The Doctor's Daughter

Chapter 13

*2 months later*
Carl and I have been harassed in every way possible. We have had to take turns watching the other getting beaten. We have been abused physically and mentally. I have come to believe that the doctor is never coming for me, that Carl and I are going to be hopelessly trapped forever. However, I'm sort of getting used to this way of living. Carl and I are still dating, and he is always trying to protect me. In school, no one dares to mess with me. With my evil family, they let Carl and me share a room so they could beat both of us, making sure he won't tell anyone about it, too. But sometimes he protects me with the devilish family, too; I do something wrong, and he takes all the blame for it. I can't convince him to stop doing that, he says that he loves me too much to watch me suffer.
I love him, and he loves me. If the real doctor never came back, I would still be somewhat happy. As long as Carl is with me, I know that there is something worth living for.
We now are at school, dreading going home. Before we left, Amy told us that we were in big trouble when we got home, because we didn't clean the house as spotless as she had wanted. Under the table that we sit at, we hold hands. I'm shaking in anticipation of what could happen.
And our bruises are worse then ever. I have to cover them up at least three times a day. I think a couple of my ribs are broken, and the scars on my back are so deep that it hurts to move. Not to mention that Carl has worse then I do. "Emily, what's the answer to the problem I just asked?" The teacher asks me, snapping me out of my zone. She knows that I wasn't paying attention, and taps her foot impatiently. I stutter, trying to remember what she was saying. My face turns red with embarrassment, and I clutch Carl's hand tighter.
Everyone is staring at me and snickering slightly. Carl glares daggers at my classmates, and whispers the answer to the problem under his breath to me. Quickly, I say 'x = 47y +52n'. The teacher nods her head and continues with the lesson. The class stops staring at me, and my face color returns to normal. Carl protected me again. I whisper a quiet thank you to Carl, which he smiles in return for.
A voice interrupts the lesson from the loudspeaker. "Emily Smith and Carl
Reynolds please go to the office ready to go." I gulp noisily, and Carl and I begin to pack our things. We leave class, scurrying down the halls reluctantly. Frankly, I have absolutely no clue why we are leaving school early. I voice this to Carl, and he shrugs in response. We get to the office, and the doctor stands waiting, grinning, but not evilly. He is good at acting around adults. He signs us out and walks out of the school. Carl and I follow in fear.
He walks the opposite way of where we live, into the fields where Carl found me two months ago. I don't ask where we are going, scared that asking will be annoying to him. Suddenly, I stop short, my heart freezing in my chest. No. No way. Carl stops walking too, puzzled as to why I stopped.
The doctor turns around and smiles at me. Without a second thought, I drop all my things and run into the doctor's open arms, hugging him and crying. The tardis stands in the distance where I saw it, as blue and welcoming as ever. Carl looks at me embracing the doctor, shocked. I squirm out of the hug, happier then ever. "Carl, this is the real doctor, the one from my universe." I say cheerfully. Carl squints at the doctor, then smiles crookedly, a genuine smile. They shake hands, not exchanging words.
"Alright Emily, say goodbye to your friend now so we can go home." The doctor says, clapping his hands together. Shocked, I grab Carls hand, holding it in mine. "No, either he comes with us, or I don't go with you." I retort seriously. The doctor looks surprised. He walks into the tardis to go talk to the others about the odd situation.
"Emily! Don't stay here for me!" Carl whisper/shouts. I shake my head and smile. "I love you, Carl. And, the doctor will let you come. But you have to promise me that you will never mention what the fake doctor and others did to me and you. They can't know, please." I practically beg him to not tell them. Eventually, he sighs and mutters a quick 'I promise'.
The doctor comes back out, smiling. "Carl can come." he says, slightly pushing us into the tardis. We walk in, and I immediately hug River and Amy. After we all get over how much we missed each other, they all sit across from me and Carl, about to interrogate us.
"What were the other us like?" River asks curiously. "Well," I begin. "River, yours was less... independent. She would do whatever the other doctor and Amy said. Amy, yours was...... quiet and cranky. Doctor, yours was very, ummm....." I look at Carl hopelessly, not finishing the sentence. He picks it up. "Very stupid, and anything but a leader." Carl says. I nod, thinking that we took fractions of the truth and mixed them with lies.
The doctor thinks about what we said, not accepting it as quickly as Amy and River did. Eventually, he looks like he came to a resolution. "Okay. Well get into your bathing suits! We left them in the bathroom for you, go get changed! We are going to Hawaii for a celebration." He cheers, yet watches our responses with careful eyes. My mouth hangs slightly open, and Carl looks absolutely terrified. I grab his hand and pull him up, practically dragging him to the bathroom.
