Doctor Who Rose Noble Novels & Stories

Ethan said, a small smile tugging on his lips. “No need.” Gabrielle looked at him calmly, somehow there was no sign of Yvenna. “I didn't come for you but because I was told Mooncrest has several patients who require specialized treatment.” Ethan's jaw tightened, he was getting annoyed with her cold shoulder. “Gabrielle—” “Who is in charge of the medical department?” Gabrielle asked, wanting to change the topic “Dr. Marcus.” “Good. Take me to him.” She turned away again. Ethan followed her. “You've changed.”

A few minutes passed as the nurse rushed back and guided us. “Alpha Aiden, what a surprise!” Doctor Finn said with a broad smile on his face, bowing to greet us. He was a young chap, mid-thirties, I guessed, with the fine lines marring his face. The Alpha doctor had hair styled back and dressed in a plain dark shirt, a white coat and dark jeans. “Miss Rose, nice to meet you.” I hummed softly, giving him a polite smile as we settled on the chair in front. We explained the situation, excluding the part about me having healing abilities. The doctor was quick to note down the medical history, personal details before he asked me to lie on the bed.

This mix of scents was kind of nice and not at all overpowering to the senses. “You’re early, Oliver,” piped the hobbit-sized woman manning the counter toward the back of the shop. “Don’t you have school?” “Called in sick, Dolores,” Ollie replied genially. “Got my order ready?” “Of course, I did,” the frizzy-haired, glasses-wearing florist replied. “I know it’s an important day for you.” Dolores disappeared underneath her counter and came back up moments later with a white box in her hands big enough to nearly cover the entire upper half of her body.

He did much to Yona’s dismay. “You better shut your filthy mouth, before I fuck you up so bad you have to go see Sarek.” He growled, his feet sliding apart, taunting her into making the first move. Sarek, the youngest of the three, was a formidable fighter who much preferred learning the art of healing and medicine from Yona. Castor had passed much of his knowledge down and as such Yona had taught several humans and Nephilim alike over the years. Sarek was the smallest of the kids, with long black hair, golden eyes and light gray/blue wings he resembled his great grandfather the most. A thing I was oddly happy about, it was almost like I had a piece of that asshole with me still.

The Doctor said helping me to lay back down while he began to check my pulse. "My name is Rosa" I corrected him as he looked at the woman in confusion, what is going on, am I being kidnapped I feel so uncomfortable right now "What are you saying?" she asked me "Doctor, something is wrong with her," she said while the doctor inhaled sharply "We will run a series of tests and confirm for now let's not assume," The Doctor said before leaving. Now am left with the young lady seating beside me, she refused to remove her eyes from me making me more uncomfortable.

If my suspicion is correct that he is indeed that man, it means that he may also be an accomplice to his father in this crime. "Doctor Allen, you are urgently needed in the E.R (Emergency Room)" said a female nurse who came to him, so he suddenly ran and hurried to the said emergency room. I simply turned away from them while secretly looking at him. Doctor Allen? If I'm not mistaken, he is also the doctor that a nurse mentioned to me. That means he is a doctor and his real name is Allen. Now that I know his face and personality the only thing I need to know is who is the person he is talking to on the other line and the one he calls, Father.

I asked smiling back then shook hands with her. "I am Lyka. Ahm, assistant of Dr. Salvie Pedron.” She said smiling. Lyka and Stephanie had a little conversation with the three of us while the other assistants left our house where they were staying. It was a quarter past when the three of us decided to go out and go straight to where the boodle fight was being held. "Doc Almoreno's body is really beautiful, Celine! No need for a dish!” Lyka said excitedly.

If she could just find a way out…. A loud click. She spun. The door behind her creaked open. Not the hallway door. The panel behind the bookcase. A man stepped through the narrow passageway, dark curls damp with sweat, a gun in one hand, blood on the other. His shirt clung to his sculpted torso, open down to the middle of his chest, smeared with soot. But it was his eyes, those ice-blue eyes that rooted her to the floor. Alonso.

“That’s… that’s certain?” “Yes,” the Doctor replied calmly. “Early stage. But very real.” Luna’s hand flew to her mouth. Her thoughts scattered, fragments of panic and disbelief colliding in her chest. Deborah placed a firm hand on her back, grounding her. “It’s okay,” Deborah said quietly. “You’re safe here.” Knight exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “How did we miss this?” “Because she didn’t know,” the Doctor said. “And because the symptoms were subtle at first.”

Ethan raised his right eyebrow. Joss turned to Xavier as if asking for permission to explain. When Xavier nodded, Joss said, "We can prove that you are truly the heir to the Dragon King's knowledge. The God of Medicine." The Dragon King's knowledge? What Medical God? Come on, Ethan rolled his eyes lazily. Even so, Ethan remained composed. "Tell me!" Ethan finally decided to give them a chance, even though he was sure that the two people in front of him were just crazy people with a lot of fantasies in their heads.