As promised, here it is!
Also, I'll have you know that I'm a great fan of the Doctor Who movie with the 8th Doctor...as you'll probably see in this chapter.
Enjoy!
It was very dark and a tad cold inside his cell; if he had been human he would probably have thought it cold in here.
Fortunately –ha, it was difficult-nearly impossible to consider himself fortunate in his situation, but yet he was, fortunately he had his superior Time Lord biology to sustain him through his current day to day.
Which were, by the way, getting worse and worse by the day.
Things had gotten terrible wrong since the day he had stepped into that building, it was obvious after only moments that they were after him.
He has tried to escape multiple times after they first trapped him but after one of them had hit him on the back of his neck he had woken up chained and in some cell.
Some bloke called Albert Brown had then come into cell and told him the long elaborated story of his life.
He then proceeded to blame him for preventing the Final Sanction from happening.
The Doctor could barely believe his ears; from all the terrible things he had done this bloke was angry-no-furious at him for doing one of the few good things that he had done.
The man then demanded that he fixed his "grave error" by revealing to him the code that could open the Time Lock.
"Never", dead panned the Doctor, when the man had first demanded him to do so.
Since that day, every day he or his main sidekick would come and demand the same thing and every time he refused the other sidekicks would come in and hit him with all their might.
He was quite sure that they weren't even caring if he gave or not the code, they seemed to be enjoying themselves too much every time he didn't answer as expected to the demands.
His Time Sense was still intact the moment he had first woken up, but it didn't work as it should, he suspected he had a concussion. The last thing he had managed to make out was that he was somewhere in the 21st century, he was feeling rather disorientated and dizzy.
He had then completely lost his Time Sense after about a week being in his cell, at about that time he had blacked out completely for what probably was a day.
He had woken up with a very sore head, all his ribs ached him and he was sure some of them were broken.
He was chained from his arms and legs, his arms being chained to the ceiling and his legs to the floor, he had not been able to feel around and check for any broken bones.
After losing his Time Sense things had begun to go worse than they had already been.
Albert's main sidekick had been there to place his same demands one day and when the Doctor had given him his same answer the man went furious, more than he normally went. He yelled at the other sidekicks that they made the Doctor regret his very existence, apparently they had taken up that order with meaning.
They hit on his face and kicked his ribs and stomach everyday, but this day they had brought a knife with them.
The sidekick lowered himself before the Doctor after he had given him his round of kicks, punches and slaps and began to firstly cut open his shirt, he had lost his bowtie when they had captured him in the first place.
He proceeded to cut him slowly across his chest, the Doctor bit the inside of his mouth to stop himself, he quickly began to taste the iron of his blood as it filled his mouth.
The man stopped only to deliver another blow to the Doctor's face and then made a quick across his stomach, a deep cut.
The Doctor felt as the blood trickled slowly from his nose and streamed freely from the cuts on his chest and stomach.
The man seemed not to notice that the Doctor was bleeding too much as he just continued and made another cut, even deeper than the previous ones, this time on the Doctors upper chest.
He was sure that this time the man had cut an important vein or artery as it began to bleed profusely.
The men then left and he continued to bleed that whole night, his first cut had managed to clot and wasn't bleeding anymore, but the other two, specially the last one were bleeding just as much as the moment they had been cut.
The next morning when they come to check on him they saw that he had gone terribly pale and that he was still bleeding.
"Wake up!", they slapped him in an attempt to wake him up, his head only lolled from side to side.
The men glanced at each other, this wasn't good and even though they wanted to hurt the Doctor they still needed him alive after all.
The Doctor was still blissfully unaware of what was happening around him for a few hours, when he came by the first thing he noticed is that his wounds had been bandaged.
He cracked open an eye and saw a guy in a white coat checking his arm.
"It's broken", said the guy.
"We don't need his arm tended, we only need him alive", said another guy behind this one.
The Doctor looked up and opened both his eyes and saw that it was the main sidekick that was giving orders.
