The New Doctor

Trust?

"He's right over here! There were these things and-OH MY GOD!"

"You said he was here?"

"Yes, I swear! He was half dead when I found him!"

"Are you sure?"

"Positive!"

"Well then we should look around, he could not have gone far lad."

The doctor crouched at the edge of an ally, spying on the two voices who he identified one as Rory and the other an old (very old) friend. He slid down into a sitting position, cradling the giant gash right over one of his hearts. Time was almost up for him and he knew it. Those things, those things that attacked him and Amy were not normal. They could have killed him and would have never been able to regenerate. Why? He had no idea, but as they drew close he could feel the taste of death on his tongue. It was a very strange taste.

As the voices drifted away he wanted to call out to them, but he knew he shouldn't. He had another job to do. Suddenly swiftly moving footsteps came from the end of the ally, the doctor twisted his head painfully to come face to face with a young blonde haired bright blue eyed man.

"We have to get ya out of here and to a hospital!" The man said when he saw the wound and wast just about to lift him up, but the doctor stopped him.

"No," he gasped, "I cant go to a hospital, they wouldn't know what to do with me."

"What are you talking about man?"

Grabbing the man's hand the doctor looked up into those blue eyes. They reminded him of the sky, it was peaceful. "Do you trust me?"

"Wh-wha?"

"I said do you trust me?"

"Y-ya dude. Your not gonna die on me are ya?"

He smiled and tightened his hold on the younger man. Suddenly a sharp jolt was felt between them. The man gasped as a weird sensation flowed through him, he looked down at the doctor who just smiled back. It was like nothing he'd ever felt before.

"That was-"

"Where did you find that?" The doctor shakily pointed to a glowing green object in the man's pocket. There was no mistaking it. The man pulled it out and observed it. "I found it in my apartment this morning," he said, "it was in my pj pocket when I woke up."

"Take good care of it." The doctor wheezed. The world around him was beginning to spin. He let go of the man's hand and it dropped limply to his side. Shouts could be heard and strong hands grabbed him from behind and his legs, picking him up and carrying him out of the ally into the streets. Nothing made sense any more as the world continued to spin, but one thing was clear in his mind.

Before he was dragged (literally) into the hospital, the doctor saw two pairs of piercing violet eyes that glowed in the dark. And if looks could kill then he would be dead already.

A/N:

Hey here's the next chapter. I'm already halfway into the other one and im sorry if these are all to short. I am going to post the next chapter by tonight so keep your hopes up! I promis you the next one will be longer!

THANKS!;D