On the Run ♦ 008. Shattering Crystals and Shattering Hearts ♦ with captoftardis
How long had it been since that shot rang out? How long since the sound of something dropping into the water? Seconds? Minutes? Donna could hear and feel her heartbeat drumming in her ears and in her head. Panic had frozen her to the spot. Panic and fear. What was she supposed to do? Stay put? Go out? Oh, she felt sick with fear.
Once the noise outside died down she made her way to the door and after some stearn words to the Old Girl, she managed to get the door open and peeked outside. No sign of any soldiers - always good. But no sign of the Doctor either. That really didn’t help her already overactive imagination.
"Doctor?" Her voice came out as a squeak, so she swallowed and tried again. "Doctor??" The lack of response did little to ease her worry.
She stepped out of the TARDIS and locked the door behind herself. "Don't you go drifting off to the Middle Ages, Old Girl. Wait here. " She had to find the Doctor, she just had to. Maybe... maybe if he was dead and she got him back to the TARDIS in time he could regenerate? Or maybe he wasn't dead? And even if he was dead she couldn't just leave him on some alien planet all by himself! Her head was spinning as the possibilities ran through her mind.
He had to be alright. He just had to be. She couldn't do this by herself. How was she meant to rescue Rose and Handy and fix the universe without him? What did she have until Emergency Programme One activated? Five hours? Less? Would she be able to stop it?
Donna paused and forced herself to take a deep breath and calm down. Step one - find the Doctor. There was no point in worrying until she knew what she was facing...
Once the noise outside died down she made her way to the door and after some stearn words to the Old Girl, she managed to get the door open and peeked outside. No sign of any soldiers - always good. But no sign of the Doctor either. That really didn’t help her already overactive imagination.
"Doctor?" Her voice came out as a squeak, so she swallowed and tried again. "Doctor??" The lack of response did little to ease her worry.
She stepped out of the TARDIS and locked the door behind herself. "Don't you go drifting off to the Middle Ages, Old Girl. Wait here. " She had to find the Doctor, she just had to. Maybe... maybe if he was dead and she got him back to the TARDIS in time he could regenerate? Or maybe he wasn't dead? And even if he was dead she couldn't just leave him on some alien planet all by himself! Her head was spinning as the possibilities ran through her mind.
He had to be alright. He just had to be. She couldn't do this by herself. How was she meant to rescue Rose and Handy and fix the universe without him? What did she have until Emergency Programme One activated? Five hours? Less? Would she be able to stop it?
Donna paused and forced herself to take a deep breath and calm down. Step one - find the Doctor. There was no point in worrying until she knew what she was facing...