Chapter Eighteen: Where For Art Thou Doctor? (My POV)

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Niall and I walk through the forest as quietly as we can. We've been hearing strange sounds. I grip my fiancé's arm tightly. "Niall...I'm afraid." I whisper.

            He leans over and whispers in my ear, "It'll be okay Princess. Just stay close to me and you'll be fine."

            I grip his arm tighter. I have a creepy feeling we're being watched. Hunted even. Leaves around us rustle and a chill wraps around me in a blanket. I shiver in coldness and fear.

            "Are you cold Sarah?" He asks. I nod and he unzips his hoodie, and then hands it to me. I shrug it on and he helps me zip it up. It's warm and smells like him, which is fairly comforting.

            Niall grabs my hand and winces. "Jesus, you're freezing. We've gotta get to shelter or you'll catch your death out here."

            I shiver, scared that something out there will get to us faster than the cold will.

            We follow the dark trail, shining our flashlights through the darkness. "Niall?" I ask him.

            "What?" He whispers back.

            "What if The Doctor doesn't find us? What if something gets to us before he does? He promised us he'd be right back..." Tears fill my eyes.

            It's as if he hears my sadness and pulls me into his arms. "Shh, shh, shh Princess...it's gonna be fine. The Doctor will find us, I promise."

            I cry into his chest. "I'm scared Niall. More than I've ever been in my whole life."

            "Hey, hey," He pulls back and I see his outline enough to know he's looking down at me. "I promise to protect you, with my life if I have to. Just stay by my side and you'll be safe. Alright?"

            "Yeah." I nod.

            We keep walking and approach a small house; we can see dim lights inside.

            "Listen to me," Niall declares. "I'm just gonna go inside and ask for help. You stay right here, got it?" He's very serious.

            "I think I'll be too scared to move." I say.

            He sighs and kisses my hand. "I love you."

            "I love you too, Niall."

            "I'll be right back. Call me if anything happens."

            "Okay." And with that, he let's go of my hand for the last time.

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