Doctor Who Once Upon A Time Novels & Stories

"They need to know, Richard. They need to know that we don't have to wait for an Alpha to save us." "You're starting a revolution," Richard said. "I'm opening a clinic." I stood up and straightened my lab coat. "The revolution is just a side effect." My phone buzzed on the nightstand. A new message. From an encrypted source. The Doctor is in. We’re ready for the first lesson. Where do we meet? I looked at the screen. Then I looked at the shattered front door. "Richard?" "Yeah?" "We need a bigger house." I walked to the window and looked out at the dark woods. A pair of eyes reflected the moonlight from the tree line. They weren't gold. They were violet.

The specifically remembered point that Bo had made about how he did not like being touched in moments like this echoed from their few discussions, and so Oscar let his hand hover. “I am here.” He spoke softly, careful to not startle the man while also sure that he was speaking loud enough for him to hear over whatever was going on in his mind. Bo heard him, that much was obvious in the way that the rocking stopped and his right arm shifted over his head. The Doctor had only come back into his mind twenty minutes prior, and everything that had happened to him was a blur. His only reason for returning came when Lydia had touched his arm, her hand delicate in her attempt at being soft.

I retorted, hoping he wouldn't use his hands on me or try to snatch it away by force. “I'm the Doctor and these are my people.” “I'm confused right now, if you're the Doctor why are you dressed in a leather jacket and a set of tight jeans with guns tucked in your waist. You're meant to be wearing an overall with a stethoscope around your neck.” I uttered, my words left everyone the driver, him and another man amused.

After all, she did look like she was alright. The room was quiet for a while, except for the sounds of herbs being ground and a low hum of machines the Doctor was using. Freya had introduced him when I walked in but I had been too distracted by her to register his name. I only caught that he was from a different pack that had broken off. "So, you learned from him?" I pointed across the room at the doctor staring intensely at a clear mixture in a small bottle as though trying to see the elements that it was made up of.

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.

Anyway, thanks a lot for being a great listener, I've never had anyone talk like this. "You don't need to thank me, I will be at your call anytime you want to talk." The Doctor smiled warmly. "That would be impossible because, I am sorry…" he sighed, removed a knife from his pocket and lunged at the doctor. I covered my mouth instantly, watching my friend as she stood there frozen with her hand covering her left rib where the blood gushed out. "Rest in peace, my doctor." He said, removed the knife and then lunged at her again. With that, the Doctor fell down, ending the days of her life on earth.

With a gentle touch, she carefully positioned her in his room, where she would now rest her head each night. "Your Majesty, you probably already know the answer to that question. The two of you share a deep connection," elucidated the royal physician, "and upon the union of His Majesty and the Queen, all of her afflictions and maladies shall be remedied." For generations, the Doctor has faithfully served the royal family, beginning with the King's father. However, there is a secret that few are aware of: the Doctor is a vampire. Despite his supernatural nature, he has proven to be a valuable asset to the monarchy, using his centuries of experience to provide unparalleled medical care and gui

I divulged a good portion of this evening’s events, along with what the doctor did for Harper’s condition. She seemed as skeptical as I. “Perhaps, what you really need, Alpha, is not a doctor...” she said. “...But a witch.”

“I hear there was an incident.” The frequency of his voice vibrated easily into the air, the slightest darker rasp making it only more intriguing. “Incident?” Dr. Waterstone looked uncomfortable even sitting at his own desk in his own office in the building where he oversaw an entire scientific operation. But whenever the gentleman came to see him, his prostrating persona fell and he was a simple scientist again. The doctor had been playing at being an Alpha. The gentlemen came from a line of Alpha leaders centuries old. “Don’t waste my time.”

"I don't" "Then..." "I just really want to believe in it this one time, because it concerns you." He added and I felt my heart swell with pride and the genuine love I might have begun to develop for this man without my own permission. "Thanks for that, Alexander... I mean it" I muttered before crawling into his chest again. Several beats of silence passed before I decided to ask one question that has bothered me ever since the evening I searched everywhere for news relating to that mysterious genius Doctor. Hezekiah Brown.