Chapter 12:
He dreamt of the day in torch wood tower when he lost Rose. How he stood against that wall,with tears streaming down his face. Then he dreamt of Donna and how he had to erase her memories of him. He just kept dreaming of all of the people he lost. He couldn't stop it, the dream just kept going. Until he realized it wasn't a dream it was a nightmare. He woke up in a cold sweat with tears streaming down his face. He tried to wipe them away but then remembered he was restrained. He laid his head back down on the pillow and closed his eyes tightly. That's when he felt a hand brush the tears away for him. He slowly opened his eyes, River Song stood there her eyes red and puffy from crying.
"Hello sweetie," she said it with fake happiness. "I heard you weren't feeling well. So I thought I would stop by."
"Well thanks for stopping by River, but I'm perfectly fine. Amy and Rory are just over reacting,"
"I don't think they are sweetie." She leaned down and kissed his hands. Then very lightly she traced each and every scar, and cut on his arm. The Doctor cringed against the gesture, trying to disappear into the blankets. He tried to pull away but she held his arm still (with the help of the restraints) and continued tracing the marks.
When she was done with his left arm she kissed it and then walked around the bed to his right arm. Then traced all of the cuts on that arm, again he cringed and struggled against her and again he failed. When she was done she kissed his arm then she stepped away from him. She walked out of the med bay and then came back minutes later with the ponds. He looked questioningly at them. Amy stepped forward and started talking to him, for some strange reason he actually looked at her.
"We called River down to help because you actually listen to her and she promised that she could calm you down. We think she kept her promise sense your not panicking and your actually looking at us." He hadn't even noticed but he did feel calmer. This time Rory was the one that talked to him.
"Okay so now we can get to work."
"Get to work on what?" He didn't know what Rory was talking about.
"We're going to make you feel happy again and break you out of depression." Rory smiled when he said this, but the Doctor just frowned.
"How are you going to do that exactly. " he said this with a growl through his clenched teeth.
"I mean what do you know about how I'm feeling!" He was suddenly bursting with anger, he wanted to chop off Rory's head.
"How are you going to make me happy! You don't even know what I'm going through! You don't know about all the people... My friends! That have died because of me! you just don't get it! So how are you going to help me!?"
He thought he was going to explode. They just didn't understand. He turned his head away, he couldn't even look at them. His blood was boiling, he saw red, but he didn't know why. He heard the pattering of their footsteps as they left the med bay. He was alone,again.