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"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.

He turned to me and tried to mask his sour expression, “Why are you still up? You weren't waiting for me, were you?” I stepped out of the shadows, unsure of how to answer that because in truth I was not worried about him. “Maybe I was simply trying to find who I am.” I answered, “I haven't had a memory flash since the gala party.” He nodded, “Take it slowly, Annabel. The Doctor said it will come eventually and even if it doesn't you have the life you had then—me, your children.” “Do I really have you?” Shocked by my question, he met my gaze sharply.

Just then, David was back from the Doctor's face, he had a blank expression as he walked past both Maya and Dora without saying a word which made Dora worried “What if the Doctor gave him bad News?” She asked, She followed David and caught up with him before he entered Ryan's ward room “What did the Doctor say?” She asked, she wasn't confident that he would tell her the truth but it was worth a shot “ why do you care?” David asked with raised eyebrows “I just want to know “ Dora said with a sign, David simply shook his head and went into Ryan's room, Dora was left feeling irritated, why was it so hard for him to just tell her what the Doctor said,

"The doctor kept shooting sedatives down my bloodstream so I feel like an addict." "That's really awful," David glared at the doctor. "Why did you do that? She wasn't posing any threat, was she?" "I thought wrong," The Doctor replied but she didn't even look sorry. "My apologies." She left the room and it was just us four remaining. Daniel didn't take his eyes off me. It wasn't a nice look because all he did was glare at me like I was his arch nemesis. That didn't matter much right now. At least, David and Darwin were nice to me.

I stared straight, promising death, “ENOUGH.” The screen split into halves and the poodle-haired, thick-rimmed bespectacled nerd doctor appeared in his usual bored look that women called ‘enigmatic’. And the monkey pussy-lover jumped with joy for the long-awaited ally. “Martin! Finally! Please use your Science to knock some man-sense into him before he ruins everything, huh?” “Science is not mine,” the doctor replied in dead calmness. “And how’s my patient doing?” “She’s not yours.” I glared.

I swung the door open and glanced back at her as I said, "I mean it, Nat." * * * While not a quote from the books, Michael Gambon's Dumbledore says this to Harry in Deathly Hallows: Part 2: "Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it."

That's the best blackmailing excuse you can come up with! The sigh that came out of the doctor was a signal, not of his resolve 'to inject my ass' leaving, but of the level his resolve had further strengthen. The doctor spoke in his quivery voice, "Hold her down." Oh no. No No No No No No. Bad omen. Bad omen! When such words comes out of a doctor's mouth its best to abort your mission and run for the hills! I should've known, he was more like an old-fashioned kettle - still full even when some steam forced its way out.

despite her advanced age, the Doctor exudes a wisdom that belies her years. Ackerly remained silent, his gaze fixed upon the world outside the window. The Doctor's words reverberated through the air, leaving a stunned silence in his wake. "If the bond is causing you distress," she said, her voice low and measured, "perhaps it is time to consider departing from this land." The weight of her suggestion hung heavy in the air, and Ackerly exchanged uneasy glances at the doctor, unsure of what to make of the unexpected advice. Ackerly's head shook in a slow, deliberate motion.

Damn that hurt. “Experiment 399, I would rethink your actions right now. That vile in your hand will prevent you from trying anything.” A hoarse male voice came from the corner of the room, and I turned to come face to face with the Doctor who tortured me endlessly through my childhood. I shook my head, “Damn and I just finished a juice cleansing a few days ago. Now you go and put all sort of potion sludge back in me.” I sarcastically smirk at the doctor. “Hey Doctor Butthead, you didn’t age well that’s for sure. You look… well, I am just going to come out and say it… Like Shit. Definitely got hit with the ugly stick a few times over the last few years.”

Lucy’s POV “There!” The Doctor wiped his brow and stepped back, all of us letting out a collective sigh. “We‘ll let his body do the rest from here. It may take him a few hours or so to regain consciousness; but damned if we didn’t do it perfectly.”