The Girl that Time Forgot ✧ Doctor Who ²

3 - The Christmas Invasion (Part III)

Continuing from 'The Christmas Invasion - Part II'

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THEY WERE ALL HOT ON HIS TAIL as they hurried down the exterior corridor, only stopping when he stopped. Peering over the railing Lily saw what she guessed were the same Santas that attacked Rose and Mickey on the ground looking up at them. One was holding what looked to be a remote control, just like the Doctor said.

"That's them!" Mickey cried, pointing down at them. "What are they?"

"Shush!" Rose hushed him before Lily could.

Lily watched at Rose's side as the Doctor looked daggers down at the Santas, slowly raising his sonic towards them. That gesture was menacingly enough to make the Santa's back away before disappearing as a beam up to the night sky.

Mickey blinked, taken back at what happened. "They've just gone."He gaped, dumbfounded. "What kind of rubbish were they? I mean, no offense, but they're not much cop if a sonic screwdriver's going to scare them off."

"Pilot fish." The Doctor named them as he repocketed the sonic.

The name was unknown to Lily, who questioned him. "What?"

"They were just Pilot fish." He repeated. Meeting Lily's eyes that scowl on his face instantly softened, and beamed at her. "Hello, Red."

Lily blamed the worry she felt for him as the reason her knees felt weak just by hearing her nickname. Hearing his voice. She dumbly said the first thing she thought of. "You woke up."

His smile only grew, like her voice had the same effect on him. "You needed me." Lily wanted to say so much more to him but she couldn't. Instead, he made a heaving sound, kneeling over. With help from Lily and her family, they helped him sit down against the wall. "But you woke me up too soon." He told Lily, taking her hand in his. "I'm still regenerating. I'm bursting with energy." He heaved again and opened his mouth, letting a golden mist reminiscent of the regeneration energy exit his mouth. "You see? The pilot fish could smell it a million miles away. So they eliminate the defense, that's you lot, and they carry me off. They could run their batteries on me for a couple of-" His face twisted, and he shut his eyes. "Ow!" His grip on her hand tightened but she didn't mind it. "My head! I'm having a neuron implosion. I need-"

Jackie fell to her knees in front of him, interrupting him. Desperation in her voice. "What do you need?"

"I need - "

"Say it. Tell me, tell me, tell me!"

"I need - "

"Painkillers?"

"I need - "

"Do you need aspirin?"

"I need - "

"Codeine? Paracetamol? Oh, I don't know, Pepto-Bismol?"

"I need - "

"Liquid paraffin. Vitamin C? Vitamin D? Vitamin E?"

"I need - "

"Is it food? Something simple. Bowl of soup. A nice bowl of soup?" She cooed. "Soup and a sandwich? Soup and a little ham sandwich?"

"I need you to shut up." The Doctor finally manages to blurt out.

Jackie, quite offended, looked at Lily. "Oh, he hasn't changed that much, has he?"

"We haven't got much time." The Doctor announced, wincing. "If there's pilot fish, then - " he paused, pulling out a small green apple from the dressing gown pocket. His voice now became puzzled. "Why's there an apple in my dressing gown?"