'Figures', mused the Doctor to himself.
"Ah, Doctor", said the main sidekick, "It is nice to have you back among the living."
The guy with the white coat stood up and said, "If you don't need me anymore-"
"Oh, Dr. Finn, could you wait here outside the cell for a moment?", interrupted the main sidekick.
"Uh, sure", said the man and walked out of the cell.
The main sidekick waited till he was outside and had closed the door before he began to talk to the Doctor.
"Now, Doctor, I think you have now noticed what happens when you don't cooperate", he stepped closer and leaned over the Doctor, "Give me the Code, Doctor."
The Doctor met his eyes and looked into them with all his might, "No", he declared.
"Well, Doctor", the man sneered, "Then you will have to get used to the daily visits of my friends."
He walked out and closed the door behind him, Dr. Finn still stood there waiting.
"Where did you get him?", asked Dr. Finn excitedly, "He has two hearts!", he exclaimed manically, "His binary vascular system must be fascinating!"
The main sidekick smirked, "Dr. Finn, would you like to have a short term job here as our resident doctor?"
"Would I be treating the man in there, then?"
"Of course", he smirked.
"Absolutely!", exclaimed Dr. Finn and shook hands with the main sidekick.
After that the days had one to two visits, first the main sidekick, Albert had suddenly stopped to come, with the other two sidekicks and then Dr. Finn, who seemed to be more interested in studying the Doctor's physiology than to actually care for his health.
The Doctor could see that patience was wearing thin already; the main sidekick was beyond furious now every time he said no.
The Doctor knew that it was only time now before they did something drastic with him, he wasn't sure what it would be, but he only hoped that he might come out of it alive.
One day it finally happened, he had thought that everything was over for that day when the doctor left, but it had only been the beginning.
A man that he hadn't seen before entered his cell, "Hello Doctor", said the man.
"Hi there", rasped the Doctor, his throat was so dry.
"My name is Nick."
"That isn't your real name is it?", mused the Doctor.
Nick smirked, "My name isn't important Doctor, but we are going to do is."
"And what are we going to do?", the Doctor feigned ignorance.
"Don't feign ignorance with me Doctor", he leaned towards the Doctor, "Do you know what I can do?"
"I'm afraid not", the Doctor attempted to smile at him.
The man smiled at him and lifted up his arms a bit, "I am", his hands neared the Doctor's face, "A telepath", he said as he touched the Doctor's temples.
The Doctor could immediately feel the man calling himself Nick inside his mind, fortunately, the Doctor is a skilled telepath and could block the man almost as soon as the man got inside.
The man gasped and took away his hands from the Doctor's temples.
"You are very skilled Doctor, I must congratulate you."
"Oh, stop the flattery self-called Nick", he joked.
"You realize that I will find a way to break past your barrier don't you?", the man said seriously leaving behind the jokes.
"That's it self-called Nick, never stop dreaming", the Doctor grinned back at him.
The man ignored him, turned around and walked out of the cell without saying a word.
The Doctor sighed deeply, 'Things are getting really bad', he thought to himself. He knew that self-called Nick most certainly had better techniques to break into his mind, but he had yet to give him a fight that he would never forget, of that, he was going to make it sure.
Days went by and the Doctor had begun to wonder if self-called Nick was ever going to come back. Even if he came back he wasn't going to find the Doctor in the same state as he had left him, the sidekicks had made him various new cuts and with the various punches and kicks some of the old ones had never even had the chance to close properly and still bled from time to time.
The worst cuts were on his chest and arms, there were also some deep ones on his stomach, but those had been mainly cured by Dr. Finn.
Dr. Finn had kept coming by everyday, but many times didn't actually bother with the Doctor's injures and instead took samples of his blood or study his binary vascular system.
And then one day self-called Nick came back, this time with a big machine trailing after him.
"Hello again Doctor", he said with a smile, "Are you ready for what we are going to do today?"
"That depends on what we are going to do", the Doctor tried to smile, but his mouth was so swollen it almost wasn't noticed.
