Elizabeth's pov:
«HOLD ON!» the Doctor shouted to me, the TARDIS shaking violently.
«ON WHAT?!» I desperately looked around searching something to grab on for dear life.
«NO IDEA!» he shouted with a grin. I know I was supposed to be angry or worried but I just laughed out loud, without worrying I was about to die.
Luckily I haven't. We haven't. When the TARDIS, all smoking and in flames, stopped I was lying on the jumpy seat upside down. I looked forward to find the Doctor on the floor nearly.
I was still laughing and so was he. Then he got up. «Right: we need to get back to Amelia. That prisoner could kill her or worse.» he said, walking around the console and hitting some buttons.
«Worse? What could he do?» I asked, trying to get up but failing so falling back down.
He shrugged «I dunno and I hope I never will. Don't you think there is a reason they put him in jail?» he asked, hitting a button then walking up to the doors.
«Maybe it was just a big misunderstanding.» I suggested, managing to get up, groaning as my head ached.
«Mmm, Don't think so. Come along, Smith!» he ran out of the doors. I followed him, closing the doors behind.
«AMELIA! Amelia, we worked out what it was! What we were missing. You've got to get of there!» the Doctor yelled, running to the door and sonicing it.
«Amelia are you there? Prisoner Zero is here! Do you understand me Prisoner Zero is-» I turned around only to meet a cricket bat to the face. I fell down unconscious.
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«White Male and Female, both mid twenties, send me some back up. I've got them restrained.» I heard. I opened my eyes groaning in pain.
My nose ached terribly and I wondered how she didn't break it. I'll still have a big blue bump tomorrow.
I then noticed the girl, standing in the corner: she was wearing a police uniform and a hat from under which you could see the ginger strands of hair.
She turned to me while speaking into a radio and I recognized her eyes straight away. Amelia!
A thought popped into my head as I rubbed it in pain: wasn't there a person with me?
I looked around trying to find him, and detected him straight away: he was lying on the floor, handcuffed to a radiator.
I tried to get up only to fall back on the floor. I let out a groan. Shoot, now my butt hurts too. Thanks a lot Amy!
I looked down and found out I was handcuffed to the stairs near the room we missed. The 6th one.
«Oi! You sit still!» she said talking at me. Just then I heard the sound of metal scraping over something then someone falling on the ground with a loud bum. I looked behind Amelia to se a very confused Doctor looking at the handcuffs.
He then looked at me, concern drawn in his eyes «Lizzie, you okay?» he inquired.
I opened my mouth and was about to say I was okay but, as I did, a sharp pain shot through my head «Ouch, that did hurt. Cricket bat. I hate cricket bats. Cricket bats are evil, never trust cricket bats.» I said groaning, but still trying to be positive. He clenched his jaw tight.
«You.» he called the woman «You ever touch her you'll have to deal with me.»
«You.» Amelia snapped back «You were breaking and entering.»
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The Man From Her Dreams ☾ Doctor Who Fanfiction
FanfictionBOOK ONE // 9th 10th 11th Fanfiction ~~ 'Who am I?' That is the question Elizabeth Smith has been asking herself since she can remember. Literally. Elisabeth was 5 when she was found, with no memories of what happened before she ended in that sini...
