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Doctoring the Sick
River had always been overprotective of the Doctor. What does she do when he gets sick?
She stroked his face, his beautiful, long, bony face. His baby boy lips were twisted in a grimace, his beautiful, delicate eyebrows were filled with sweat. His skin temperature was dropping fast.
She never would have let him do it, but he'd knocked her out. He was right, she couldn't have done it, she didn't have the immune system, she was still mostly human.
As soon as he was back on his feet, hale and healthy, she was going to flatten him.
She brushed aside his sweaty quiff, he was already so cold the wet hair stuck to his forehead briefly, frosted over. Her golden tan fingers stood out in contrast to his pale, pink, almost blueish skin.
"He's going to be all right," Rory said, walking up beside her in the alien infirmary. They'd discovered the alien colonial base already being ravaged by the virus. Regular humans couldn't get it, but the aliens, whi
The Doctor, River, Amy, and Rory play a little baseball, in their own inimitable style...
“No batter! No batter! No batter!” the Doctor called through his hands.
River, standing at the plate, her bushy hair pulled back through her cap in a ponytail, bat held high, turned and gave him a sloe-eyed look of retribution over her shoulder.
“Easy out!” the Doctor yelled, grinning.
She popped her gum at him and turned back to the mound. The pitcher threw, the bat hit with a solid crack!
Line drive, right down third base, she tossed her bat and ran flat out for first base.
The Doctor bounced lightly on his bench watching her run. Grinning like a schoolboy.
“What are you doing?” Amy asked. “She’s on our team.”
“I know, just part of the game. It’s fun!” He grinned at her.
“You do know she’s going to kill you, don’t you?” Amy said, staring at him from beneath her own baseball cap, her sleek red h
Up a Tree (p.30)
Summary: This is a sort of "Doctor Who" meets "Avatar" story, without the avatars.
The Doctor, Amy, and Rory land on a human colony world where the colonists live in gigantic trees. A whole city in the treetops. But what starts out as a lark, ends with a murder, an ancient mystery, and a local race of "not quite intelligent" spider-monkey-like creatures that might have a reason for not quite being intelligent...
Start at the Beginning
“When you said you were going to bung a rock at it, Doctor, this isn’t what I thought you meant!” Rory yelled down.
All the safari group was high up in the trees, they’d hauled a huge boulder, the size of a car, up into the tree using a complex system of ropes, pulleys, and other smaller boulders roped in as counterweights. (Yblins didn’t go anywhere without rope, and coils of rope had been dug out of the bottom of every backpac
Up a Tree (p.27)
On a world where humans live in gigantic trees, the Doctor, Amy, and Rory have joined a safari into an alien jungle to find the source of an invisible threat that is killing people from afar.
They've found the monster's lair, but something is determined to keep them from getting inside...
Start at the Beginning
The Doctor and Rory walked into the Zone for quite a while. The area in here was strangely clear, as if plants refused to grow, and yet it sported some of the largest trees they’d seen so far. No twisty trees though, which was rather worrying.
Rory looked behind them, at least there were no ghosts following them.
“Any idea yet what we’re going to find in here?” Rory asked as they walked up a dusty incline.
“No,” the Doctor said as they crested the rise. They stopped. “But I didn’t expect that.”
In a dish shaped area beyond the rise th
Summary: River is turned into a child. She's six years old, cute as a button, and pissed off.
River stomped into the Tardis wearing a prison unitard, and seething. Her hair boiled around her head like an angry thunderstorm. Her vortex manipulator hung, clunky, on one slender wrist.
“You’d better be able to reverse this, Sweetie.” She frowned at the high, piping sound of her voice.
The others followed her in. The Doctor ran immediately for the console, his face wearing a sternly repressed, determined expression, fiercely biting down on the corners of his mouth that kept trying to tilt up. If he smiled, he knew he’d live to regret it.
Amy and Rory walked in, staring at River, both of them with gooey, besotted looks on their faces.
Rory shut the door. The Doctor threw the Tardis into flight.
“You’re just so cute!” Amy gushed, leaning over, reaching out to stroke the silky curls on River’s childlike, six-year-old head.
Sick River (Part 2 of 2)
River was always the strong one, but what would the others do if she got sick?
River woke to find herself trapped behind the faceplate of a spacesuit.
Her heart kicked in terror. Her limbs were being controlled, walking, without her will. Her muscles screamed in agony as they flexed, endless, repetitive, the familiar burn of torturous training and conditioning.
The Doctor’s face appeared before her, wavery and distorted.
“No! Run!” she screamed, even as the spacesuit arms raised toward him. “It will kill you!”
She immediately started trying to dump the weapons power systems, reroute the energy, retarget, anything. She started tearing at the suit, hearts pounding, mind screaming.
She had to get OUT!
“No! River! River, listen to me!” The Doctor held his hands out to her, hearing the monitors whine as