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"There's going to be a blank in my memory after this isn't there just like last time I had sleep forced on me." Phil yawned, slowly but surely she was drifting off to sleep. The Doctor nodded slowly and patted her on the head.
"Night night Phil! See you in a few."
"Whatever you see in my head, don't judge me." Phil said while shutting her eyes. "Nobody is perfect." With that she was gone. The man in the lab coat escorted him out of the room, the two walked into an adjacent room and looked at a big monitor.
This did feel incredibly wrong, "What is all of this?" Someone in the room said confused, shaking his head he looked up at the screen.
"Oh," he said simply while everyone's eyes diverted to him. "Phil's a slightly special human. In the sense of, she's the only person I know so far who can have TARDIS energy in her and not be getting killed. That's just a bonus, or the cherry on the top of the metaphorical cake along side her psychic energy."
"What is she?"
"Don't say it like that!" The Doctor said dumbfounded, "She's human of course." He shook his head, and looked at the monitor. The tech people had a hard job flitting through the memories which the TARDIS had. There were very few, but the memories which were there seemed to trail on. The Doctor didn't even know that the TARDIS had shared any of its memories with Phil. As far as he was concerned it had helped save her life. They apparently had a much stronger bond than what he first realized.
It didn't take long for Phils last words to finally make sense. There were what most people would consider "painful memories". It honestly didn't feel right to stand and watch as a car went flying off of the road with a much younger dark haired girl within it. There was a lot of blanks in her memories still, most of it was a blank from the time of the accident till they met.
The Doctor nodded and smiled at random memories of places they'd been. It was a few minutes more until her many visions came up. The Doctor wasn't one for agreeing with Memory Weaves, but this one seemed to be getting the job done quickly.
"How can she live everyday seeing these things?"
"She doesn't know half the time that she's even seen them." The Doctor put his hands in his trouser pockets. "It's like an amnesia effect, she'll draw them. Then she'll never look at the drawing, then I'll see the drawing and we'll ramble incoherently about it, fun times all round!" Colonel looked at him before looking back at the screen. He told the people in the lab coats to shut it down and go wake Phil up.
The Doctor backed out of the room and followed them into the room where Phil laid. Sitting on the edge of the bed he happily swung his legs and waited for her to wake up. "I had the most horrid dream people were in my head." Phil sat up and swung her legs over the bed and looked at him. "How'd it go? Have fun?"
"I didn't do anything!"
"What did you see?"
"Well," rubbing his hands together he proceeded to telling her the reaction which the Colonel gave to seeing the vision.
"What did it actually look like?"
"Dark and spooky."
"I don't like dark and spooky."
"Neither do I," The Doctor said while leaning back on his hands. "How do you feel?"
"Tired."
"Stop being lazy!"
"I'm awake aren't I? I could have stayed sleeping, or pretending to. But you swinging your legs and kicking the bed was making it ever more harder to so." Phil looked over her shoulder at him. "What do we do now?"
"We leave."
"What?"
"Well we can't do anything else can we? We've came, warned, now we leave." The Doctor jumped up from the bed and held his hands out to her. "Come on Phil! Lets get out of here, if I'm to be honest with you. Army bases aren't my thing." Phil nodded and looked at him, reaching out she put her hands in his and got pulled to stand.
No one stopped them when they walked out to leave, nor did anyone speak to them. The whole moment was weird. "You're being quiet." Phil said when the two reached the front door. A guard opened it and let them out.
"Am not!"
"Are you brooding?"
"What if I was huh?"
"What about?"
"I am wondering what your mate will be like once he's found out we've warned U.N.I.T." The Doctor looked at her and walked down the steps. Phil got tugged along too considering she was still holding onto his hand. "Maybe you should find him."
"Just me?"
"Phil, they're up to something. Having me question him will scream suspicious, but not his best friend."
"You remember his warning right?"
"Can we even call it a warning? It was more like being annoying." The Doctor pulled a face yet grinned when he spotted the TARDIS. He picked his pace up which caused Phil to nearly jog to keep up with him. "I think on the grand scale of things I've been very well behaved as of late."
"You have, well done."
"No need for sarcasm!"
"Sorry!" Phil smiled and ran inside the police box when he had unlocked the door. She made a beeline for the stairs, even before he had shut the door had she legged it down the corridor. Leaning against the door he stood in silence trying to figure out where Phil had actually ran off to. He looked at her a little sadly when she appeared practically dragging herself.
"You alright there?"
"No." Phil flopped to sit on the top stair, "I'm sick."
"Ew, keep away from me then. I don't want your germs."
"For someone whose meant to be a doctor, you're not a very good one." Phil frowned in his direction and leant her head against the banister. "How can I be sick? That doesn't make sense."
"Perhaps there's something in the anaesthetic that doesn't agree with you." He reasoned while pushing away from the door and walking up to the stairs. Walking up quickly he stopped on a step below the one Phil was sitting on.
"They didn't give me anything else did they?"
"Are you possibly suggesting something. Something like; U.N.I.T were up to no good?" He raised an eyebrow up at her, Phil shrugged. "They didn't give you anything else apart from the anaesthetic, nor did they take anything away from you. By that I mean blood samples, ew." The Doctor shuddered. "Maybe you're just mentally exhausted. Be fair you got put to sleep and had a bunch of people flit through your head. That'd be enough to do anyone in."
"What did you see?"
"Phil I don't want to comment! I feel bad enough for letting them do that to you, although there really was no avoiding it." He looked down at the stair and then up at her. Phil just looked at him tiredly. Jumping up he sat next to her, her eyes followed him. "I may have saw your car accident."
"And?"
"You failed to mention a few details of it."
"Which details? The screaming? The crying?"
"Well yeah you didn't mention that. You also failed to mention how many times your car rolled. Not many people would survive a car rolling several times off of a road."
"I had a protector."
"For better or for worse."
"More the better, it's really come in handy."
"Don't make the Fendahl sound like a tool to be used Phil." He said seriously, Phils head lolled forward slightly, she jumped and looked at him. "You're forcing yourself to stay awake to talk to me again aren't you? I'm flattered Phil that you want to talk to me so badly that you're willing to sacrifice recovering."
"Mmhmm," came the half awake response.
"Go to bed."
"Ten minutes." Phil muttered and her head flopped forward and leant against her knees. The Doctor rolled his eyes, she had already drifted off to sleep. He poked her in the arm, Phil leapt up. "Yes?"
"Go to bed."
"Do I have to?"
"Phil I just woke you up! I don't think you'd be very happy going to sleep leaning against your knees. You'll have a major neck ache and keep complaining." She rubbed her eyes and nodded, standing up slowly she shuffled off down the corridor.
He stayed sitting on the stairs twiddling his thumbs for a few more seconds. "Did you see it?" Phil peeked back around the corner. He turned and looked at her, "Like...could you see it? More like did I see it?"
"Would it matter?"
"I don't know."
"No," The Doctor stood up and walked quickly up to her. Putting his hands on her shoulders he pushed her in the direction of her room. "You didn't see the Fendahl, for all you knew it was a freak car accident. But now you know better, and now you're going to go to bed and sleep and recover. Night night Phil." With that said he shoved her through her bedroom door. She stumbled and looked at him just as he gave her a grin and shut the door.