"If I were you, Doctor, I wouldn't be joking", said the man seriously.
The main sidekick came into the room and smirked, "I trust that your contraption will work, Mr. Nick", he said as he looked at said contraption, it clearly had been rigged up only for this occasion.
"Of course", assured self-called Nick as he connected the thick cabled of the contraption to the electricity, "Do not doubt me in this, it will definitely work, you just provide me with the necessary power."
The main sidekick nodded and stepped aside so that self-called Nick could do his work. He picked up two small round disks that were connected to the machine and lowered himself in front of the Doctor. The Doctor knew immediately what he was going to try and jerked his head back.
Self-called Nick sighed, "Bring somebody to hold him still!", he yelled and the other sidekicks came and held the now thrashing Doctor.
"Hold his head!", he yelled again as the Doctor kept thrashing with all his might. The sidekicks held his head firmly as self-called Nick began to place a disk on each temple.
"Keep holding him", he said and went to pick up more disks, these he then place on the Doctor's forehead and just where his neck ended and his hair began to grow on the back of his neck.
"That'll do", he declared, stood up and motioned for the sidekicks to let go of the Doctor. The Doctor began to trash violently as soon as they unhanded him. He twisted and turned as much as his chains allowed him, he knew he had to do something before they continued.
"Couldn't we discuss this a bit more?", he tried.
"Why Doctor, are you going to give us the code without needing to waste Mr. Nick's time and mine with all this nonsense?", said the main sidekick in a mocking voice.
"No", began the Doctor, "If Albert wants universal peace there are plenty of other ways to obtain it that ought to be much more easier that this", he shook his chains to make emphasis.
"Yeah", agreed the main sidekick thoughtfully, "But I'm not Mr. Brown", he smirked at the Doctor, "Follow up Nick", he said and went to stand near the door of the cell.
Self-called Nick started up his machine, picked up a big helmet like contraption that was connected to the machine and placed it on his head.
Self-called Nick took a deep breath and powered up the machine to medium power.
The Doctor felt an electric wave sweep through his whole being, but mainly through his mind.
He could clearly feel self-called Nick inside his mind, his mental barrier unable to protecting him from this beyond rude invasion.
Main sidekick self-called Nick frowning and asked, "What is happening?"
"I can't access it, it is too well hidden", he said, "I will need more power, step back", he warned and upped the power lever to maximum.
The Doctor screamed of agony, self-called Nick's contraption was making a terrible noise and self-called Nick was grimacing, concentrating with all his might.
The Doctor's mind was racked violently, he could feel his very thought leaking through, he wasn't in control of anything in his mind anymore.
"I'm almost there!", yelled self-called Nick as his contraption wheezed and clacked loudly.
The Doctor and self-called Nick screamed together and the contraption began to catch fire in a few places, self-called Nick suddenly went silent, but the Doctor continued to scream widely.
"Disconnect it!", yelled the main sidekick urgently.
The other sidekicks ran and disconnected self-called Nick's contraption and the Doctor stopped screaming immediately.
The main sidekick breathed deeply, "He isn't live is he?", he glanced at self-called Nick.
"No Sir", said another sidekick.
The main sidekick approached self-called Nick and checked for pulse on his neck.
"Dead", he declared after moments, he turned to the other sidekicks and asked, "Did it work?"
"Yes Sir", said one of them.
The main sidekick walked out of the cell and followed the thick cables that were connected to self-called Nick's contraption and didn't supply energy.
These cables lead to yet another machine, this one being bigger than the previous one. This machine had been designed to take up the code to open the Time Lock as soon as self-called Nick and his contraption had extracted it from the Doctor's mind and then send it to the main basement of Albert Brown in this time. There they would process the code through their special device and it would open the Time Lock.
The main sidekick checked that everything was in order, he smirked, the message had been send, it was only time now.
Suddenly everything started to tremble, books fell out their shelves and in Dr. Finn's lab all his tubes, glasses and instruments trembled and some fell to the floor.
