A/N: Sorry for the long wait. Finals are finally done and I have as much free time as I need to write stories. In about two weeks, I am leaving for an overnight summer camp. During that time I will have no access to electronics. The camp lasts for 4 weeks, about a month.

The Doctor stood his ground, smiling smugly at the woman in front of him.

"Please, don't be so cliché" He said. The distance between the two bodies was uncomfortable for The Doctor, so he took a large step away from the woman.

"Do not back away from me because you're scared." She hissed. "Retreating will not help." Her face stretched into a large grin. The Doctor was taken aback by her grim tone, still he stood his ground. His eyes stared at the woman, almost as a threat.

"This is a hospital, worst place on any planet might I add, and here you are, threating me." The Doctor began to slowly pace around her, a motion which received an annoyed glare from the woman. "Would you really attack me? Here, out of all circumstances? Hear me out, I may have lied twice, but I am awake. I assume that every other patient in this building is asleep, so why am I awake?" The woman's grin slowly faded as The Doctor explains their predicament. "Aah, you see we're also in a hospital. Dangerous equipment is all around us. Would you really risk destroying, or even ruining this building?" The Doctor stopped pacing and faced the woman.

"The walls cannot be damaged." She quickly explained. The Doctor scoffed at her response.

"Is that all you people say? Facts, no options from anyone here. Do you not think for yourselves? Do you not care?" The woman was silent as she reflected on the Doctor's words. "So easy to change your mind too. Is everything you do simply an act? If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were a robot." The color of the woman's face turned into a deep red as she was scolded by the Doctor. Lyra, who was standing against a wall during the scene, suddenly burst into tears and fell to the floor. The sound of crying quickly grabbed the Doctor's attention. Rushing over to Lyra, he knelt down and tried to comfort her.

"Ooh no Liar, don't cry now. Why are you crying?" His words were calm and quiet. He was frankly confused as to why Lyra would suddenly start sobbing. Thankfully, his confusion did not leak into his voice. He patted her on the back, and ruffled her hair while telling a small joke. After a while, The Doctor was shocked that none of his ideas worked, and that he still had a sobbing Lyra sitting next to him. His last resort was to try and hug her, which ended awkwardly for the Doctor but managed to entertain Lyra. The unknown woman stood over the both of them with a bored expression.

"Could we please stop this hugfest? We both have work to do." She pointed at Lyra while she carelessly retracted her wings. Lyra was still silently weeping as The Doctor stood from his position.

"What is your name?" He asked with a gentle smile.

"Do you need to know?"

"Well no, but I would prefer to not call you as 'that woman who looks likes Liar'"

"Would you stop calling her Liar? It is quite rude. Also, I do not look exactly like her."

"Well, you really do."

"I do not! My.. erm.." She paused her sentence as her eyes drifted off into space. Lyra gracefully laughed at the silence that filled the space where an answer should have gone.

"So you're not a robot!" The statement brought the woman back into reality.

"You really thought I was a robot?"

"Well, yes, but never mind that. I still need your name." The Doctor said. The woman irritably sighed.

"My name is Macias" She answered with a low tone. The Doctor's grin grew even larger.

"Well hello Macias! Nice too meet you. I would've preferred you didn't try to attack me, but that can be forgiven!" He held out his hand once again, this time he expected a response. When one wasn't given, he removed his hand and gave her a puzzled look.

"Just because you know my name does not mean we are friends." She walked over to Lyra, lowed herself, and grabbed her hand. Lyra felt her body become weightless as Macias dragged her up onto her feet. Macias faced the Doctor with a cold stare. "And you are still in trouble. You have lied twice, and you ran off with her."

"I didn't run off with her. I was simply looking for an exit, and she was helping me." He defended. The Doctor was now facing Macias with Lyra in between the both of them. Lyra scanned the situation she was in, and realized that she should quickly flee. She awkwardly withdrew her hand from Macias's grasp and ran off into another hallway, leaving a shocked Doctor and Macias.

"That woman is such as child sometimes!" Macias angrily stated.

"Oi! Don't you dare insult her! She's smart enough to know that I'm not normal, something which you're still struggling to grasp."

"I know you are not normal, you are more annoying than the rest of them!" She claimed. The Doctor could only groan at her response. He decided that the best method of escaping is to be clear with Macias.

"Listen. I am a time lord." Macias sneered at The Doctor. A small chuckle escaped her mouth.

"A time lord? They all died in the war."

"Really? Well how do you think they got trapped in the time bubble?" Macias went silent. "Actually, don't even try playing dumb. Lyra knows about the TARDIS."

"She does?" Macias asked with valid interest flowing through her tone. The Doctor quickly realized that he said something which was meant to be kept secret.

"Uhm, well yes. Judging by the fact you're not surprised that I have a TARDIS, more of why she knows I have one, I would say you know too. Why play dumb?"

"I do not have to answer to your questions." She quickly reached into her breast pocket to grab a small needle. Her other hands grasped the Doctor's wrist. He looked at her with surprise, but he had no time to react before she struck the needle into his arm. Along with the injection came intense pain. The Doctor collapsed to the floor, his hand still being held by Macias. "Don't worry; it will not hurt you too badly. You will fall into a deep sleep, like the rest of them." She cooed.

"Madwoman" he managed to cough out. Macias was immediately regretting her decision. Most patients exposed to the substance fall unconscious in the first few seconds. She released his hand.

"How are you not unconscious yet?" She asked. Another question entered her mind; how did he awake? The Doctor was quiet on the floor beneath her. Macias thought him unconscious until he clumsily stood to both his feet. He leaned himself against the wall.

"Time lord bodies." He quickly gasped out. "We fight any disease we're exposed to, even stronger if we hav-" He coughed as small golden energy released from his mouth.

"You are regenerating?"

"No, no, must've been excess energy from the TARDIS." He said almost hopefully. Standing upright on both feet, he cleared his throat. "Well then, I guess your poison is gone."

"How are you not dead?" She started at the man dumbfounded.

"Actually, I have no idea." He smiled. "Now really, I just want to get out of here and find my TARDIS. Do you know where it is? Can you bring me to her?" As much as the Doctor would love to understand the language the code is in, hospitals are the worst and that simple question can be answered in a different building.

"Follow me" Macias thought it best to let him leave. Although information about the time lord will be useful, the damage which can be done to the hospital because of him is a high risk.

"Here we are." Macias said. The Doctor looked beyond the two doors and observed the small town in front of them.

"You said you were bringing me to my TARDIS." A bitter tone was present in his voice.

"No, I only asked for you to follow me. The TARDIS stays with us. Now, try not to lie to the people of this town; they do not appreciate it."

"You can't even open the doors! Even if you could she wouldn't let you drive." He yelled, but Macias was already walking back into the hospital. "Hypocrites" he mumbled. "They're always lying while telling you not to." The Doctor decided that as long as he has access to the outside world, he might as well explore it.