Once we get in, I lock the door and turn to Carl. "We can't wear bathing suits! They will see the bruises! And the makeup to cover all of our injuries will wash off in the ocean!" Carl says, panicking. I take a deep breath, trying to think of what we could do. Sullen and depressed, I glance at the bikini they set out for me, and the swim shorts for him.
"We aren't going to go there. I'm going to tell them that I don't want to go to the beach, I want to go to a different planet, okay?" I assure Carl. He nods, and we leave the bathroom. As soon as the doctor sees us, he stands up and holds both of our hands, bringing us to a different room in the tardis; my old room. He locks the door and summons for us to sit on the bed. We sit, nervous.
"You guys lied to me and the others. They haven't caught on yet, but I have. What is the truth about our other us?" The doctor asks calmly. I squirm, uncomfortable. The doctor stands up and thrusts his hand out to me. I flinch back, closing my eyes and waiting for the hit. After a second, I open my eyes and see the doctor looking at me sadly. "I was just going to hold my hand out for you to give me what's in your pocket, but I think I now know the truth." He says grimly. Carl holds my hand reassuringly.
"Did they hurt you, Emily?" The doctor asks, though he already knows the answer. I shake my head, lying. The doctor asks me to leave the room so he could talk to Carl. I get up, giving Carl a begging look. then I leave, closing the door behind me.
*
Carls POV
I sit, looking at the doctor and not saying a word. "Carl," he starts. "I can ease her pain. Just tell me what they did to her. Please." The doctor pleads. I don't even know where to begin. "They beat her, before she met me. Once she did, I defended her against them, and then they kept me living with them, and hurt both of us." I say, shifting in my seat.
The doctor looks broken. "What injuries in total for her?" He asks. I reply sadly. "Bruised rib cage, black eye, broken nose, belt scars on her back, and her arms and legs are pretty bruised up too." The doctor thinks for a second. "They didn't do anything else to her, did they?" He asks. I feel like I'm betraying Emily by telling the doctor all of this, but I'm just trying to keep her safe. I sigh loudly. "The other you touched her and raped her, there was nothing I could do." I start to cry. "Sh-she couldn't escape, and I tried everything, an-and" I can't finish, I just start sobbing hysterically.
The doctor comforts me, awkwardly hugging me. Eventually, I pull away, sniffling. "You can't tell her that I told you anything, please. Pretend to find out a different way." I beg, wiping the tears off my face. The doctor agrees, and then he leaves. An hour or so passes before Emily comes in. When she does, her face is tearstained and all her injuries are showing.
"Emily? I ask, wondering what happened. She comes and sits on top of me, crying into my shoulder. Surprised, I comfort her. After she is all cried out, she pulls away. "The doctor knows." She whispers hoarsely. "He talked to me in his room, and my hands were covered in water because I washed them. I somehow forgot they were wet and rubbed my face, and the makeup covering my black eye and my broken nose came off. He saw and was not only horrified, but he also insisted upon seeing my back and my ribs, and asked if the other him touched me and I-I-" Emily breaks down and starts balling into my shoulder again.
"But now he can heal your injuries and everything will be okay." I reassure her. She agrees wearily, still crying. I want to fix this for her, badly. I go to say something to her, but I look and smile instead. She fell asleep on my shoulder. I get under the covers with her laying on me, sound asleep. Emily is so cute when she is sleeping. She is so brave. I want to do whatever I can to help her, and I will. I swear to myself that I will.
Emily's POV
I dream that I'm with the evil family again, that I'm in the basement. The lights are off. I don't know why I came down here in the first place. I find a light switch and flick it on. In the middle of the floor, Carl lays, unconscious. I take a step closer, then drop to my knees with a sob. Blood pools around Carl, and a knife sticks out of his chest. His eyes are wide and open, but unseeing. He is dead. They killed him. I scream as loud as I can, wailing and balling over his body.
I wake up with a jolt, sweat trickling down my forehead. Carl stares, already hugging me. He is alive. It was just a nightmare. Thank god. I sit up and kiss him with no warning. A little surprised, he kisses back. After a minute or so we break away, and I stare into his very alive eyes. "Nightmare?" He whispers with a small smile. I nod, and lay my head on his chest. I calm down, and fall asleep listening to his steady heartbeat thumping in his chest.
*
I wake up in the morning this time, having slept through the rest of my nightmares. Carl is changing out of his pajamas into a new outfit by the dresser in my room. I watch take off his shirt, mesmerized by his abs. His back is pretty torn up, belt scars overlapping each other, worse than mine. "I know your watching me," Carl says with his back still turned to me. Surprised and embarrassed, I blush. He turns around, smirking. I sit up as he comes over to me, still with no shirt on. He sits across from me, still grinning crookedly.