"This is it!", exclaimed the main sidekick maniacally, "The end is here!"
But as soon as the trembling had started it stopped.
"Wha-what?", he said perplexed.
One of the sidekicks came running in with a communicator and handed it to the main sidekick.
"Hello?", he began nervously and the other sidekick kept standing there.
"What?!", he said with a confused face, "But it worked, I saw it", he tried to convince the person on the other side of the call, "He died", he said seriously, "He's still alive, I think", he turned to the sidekick standing there and asked him, "The Doctor, he's still alive right?", the guy nodded, "Yes he is", there was a pause, "Yes, absolutely", he hanged up.
"What happened?", asked the other sidekick.
"The code Nick obtained from the Doctor's mind with his contraption was incomplete; the Time Lock only opened for a few seconds, a few seconds isn't enough for them, they need more."
"But Nick is dead, how are we going to get more?"
"No idea", said the man with a note of despair in his voice, "Clean up all this mess", he walked away.
Meanwhile the Doctor was regaining consciousness, he saw how they dragged away self-called Nick body.
'Poor guy, he didn't deserve a horrible death like that one', he thought, he himself had been lucky, his superior Time Lord physiology had helped him survive that last bit when the contraption was about to explode, had he been human or whatever Nick was, he would have probably died as well.
He closed his eyes, trying to relax and when he opened them there was shadow standing at the door. He must have imagined it because he thought he heard the shadow gasp.
The shadow came near and knelt before him, he saw a hand near his face and jerked his head away.
"Doctor, please keep calm", the shadow whispered in a pleading way, it was a woman's voice and tried to touch him again at which he jerked away again.
"Don't you recognize me, Doctor?", whispered the woman, again in a pleading voice.
The Doctor lifted his head a bit and tried to focus on her face, it looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place where he had seen her.
Seeing his confused expression the shadow decided to say something else, "Doctor", she called his attention as his head began to loll from side to side, he was starting to go unconscious again.
"Doctor", she said again, "Remember this, you once said it to me", she pleaded for his attention, "Just look for the guy with two hearts", she whispered close to his ear.
The Doctor's head snapped right up, he immediately knew who was there, but how?
"Grace?", he rasped.
"Yes, Doctor", she said happily, "Now, let me get you out of here."
Days ago
Grace woke early in the morning; she rose from her bed and prepared herself for the day. After all the years she still lived alone, she had dedicated her live so far to her work and she still hoped without much hope, that she would one day meet the Doctor again.
As she had noticed his British accent she had made a point of it to check constantly the British news. She had found it really strange when they had suffered those disasters all on Christmas, that year of the slowly invasion, when the clocks began to behave weirdly, the Daleks, that big red planet appearing in the skies and when the President was murdered by the Prime Minister of England.
She was sure the Doctor had to do with at least some of them.
Her day went on by normally; she went to work, had lunch with her coworkers, did her paperwork and went to have dinner with her longtime friend Chang Lee. They had been friends ever since they had both met the Doctor, it was nice to speak about the rarities of the world and say the Doctor had probably been there to help out.
Chang was well off; since the Doctor had let him keep those gold bags he had wisely invested his money and was now exceptionally rich.
"One of the richest men in the West Coast of America", had one popular business magazine once called him.
Grace came home that night exhausted, even though her day wasn't exciting it still was busy and tiring and all she hoped was to get a nice night of sleep.
She was about to climb into her bed when her phone rang.
She picked it, "Hello", she answered.
"Dr. Grace Holloway?", said the person on the other side, it was a male's voice.
"Yes", she said and rubbed her eyes, she hoped this guy said what he wanted to say soon so she could go to sleep already.
"It's me!", he exclaimed, "Dr. Marcus Finn!"
'Marcus Finn?', she thought, she knew that name from somewhere.
"You were my coworker some years ago at the hospital right?", she said eventually.
"Yes!", he said excitedly.
"How are you Marcus?", she asked.
