11th Doctor Novels & Stories

It took everything in me not to cringe from the look he shot me. “What happened?” I did my best to sound as confident as Sophia had when slipping into her role as Luna. I stepped in, beside Dmitri and stood up straight. He watched me in much the same way he had after I’d bit him. “It’s Trevor,” the Doctor started to explain glancing nervously between the two of us, “I’m sure it’s wolfsbane but we can’t seem to force him to shift. The medication is barely holding him stable at the moment.”

'I didn't take the money, ' the Doctor said. 'But nor did I report it. I told myself I was going to report it after I had gotten somewhere safe and then somewhere safe was somewhere safer and the call never happened.' He looked at his desk. 'I have been a coward for four years. I want you to know that I know that.' 18the man who came to you, " she said, "tell me exactly about him.

I ignored her, no matter how Nina and Gareth tried, they could not be able to come between Landon and I. "Mrs Kingston" the doctor interrupted. "Nice to see you" Nina smiled at the Doctor. "Let's go upstairs Doctor" I led the doctor away from her ignoring the smirk on her face.. Everyone in Kingston's family were crazy, delusional, and greedy. I led the Doctor to Landon's room. Landon frowned and trembled as he saw the Doctor. He was always like this whenever the doctor came to inject him. He moved backwards, clenching his fist.

"Wouldn't you say we are running into each other too often these days?" "I would say that," Vi says stiffly as she stands by the corner. The Doctor looks at the bed and his eyes land on me. The Doctor looks younger than I remember. He has stubble and from the side, one would think he is old but when he stares directly at you, you can tell he is younger than he gives off. I don't know why I thought he was in his thirties and I have seen him enough times already. His blank expression quickly turns to a frown as his eyes rest on me. "You again, don't tell me it's the same arm?" He asks as he notices holding onto it.

Now I will need to wait for twenty years. “Doctor Lance, you have disappointed me this time. But your skills are still need.” I watch the fear in the Doctor’s eyes disappear as I address him. His only fault is hiring a drug addict. Looking to the man on the floor, disgust joins my fury and I look to my men.

" Eleven" The doctor's eyes snapped right away. "You eleven?" "No, sir, I'm eighteen and a half" the doctor sighed. Her head hurt badly and she still couldn't see people. "I can't see you clearly" she whispered. "You will very soon dear, just be patient, it's temporal" he assured her. "Child, can you tell me what happened to you?" Jade could taste bile on her tongue, she hadn't thought about what happened or what she would say if anyone asked, most especially she didn't think of the aftermath of everything that had happened or would happen, that was if anyone cared enough to do or say anything.

Adeth's eyes widened to a being called a Luna. I giggled at her reaction while the Doctor stared at us both. “Hi, Doctor?” “Dr. Sarah.” “It's nice to meet you. Is there a reason why he isn't speaking to anyone?” The doctor looked at Roman for permission and he nodded. “There's a breakage between his man and his wolf, I don't know how he is still surviving. The odds are against him. His blood tests are not right. He seems to be a Lycan but something happened to him.”

He had thought that the doctor had run over to Sebastian for an autograph because he didn't recognize Declan and didn't know that the latter was the elder of the Healer Sect. However, unexpectedly, the doctor sneered and said, "It's just Declan Byrne, isn't it? Do you really think I wouldn't recognize him? He almost killed someone while trying to cure them of a cold! How could he be thick-skinned enough to call himself the elder of the Healer Sect?" The doctor's statement shocked everyone there, and they all turned to look at Declan. Declan's face turned red, then as pale as a sheet. His lips were trembling violently, but he couldn't say a word.

My guard is reduced to one and even the Doctor stops visiting daily. “I apologise Luna, I had other...matters to attend to,” The Doctor muttered as he shuffled in, his bushy eyebrows twitching wildly as he measured my blood pressure. It was impossible not to notice the smeared blood on the inside of his white coat sleeve. In his sixties, close to retiring, are there not younger men to deal with battle wounds? “Has something happened?” I ask innocently. “Nothing he can tell you about,” the guard snaps and I shut my mouth with a grimace. The doctor's deep set brown eyes give nothing away. When he is escorted out the door remains open. I do not move from my chair.

I had my charm and it still works, perhaps she was the only soul that it was yet to work on. When the door opened, the Doctor was led into the room by one of the cleaning ladies. This was a different doctor, it wasn't my Doctor, probably a replacement doctor who was called in last minute to tend to my wound and so he had to hurry over here hearing that I just got shot and needed medical help.