone.
"Right this way." Dr. Agnes led Emma down a hall that had signs that were labeled clinic, "Guin had an accident, she will be better in a a week or so. I'll leave you alone for a bit."
"Guinevere?" Emma walked into the room and sat on the corner of the bed where Guinevere faked being asleep.
"Who are you?" Guinevere asked, "I don't need a shrink to grill me."
"Shut up and look at me." Emma commanded, "It is me, Emma."
"Where have you been?" She sat up and hugged her, "You've been gone for days."
"Traveling." Emma smirked.
"You didn't even say good bye." Guinevere held Emma by her shoulders and looked into her eyes.
"Guinevere, I have to ask, what happened?" Emma looked back with sympathy.
"I was standing in the room and a man came in. He hit me against the wall and then you came in and it was like you couldn't see me." Guin explained.
"I- I would have seen." Emma shook her head.
"He walked out of the room and then I stood up and you could see me." Guin looked over Emma.
"What did he look like?" Emma asked.
"He had a brown sack mask on and his skin was a gray color. He wore a space suit looking thing." Guin shook
"I'm going to go look around." Emma stood up, "Don't move."
"I won't!" Guin shouted from behind her.
Emma walked into the makeshift game room and started to look around. Besides the normal things that could be found in an Asylums game room there was a passage carved into the wall. The same blue liquid, that covered the streets of the planet of the Angels, pooled on the ground in front of the carving.
Though I have followed you for ages, I will never kill you. Death is too good for you.
Emma stared at the words for ages, hoping they would change.
"Can I help you?" Dr. Agnes walked in with a patient beside him, Phil.
"Guinevere said that she left a ribbon in here. I was going to get it for her and I found this." Emma pointed to the writing.
"Just some crazy ramblings." Dr. Agnes sat Phil, dazed from drugs, in a seat, "Not even a recognizable language."
"Yeah. Um, Guinevere was asking about a girl named Emma." Emma looked at him seriously.
"I have no idea who you are talking about." Dr. Agnes said before walking out.
"That's just offensive." Emma walked over to Phil and put a hand on the side of his face, "Poor guy, never stood a chance against their anesthetics."
Emma glanced over at the words on the wall before walking out of the Game room. She continued upstairs and down the hall.
Her old room hadn't been occupied, but the bed had been stripped and all of the things that she had left behind were gone.