"Fine, but-", he hesitated.
"Yes?", she pressed.
"You remember that when we worked together you once asked me to do you a favor?"
"Uhm", she begun, "I'm afraid I don't."
He sighed, "You were having some weird ideas back then and to be honest when you asked me this I thought you were completely mad, but now I have to ask your pardon."
Grace began to have an idea of what he was talking about, "I think I know what you are talking about."
"You asked me that if I ever found a guy with two hearts I would call you", Grace stood up, all her drowsiness forgotten.
"Yes", she breathed, not believing what her ears heard.
"Well, guess what I found the other day", he said happily.
"Oh, this is wonderful Marcus!", she exclaimed happily.
"Yes, I know", he said gleefully, "But Grace, why didn't you tell me you were interesting in alien species experimentation?"
Grace felt her blood go cold, WHAT?
"But it makes kinda sense, if you had told me that at that time I would probably have called the psychiatric section of the hospital to take you in", he laughed.
Grace was still dumbfounded and couldn't answer him so he continued.
"Let me propose you something, I need somebody here to help me keep this alien alive, he isn't in a good shape anymore and its really getting difficult for me alone", he sounded tired as he said that, "So I have talked my boss here into letting me get somebody to help me, but as you'll understand he needs total confidentiality and the first person I thought about was you."
"I-", tried Grace.
"Shall I come for you at your house tomorrow?", he interrupted her.
"No", she said quickly, she suddenly had a plan, "I will be there, just give me the direction."
"Sure", he said and gave her the direction, "And remember, you have to be there by five a.m. in the morning, we start early."
"Of course", she said and hanged up.
She breathed deeply; she needed to prepare everything for her plan as soon as possible. She quickly grabbed the phone and called Chang.
"Hello?", she began, "Chang, I need your help", she said urgently.
Next Morning
She climbed out of her after she had stopped it in front of what looked like an abandoned warehouse. She immediately saw Marcus waiting for her near the door and walked towards him. He shook her hand when she arrived and with a big smile led her inside the warehouse.
He led her into a room that looked like his lab and started to her all the data that he had gathered so far.
"And this is a sample of his blood", he lifted up a small glass tube filled with blood.
There entered another man into the lab and Marcus straightened up immediately, "Grace, let me introduce you to my boss", he motioned at the man.
The man stepped forward and shook Grace's hand, "Dr. Holloway", she introduced herself.
"My name doesn't matter", said the man and stepped back, another man ran into the room, "Mr. Nick's here, his machine is ready Sir", he said.
The man straightened and smirked, "Excuse me, I have urgent matters to see to", he said and practically ran away.
Marcus just smiled and continued showing Grace his samples, "And this is a sample of his hair", he lifted up a plastic bag to show her.
"Oh", she said, staring at him wide eyed, "How does this alien call himself, or doesn't he talk at all", she questioned him.
"He calls himself 'Doctor', just that, really weird isn't it?", he said and went back to his samples.
Grace breathed deeply, she had been right, it was the Doctor.
The light started to flicker.
"Oh dear, it must be that guy Nick and his contraption", he said as he looked up at the lights, "Look here", he changed the subject, "here I have a sample of his skin", he held up another glass tube.
'Patience, patience is the key', thought Grace as she stared at the man as he rambled.
Moments later everything started to tremble.
"What's happening?", he asked concerned and then began to hear Marcus' boss scream something about 'The End', that was finally there.
Instruments and glass beakers fell on the floor and broke; Marcus jumped and tried stop all he could from falling down.
And then it suddenly stopped.
"What just happened?", asked Marcus.
"Why don't you go check?", she proposed.
"Yeah", he nodded and excited the room.
Grace took her opportunity as soon as it presented itself; she waited for a moment before she walked out of the room to make sure she didn't run into Marcus.
She went down the corridor and saw another corridor connected to the one she was walking in. All the doors were numbered, from 1 to 17. She saw that cell seventeen's door was open, but couldn't see what was in there as it was pitch black inside.
