So This Is Love?

Part 30: Welcome Back, Doctor

"You've got to be kidding me?" She asks exasperatedly as she opens the door to David Tennant wearing his famous blue suit and converse shoes.

"You haven't changed a bit." He beams at her and opens his arms wide for a hug- which she reciprocated.

"Neither have you."

***

"So...run this by meh again, Love. You want to go on a wild goose chase?" David asks as he bounces the baby slightly as he walks around her apartment.

"It's not wild." She says and he furrows his brows at her.

"Tell meh- where we goin' then? Who's taken the wee man?"

"Wee? Blimey, David..."

"Do yah know?"

"Well...I have a hunch." She says and he shakes his head.

"Darlin', if ya have no proof—don't know who took 'im, and don't know where: how am I gonna bloody help yah?"

"I...I don't know. I just...I trust you. We've been great friends for years. I just thought if anyone could help me make sense of this- you could. You're so smart and...you're on that detective show now..."

"Oh Christ's buttered roll- you're basin' our chances of figurin' this out on a tv show I do?! Christ- yer a wee loon if you think that's how it works. You're playin' a medical doctor- could you diagnose meh and prescribe me medication? No- Darlin' ya can't." He says and sits on the couch with the baby. "Hen, I know you are a very smart, carin', badarse of a woman- but Love- we're workin' with nothin' but a hunch."

"Fine. Fine, David. I'll...I'll do it by myself. I will find him and...and..."

"Martha?" She stops and looks at him- her lip quivering. He tries to ignore it- but it's too late for that. "Ah fook- alright. I'll do it. But yar buyin' meh, a pint when this is done."

"Deal."

***

Pain radiates in his face as he tries to open his eyes. Looking around, blinking painfully due to the bright lights in his face- Ryan tries to see the far edges of the room, but is blinded.

"Good. You're up. Enjoy your nap?" Her voice rings in his ears and he tries to find her. It's been so long since he's heard it. But he knows he's dreaming.

"I think maybe he can't focus with the lamp on in his face." Another female voice says. Ryan tries to sit up, but finds his hands are cuffed to the cold theme to floor as well as his ankles.

"In due time."

"Where am I? I must be dreaming..."

"No, Babe- you're fully awake. I promise you that." He feels as if he's stuck on a bright bowl- the blinding lights reminding him of the alien probing scene in American Horror Story Asylum. The bright lights near deafening and the whiteness burning your eyes.

"Is he up?" A male voice echoes over the com and he tries to tilt his head back to see the speaker.

"Yes. Are we playing now?"

"I believe so. " the male says and suddenly the light goes off and he's left seeing huge spots of white- impeding his vision.

"Don't worry- your sight will come back after a few minutes. In the mean time, I think we should discuss a few things."

"A lot of things actually." The girl states and Ryan's vision slowly comes back and when it does, he nearly stops his own heart.