Doctor Who Once Upon A Time Novels & Stories

Right when I was finishing my second smore Dimitri appeared next to the fire. Even though he looked incredibly tired he smile that gorgeous smile of his at me and I melted. "I see you're fed and content." He said. "They offered smores and I couldn't turn it down. On another note, how is everything going with everyone? Any new info?" He looked over to Theo and Theo was staring intently at him. "Sir, I would like to talk to you. It's urgent."

"We promise. She'll be treated like an egg." "I trust you but not that man..." Holly frowns slightly. "What man?" "Forget I said that. I don't want to lose my job." Holly laughs as the Doctor leaves the room. She already knows about the story when Sue was drugged and that it was the same Doctor who had treated her with Ford's eyes everywhere. From then on, Ford had only requested for that one doctor and it seems to be shortening the poor man's lifespan but Ford doesn't seem to care.

She will be alright. “Thank you.” I whisper, looking into the old Doctor’s eyes. “For what? I just did my job.” He chuckles out, thanking Millia as she hands him a water bottle. “You saved her fourteen years ago and you were hear to save her again.” I answer, fist clenching the results.

He scolded and the twins went quiet. The Doctor was also their uncle, but from their mother's side. He was their mother's older brother and they respected him the same way they did respect their mother. He went back to checking Tasyra and after a while of silence in the room, He stood up to his feet and dragged in a breath. The twins watched the look on his face and then looked at Tasyra. "Doc, what's wrong?" Zayn asked before the doctor could say a word. "I don't know how this damn Demon orchid got into this pack, but this lady right here is dead." He said, using the crass word she he packed up his items exhaustedly.

Judging by the look on Derrick’s face, I am one hundred percent sure that whatever it is is a bad thing. The Doctor moves around until he is positioned on my left side, stopping when he is a couple of feet away from me. “I am afraid that only one of your children survived the attack on you.” A confused expression forms on my face, something the Doctor must not have noticed because he continues on without pause. “I am very sorry for your loss, Salara.”

Like a ghost, Sara disappeared into the rainy day, silently pulling the door shut behind her. Biting down on her bottom lip to stop from laughing, Lotte cleared her throat and tried to finally focus on David again. The Doctor had an insistent look on his face, “Lotte, are you sure that it was just you, Romy, and Megan when you found my mother’s bones?”

"Amore, the doctor says there's something wrong with the baby." Jonathan stiffened, grabbed his coat, and headed for the door. Only when he reached it did he seem to remember me. "Nat, something came up. You don't have to wait up for me tonight. Lock the doors and windows, and make sure you're covered when you sleep." What a hopeless romantic. Even then, he was still worried about me. How touching. After he left, the mansion sank into a dead silence. I dumped the remaining strawberry cake into the trash. I hadn't eaten something that sweet in three years, and I wasn't used to it anymore.

For a few fragile moments I let my eyes close. The door opened without warning. I knew the man who walked in before he fully crossed the threshold. The recognition hit like cold water. Dr. Heyes. Not a doctor who had treated me here. Not someone from the hospital staff. A ghost from before everything—before the arrests, before the pregnancies, before Victor. The man who had cornered me in an empty consultation room months ago, who had put his hands where they did not belong, who had pressed me against the wall until I fought free and reported him. The board had quietly moved him on. Charges had been “handled.” I had tried to bury the memory under everything that came after.

You can only save yourself. “He has a little microphone planted on me.” My eyes basically snap open and my jaw tightens immediately but the Doctor gives a chuckle. It’s a sad chuckle, “I refused to disclose what was happening to you so he planted one on me. But I have something of my own.”

“Congratulations, she gave birth to a girl,” the Doctor announced, and Maxon sprang out of his deep thoughts and the uncomfortable chair he had been sitting on. His gaze fell on the doctor, who he could tell was also a werewolf, and his soul shivered because his inevitable hell was drawing close.