My Mad Man ( A Doctor Who Fanfiction) *On Hold For Now*

Danger

(A/N) I am a really slow typer. I REPEAT REALLY SLOW. Anyway, to those of you who are reading this, I LOVE YOU!!! I might switch my authors notes to the end. That way I can BWAHAHAHAHA at you and stuff. Well that's about it. 23 READS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lOVE ¥OU xxKay

I look up to the doctor and smile. The smile slowly fades when I see his worried face looking around nervously. He turns to me and smiles. Cheeks reddening, I turn away quickly so he won't see. I must have been staring. That's embarrassing. Looking around the metal plated room I can only assume this is a space ship. There are three corridors behind us and in front of us there is only darkness . The doctor starts to walk around flashing his mechanical torch.

"What is that?" I ask politely. He looks at me then looks back at his torch.

"Sonic screwdriver! It opens doors and tells me stuff. Very important. Now according to this we're on a.." His face drops, " Dalek ship." He turns around and looks me straight in the eye. "You shouldn't have followed me here." He says sadly.

I look at him confused "Why? what's a Dalek?!"

"WE ARE DALEKS AND WE ARE SUPERIOR" something screams from the shadows. They role out of the darkness and into the light. They look like salt and pepper shakers! I giggle a little at the thought of putting them on my eggs.

As I look around the room at the corridors behind us, my eyes meet the doctor's as he bends down and kisses my forehead. He looks like he must be up to something, he can't have nothing up in that head of his. He looks at me and grabs my hand. I know what we will do. "RUN" we both whisper. We run down the middle hallway. The Daleks are screaming in the other room but we have to keep moving.

"FIND AND IMPRISON THE TIME LORD CHILDREN." They scream in their weird voices. The Doctor skids to a stop. He turns around and stares down the hall way.

"What?" He whimpers

"COME ON!" I yell grabbing his hand and dragging him into a room. The room has multiple crates and boxes. It's very dark in here and I can barely see. "We can wait here until we have a plan." I say sitting down behind a crate.
The Doctor sits down next to me and just stares at me. I wonder what they meant by 'TimeLord children'. As far as I know I am 100% human. I'm getting really uncomfortable under his stares. Suddenly, he grabs my shoulders and pulls his head up to my chest. This is awkward. "Um.." I say waiting for an explanation.

"Just checking something"

"Checking to see if I have boobs? Because I do and I don't think your ear is going to tell you that." His cheeks turn deep red in embarrassment. I giggle a little wondering what exactly he was doing. He stares at me some more.

"I was checking to see how many hearts you have." he says picking at the floor. The Daleks are still screaming and the noise is getting louder.

"They're getting closer."

He gives me a sarcastic 'really?' look and starts to stand up

"Do you have a plan?"

"Nope but that's what makes it fun," he grins at me. I roll my eyes and stand up too. We walk around and I start to look in the boxes. Weapons. The doctor groans. He must not like guns very much. I close the box and find another to open. Most of the boxes had weapons in them but one of them had armor. 'bingo!' I think to myself. I dig in the box until I find something to fit my small frame. Now to find something for the doctor.

"You look so cute when you're confused." he states confidently

I look down so he doesn't see my cheeks get hot. Does he really think I'm cute? Probably not. I slip on the armor and make my way back over to The Doctor, handing his armor over to him. He looks at me and smiles. He gives a small thank you and slips it over his head.

We run out the door and down the hall. We turn a corner and are confronted by humans. Oh good. We should help them get out! I look at The Doctor with pleading eyes. He shakes his head and points at their foreheads. Torches start to grow out of their heads! We turn to run away but there are more of them behind us. They quickly grab the doctors arms and drag him down the hall.

"I will find you!" he yells.

They grab me and drag me down the opposite hallway.

Well this is fun, being dragged. They drag me all the way down three hallways and a set of stairs. They could at least pick up my feet. "ow. ow. ow. ow." I say as I go up the stairs. Man there must really be no humanity left in them.

We stop at a door and they finally pick my feet up. They throw me in the empty room and shut the door. the door locks with six clicks.

I guess the room isn't completely empty. there is a twin sized bed and desk with papers. There are no windows so it is very dark. I guess I can draw. I'm pretty good at it.

I sit down to draw. I draw The Doctor and the Daleks. I draw what my real mother and father might look like except it doesn't look right. The picture of my real parents ends crumpled and thrown over my shoulder. I draw twelve more pictures of The Doctor, all from different angles. I think I might like him. I sprawl the pictures on the desk and walk over to the bed. I lay back and think about how to get out of this Hell hole.

A/N Okay short chapter I know I'm sorry, I just wanted to give you something. so maybe I will do them before and after! that would be fun :) okay well latterrrrrrrr

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