Suddenly she heard somebody came down the corridor she had just been in, she quickly opened the door of cell one and hid inside it.
She heard how they walked past, entered cell 17 and dragged something out, she couldn't see what but it sounded like it was a big heavy bag.
After they passed by she stepped out of her hiding place and rushed to cell 17. As she stood at the door she saw a young man chained, he seemed to be unconscious.
She got out her call phone and hastily texted her location. She looked up from her phone and looked for a moment at the man hanging there and pocketed her phone.
She looked over her shoulder to check the corridor and when she looked back into the cell the man had regained consciousness.
She gasped, his face was completely beaten up, but besides that it was completely a new face.
'Did he regenerate again?', she wondered and walked forward and knelt before him.
'Poor man', she thought an lifted her hand and tried to touch him, but he jerked his head away.
"Doctor, please keep calm", she pleaded in a whisper and tried to touch him away, but he jerked away again.
"Don't you recognize me, Doctor?", she pleaded again in a whisper.
He lifted his head and looked at her, his expression was blank and then morphed into one of confusion and his head began to loll from side to side.
'Oh dear, he's falling unconscious again', she thought concerned.
"Doctor", she tried to get his attention, he seemed to react a bit.
An idea suddenly came to her, hopefully this would work.
"Doctor", she said again, "Remember this, you once said it to me", she pleaded for his attention.
She came closer to him and leaned near his ear, "Just look for the guy with two hearts", she whispered close to his ear.
His head snapped right up, 'It worked', she thought relieved and smiled slightly.
"Grace?", he rasped.
"Yes, Doctor", she said happily, "Now, let me get you out of here", she began to take off the round disks from his forhead.
The Doctor's head began to loll from side to side again, "Grace", he rasped again.
She continued to take off all the disks that had been placed on him and didn't answer him.
"I-I'm about to-to pass out Grace", he said breathing deeply in-between.
"No Doctor please stay awake", she cupped his face in her hands and pleaded him.
She heard people running down the corridor, turned around and saw huge men in suits run towards her.
She sighed a sigh of relieve, "In here", she said loudly and turned to the Doctor and cupped his face again in her hands.
"Doctor, please follow me in this, just do as I do, please", she pleaded him.
"Wha-", he rasped and the men came in and began to free him from his chain since they had taken the keys from one of the sidekicks.
The men finished unlocking all his chains and one of them lifted him up in his arms and walked out of the cell.
As the Doctor had finally fallen unconscious his head lolled freely from side to side, Grace tried to run along and hold his but the other man caught her in his arms.
She yelped as he lifted her up, the man ignored her and ran down the corridor holding her.
When they turned round the corner into the other corridor Marcus stood there, as soon as Grace saw him she began to thrash around in the man's arms that were holding her, but he kept holding her tightly.
He gasped, "L-l-let her g-g-go", he stuttered.
A third man stepped forward and said in a commanding voice, "Step aside."
Marcus did so immediately and they ran past and disappeared round the next corner.
They then came to the backdoor and went through it, there were already three black vans waiting for them.
They opened the back of one of them and found a bed with medical instruments beside it; they carefully placed the Doctor on the bed and let Grace climb in beside him.
Grace began to check through the Doctor's injuries as they closed the van behind her and then it was set in motion.
Chang turned around on the back seat and looked at the man that lay there.
"He changed again", he said softly.
"He almost didn't recognize me", she said as she checked his right arm.
"I wonder if he will recognize me", he mused.
"How couldn't I Chang Lee?", said the Doctor as he cracked open an eye.
Chang grinned happily.
"Although with that hair it is indeed a bit difficult to recognize you", he coughed when he finished his sentence.
Change felt his now, trimmed and perfectly combed hair and smiled.
"Yeah, things have changed since we last met Doctor", he smiled, "How is he?", he asked Grace.
"He broke his right arm struggling with the chains, his ribs are bruised and some of them are-"
The Doctor closed his eyes as he listened to Grace and knew no more.
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