Doctor Who Don't Blink Quote Novels & Stories

The doctor sighs and passes his gaze to others. “Can I have everyone leave the room, please” Hades looks like he wants to disagree, but with a quick look at my direction, he sighs and walks out of the room, making everyone else trail behind him. Seeing the doors shut, the doctor tilts his blond head at me and raises a brow. “I know you’re perfectly fine” He says, almost quietly. “I don’t want to be” I reply and he nods, understanding me perfectly. __*

I asked my voice barely above a whisper, the words catching in my throat. The Doctor nodded solemnly, his eyes reflecting the depth of his own anguish. "I'm afraid so. All we can do now is make her as comfortable as possible and... wait."

I spoke in a barely audible tone. “You are my mate… a part of my soul.” “I know…” He moved his lips from my ear to my cheek and stopped at my lips. Before he could kiss me a stupid question escaped my lips, “Will you ever be able to love me, Blaze?” I asked as the Doctor's words struck my mind. He stopped, not breaking the gaze. We remained like this for a few moments before he pulled away. “I don’t know.” He replied hurriedly, moving back and hugging me again, not meeting my gaze.

His whole posture shifted, his back straightening. “What is it?” he asked sharply. The doctor didn’t respond, her eyes flashed to the monitor again as though what she saw would change if she looked for a second time. “Doctor?” She blinked. Slowly. Then she turned to us smiling. ********

I couldn't read the reaction on his face that could make me nervous. He then pulled out the ophthalmoscope to check my two eyes. When it finished examining me, he adjusted his posture while hiding the used equipment. He sneezed before speaking. "What are you feeling?" "My head," I sparingly replied. "Does it hurt?" I nodded, but that's not enough to answer his question. “I don’t remember anything,” I added. Unlike the reaction of the two women before, the Doctor was calm when I said that. It seems like he was expecting me to say this.

I loudly cleared my throat, startling them. “Alpha Enzo,” one of the doctors said, straightening his stance. “We didn’t see you there.”

Today, I am you. And as the Doctor finally comes to a stand in front of me, as I close my eyes for but a brief moment, I think of this and more. Then, the Doctor finally speaks, “Mrs. Moore, I am afraid…”

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.

“Her eyes! Her eyes are open! Nurse! Get the doctor!” Footsteps. Chaos. Everything’s moving too fast and too slow all at once. I want to scream, Stop the recording! Turn it off! but my throat burns, too dry to speak. I won’t close my eyes again. I won’t let them shut me in that darkness where their voices live. A calm voice speaks next. “Hi, Dr. Morelli. I am Dr. Danov. You’ve been in my care for weeks now. If you can hear me, I need you to blink or move.”