"Like what you see?" He asks teasingly, licking his lips. I push him down so he lays on his back, then lay on top of him. He puts his hand in the small of my back, pressing me closer. Our faces are about an inch away from each other. I grin. "Of coarse I like what I see." I say in a joking manner, but serious at the same time. I close the gap, kissing him profoundly. He grabs a fistful of my hair, pulling me deeper into the kiss. Still kissing, Carl gets up, carrying me and placing me on the dresser. I wrap my legs around him, and in the kiss tongues are being exchanged. He puts his hands midway up my shirt, and I run my hands down his six pack. It's getting out of hand, and we are in a full make out session.
Suddenly, I hear an obnoxious cough come from my doorway. Carl and I abruptly break away, and I blush, caught. The doctor stands leaning against my now open door with his arms crossed and a grin on his face. "I tried knocking." He says, still grinning. Carl helps me down from my dresser. I look at the doctor, and I'm actually quite lightheaded and giddy. "Don't tell my mums, please, doctor." I plead, my tone still light.
The doctor looks at Carl with an eyebrow raised comically. Carl gives in. "Don't tell them, please, sir." He begs the doctor as he tries to catch his breath from the kiss, smiling. The doctor nods. "Fine, but if they find out that you guys made out... I knew nothing." The doctor raises his hands in mock surrender as he says it. "And," he continues. "I came up here to tell you guys to get ready for going to visit some of my long lost friends. Be presentable, please." The doctor winks at us after he says it, then leaves my room and shuts the door behind him.
I lock it after he leaves, and we quickly finish getting changed. "Now," Carl says, pressing me against the wall like he did that time on the warehouse wall, with his hands by either side of my face. "Where were we?" He asks, smirking. We continue where we left off, only this time my legs are wrapped around him and my back is pressed against the wall, his one hand holding me by my bum so I don't fall. The other hand is twisted in my hair, and we make out for a while. The thing that interrupts us this time is an impatient knock at my door.
"What are you guys doing in there? Hurry up, we are about to go out there." Amy calls, basically clueless. I hear her heels clicking all the way down the hall, leaving. Carl puts me down, and I smile. I'm so petite and short compared to him, so I have to go on my tiptoes to kiss him, unless I'm sitting somewhere that makes me equal to his hight.
Realizing that everyone already went outside the tardis, we go to leave, but the doors immediately seal shut. We are stuck in the control room, and every door in the tardis closes at the same time, making a huge echo of one, big, slammed door. The tardis shutters, then flys up into the air, above the planet we had landed on. It spirals out of control, sending me crashing into Carl, who then proceeds to hold me with him. We go sliding every which way, and a few parts of the control panel burst into flames. Carl hangs on to one of the poles surrounding the control room and the stairs. I break free of his grip, and though he cries out for me to come back, I grab onto the console.
Coughing from the ash and fire going into my lungs, I push the 'emergency shutdown' button that the doctor told me would kill the tardis for 24 hours, suspending us over whatever area we were supposed to be in. Everything shuts down, the lights and all electricity powering off. The fires are still there, but since the tardis isnt flying crazily anymore, I grab the fire extinguisher and out them out.
I then proceed to hit the emergency holographic communication between me and the doctor, which works without the tardis's energy. It rings a few times, then a shaky holograph of the doctor shows up. "Where the hell did you take my tardis?" The doctor yells angrily. I answer with just as much anger. "Your precious tardis locked us in here and spiraled out of control, and I had to hit the emergency shutdown button so it wouldn't kill us. Then I put out the several fires that had erupted in the process of the tardis trying to KILL US!" My voice had raised to a scream.
Carl gets up and comes to stand next to me. "What do we do, sir?" He asks the doctor unsurely. The doctor responds with a shake of his head. "You, Carl, your job is to keep Emily from getting into trouble in my tardis. Emily, just stay put, once the 24 hours are over you have to pull the big lever and crank the swirly thingy to 30 degrees. That should bring you guys to us. If it doesn't, call me on the hologram again. Until then, leave us alone, don't brake the tardis, and good luck." After he says that, I hang up the hologram and sigh.

Hey guys! So they are saved from the parallel universe and that family (for now😉). Plus, they are trapped in a wild tardis. They just can't win, can they? Anyways, comment on what you think about it, and what should happen in the future of this story. Give me shoutouts and I will give you some! Thank you for all the followers OMG! This is AMAZNGGG! And I prob will not be able to update for a while because I'm grounded, sorry. I will try as soon as I can! Can we try for possibly 1000 views 😏 prob not, but I challenge you. Love you darlings!