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Cold sweats- The Tenth Doctor

The Doctor points his sonic screwdriver at the three Santa's and then they are beamed up by a ray of blue light. "They've just gone!" Micky gawks. "What kind of rubbish were they?! I mean no offence but there not much a cop of the sonic screwdriver. But that scared them off?" Micky laughs.

"Pilot Fish." The Doctor mumbles. "What?" I ask stepping closer to him. "They were just Pilot Fish." He murmurs but then starts choking up. He falls back agains the wall and groans. I catch him just before he falls.

"What happened what's wrong?" I ask worried. "You woke me up to soon." He groans in pain. "I'm still regenerating. I'm bursting with energy." He pants and exhales yellow dust. "You see the Pilot Fish could smell it. A million miles away. So they eliminate the defence, that's you lot, and they carry me off. They'd run their battery of me for a couple of yeAR-" He screams out the last word but mum catches him as he falls near the falling.

"My head! I'm having a neuron implosion. I need..." He starts only to be cut off by mum.

"What d'you need? Tell me."

"I need..."

"Painkillers? D'you need aspirin?"

"I need..."

"Codeine? Paracetamol? Pepto-Bismol? Liquid paraffin? Vitamin C?
Vitamin D? Vitamin E? Is it food? Something simple? A bowl of soup? A nice bowl of soup. Soup and a sandwich? Soup and a little ham sandwich?"

"I need you to shut up."

"He hasn't changed that much, has he?" Mum huffs.

The Doctor groans in agony and lunges forward. "We haven't got much time. If there's pilot fish, then...- Why's there an apple in my dressing
gown?" The Doctor pauses confused.

"That's Howard, sorry." Mum chuckles.

"He keeps apples in his dressing gown?" The Doctor frowns.

"He gets hungry." Mum tells him.

"He gets hungry in his sleep?"

"Sometimes."

Suddenly the Doctor screams in pain again. "Brain, collapsing!But the pilot fish...The pilot fish mean that something... Something... Something's coming." He grunts and then passes out.

Me, Mum and Micky carry him back to the flat and lay him in bed. 

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I tuck him in and grab a wet cloth and dab it on his forehead as he shakes and moans in bed. He puffs and pants as I try and soothe him but still his eyes remain closed.

Suddenly Mickey walks past the door and stops. I look at him worried but he just walks off.

I kiss the Doctor's head as I dab his head. He cries out and sweats as he squirms. I kiss his lips gently and place the wet cloth on his forehead. "I'm just going to see Mum. I'll be back." I whisper to him and place another sweet but gentle kiss on his lips. I walk out and into the living room. "It's midnight. Christmas Day. Any change?" Mum asks worried. "He's worse. Just one heart beating." I sigh.

I can't loose him. "Mum I can't loose him. He's to important to me." I cry softly. She pulls me into a hug and kisses the side of my head. "Now you listen to me. That man is one of the strongest men I know. He's an alien for gods sake! He can do anything he sets his mind to! You just have to believe in him." She tells me grabbing my hands. "I do believe in him." I smile as mum wipes away my tears. "Then stay with him. Don't worry about us. Protect him and be with him. I'll keep checking on you but I'll try not to bother you." She smiles and hugs me tighter. "Thank you Mum." I smile.

We separate and I go to the kitchen and grab a glass of water for the Doctor. I walk back into my room and set the glass on the table. I brush the Doctor's hair from his face and he leans into my touch.

"Y/n..." He whimpers. "I know. I'm here." I soothe. "Lay with me?" He begs. "Okay." I smile. I walk round to the other side of the bed and get in the covers with him. He cracks his eyes open and looks at me. "Go back to sleep. I'll be here when you wake up." I smile softly. His eyes flutter closed and he cuddles into my side. "My Doctor." I kiss his hair.

He moans in pain again and pants. "You to warm?" I ask. He nods weakly. I gently peel off the cover and move it all off him. I undo the top few buttons of his pyjama top and he relaxes slightly. I rub his chest gently and he smiles softly.

"You'll be alright Doctor. I know it." I whisper.