I ran into my room and locked the door. I heard the Tardis make a mournful noise.
“Thanks” I whispered. I then got out my guitar and I didn’t realize that my door was unlocked and open a crack.
“I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium”
Its funny how at times songs are completely accurate. Especially in this situation. I then hear the door creak a bit. My view suddenly jumps from my guitar to the door. I give one of my death glares towards the door hoping that it would scare away unwanted company. I then continue singing my songs
“I-I'm feeling your thunder
The storm's getting closer
This rain is like fire
And my-my world's going under
And I can't remember
The reason that you got off the line
You're moving on, you say
Here I stay
I'll take this pain
Yeah, I can't, I can't
But what about love?-“
The door creaks again…
“Who’s there?” I say with a bit of anger. No one intrudes on my guitar time. Especially now!
I see Amy.
“Wow, you’re really good! You didn’t tell me you knew how to sing that well.” she said coming to sit next to me on the bed.
“Well, that’s because it never came up in a conversation.” I replied
“You like him. Don’t you”” she said flatly.
“What? Who? The Doctor? Are you kidding me? Hell no!” I said trying not to blush
Amy giggled “I know when you are lying” she said as she elbowed me in the rib.
“Is it really that obvious?” I said giving into Amy’s trap.
“Yeah… especially after what you just played.” She said pointing to my guitar.
“Well, I used to like him. Not after what just happened. I can’t even tell him any secrets.”
“You can tell me” Amy said
“Well,” I replied digging myself deeper into a hole that I’m now in
“You Can’t tell the Doctor Anything! Got it?” I said
She nodded
“I never told anyone here my last name.”
“Yeah… So?” she said wondering.
“Well... I said. My last name is Salem.”
“That’s not that bad!” she said trying to comfort me
I looked at her straight in the eyes and said “Ever heard of the Salem Witch trials?”
I suddenly hear the door creak again. “Doctor is that you?” I said infuriated.
I saw a puffy eyed doctor standing near the door. “What are you doing?” I asked a bit mad.
“I’m just going to my room.” He said
“Don’t lie to me! I’m not stupid your room is on the other end of the hall! And anyways since when did time lords ever sleep? Wait was this some sort of set up? So Amy lied to me Just to get me to spill the beans for you! I’m right aren’t I?” I said with a mad expression.
“Pretty much…” he said looking away to avoid my gaze
“I can’t believe this!!! Sometimes I swear you are just such a-“I feel the familiar burning sensation on my face before I can continue I just bury my face in the pillow and start crying.
“Amy!” Rory yelled
“Coming. Got to go.” And with that she left me.
The doctor came over to the bed and sat down next to me. “I just wanted to check and see if there were any more secrets that might eventually harm you. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’m sorry.” And with that he pulled my face up and I looked into his eyes
“Prove it” I said with a bit of sass
And I crossed my arms and closed my eyes. Suddenly the doctor starts to kiss me.
He pulled away.
“And that is how much I love you” he simply stated a small smile on his face.
I blushed so much he giggled a bit. He then left for the Tardis console room.
The next morning I awoke feeling great! i was walking to the Tardis console room.
“Hey Kenzi!” Amy said surprising me
“How well did you sleep last night?” she asked
“Quite good a-“When suddenly I doubled over in pain.it felt like someone was trying to saw my head in half. I screeched in pain. “Were coming” said the same ominous voice
Doctor POV
I was wondering where we should go next when suddenly I hear a high screech.it was Kenzi.
“Doctor!!!” Amy yelled.
Something’s wrong.
I run over to see Amy consoling Kenzi
“What’s wrong?” I asked oblivious to the situation
“They’re coming…There coming for me” Kenzi said as she zoned out.
