"I'm going to ask you again," the officer said. "Who are you?"
I smiled up at him. "You didn't say please."
"This is hopeless," the other officer said. He was a younger man than the first. "We'll never get anything out of her."
"This girl killed two of our best men," the first officer growled. "Hopeless or not, I want to know who she is."
There was a knock on the door. The first officer went over to it, and the door swung open. The sheriff was standing outside. He brought the officer out. "He's here," the sheriff whispered to the officer, thinking I couldn't hear him, but he was wrong. Did I mention? I've also got superhuman hearing.
The officer's eyes widened. "You mean..." The sheriff nodded. "She's-" He broke off, shaking his head. "Wow. Didn't see that one coming. Where is he?"
The sheriff nodded his head towards the main entrance. "What did you get out of her so far?"
The officer shook his head. "Nothing. She won't budge."
A smile split the sheriff's face. "The Doctor will change that. I know he'll get something out of her." The sheriff and the officers headed down the hall, and more whispers were exchanged, but they were too far away to hear. I wouldn't have listened, anyway. I was too caught up in my thoughts.
The Doctor? Could it be...? I smiled in amusement. Even now, after all these years, I was still hoping. Nah. The Doctor isn't and never will be-
I stopped as a man entered the room. He had green eyes and longish, brown hair. He was wearing a tweed jacket with a bow tie around his neck. My eyes widened. "Hello," he said. "I'm the Doctor."