Post by Fitz Kreiner on Sept 23, 2005 12:34:40 GMT
“It’ll be about your conversation with the Cyberman about the Guardian and other humans the Cybermen have corrupted.” The Doctor replied. “I get the feeling you’re going to become very important to a lot of people here.”
“Keep him under observation. He should be coming round very soon. He needs to stay here and have some rest.” Doctor Anderson told his nurse, looking down at Tom.
“Yes Doctor.” The Nurse replied, checking the monitor readings. “These aren’t normal!” She said standing up.
“Not for what you’re used to, nor me for that matter.” Anderson replied. “But take it from me, I have it on good authority that he is doing well, just make sure these readings stay at this level.”
“Yes Doctor.” The Nurse replied.
“Good. Now I’ve got to get up to the Command Deck, I’m needed for this briefing. If there are any problems, call me.”
The Medical bay doors opened and Doctor Anderson walked out, heading up to the Command Deck for the briefing. The nurse looked at the readings again and turned away shaking her head. Any normal human being with life readings like that would be dead, or near to death. She turned away to carry on with her normal tasks when she suddenly heard a groan from behind her. Turning round, she saw that Tom was starting to stir, groaning gently as he moved his head.
“Mr Rowan?” She asked walking over to the bed. “Can you hear me?”
“Where..? Doctor!” Tom Rowan opened his eyes and saw normally for what felt like an age. No nightmarish voices or visions in his head. “Where’s the Doctor?” He asked sitting up.
“Doctor Anderson has gone to the Command Deck. Can I help, unless it’s very urgent?” The Nurse asked helpfully.
“No, not a Doctor, The Doctor.” Tom replied
“I’m the senior nurse on this shift, I’m sure I can help you.”
“No, no you can’t, you don’t understand.” Tom said struggling to his feet.
“Mr Rowan!” The nurse almost snapped.
“Tom grabbed at a robe to put round the medical gown he was wearing, seemingly ignoring the nurse until he turned round to be face to face with her.
“Mr Rowan, will you get back in your bed this instant! You’re to stay here until you’re rested.”
“I don’t have the time for that.” Tom said making to walk round the nurse.
The Nurse moved to block him. “Mr Rowan. I may not be Doctor Anderson, but I am the most senior medical staff on at present, therefore, you will listen to me and go back to bed. That is a medical order.” She said very sternly.
Resigning, Tom went back to the bed. The Nurse satisfied was about to turn away when she saw Tom jump over the bed and make for the door.
“Lock!” She shouted at the doors, just as Tom got to them, barring his exit again.
“Look,” Tom started turning round. “The fate of the whole galaxy, maybe even the Universe itself is hanging by a thread. I know what’s going to happen; if you don’t let me out of here we’re all dead!”
”Aren’t we being rather melodramatic Mr Rowan?” The Nurse asked.
Tom glared at the Nurse, she suddenly saw his eyes in a way she had never seen the eyes of anyone before, they seemed to sparkle and burn in an almost fiery blue, standing out even more with the young officers’ dark fair falling round them. She seemed almost hypnotised by them.
“I know what the Cybermen are planning. I am leaving this place to tell those who can act about it. That is why I must see the Doctor.” Tom said gently. “Now, open those doors!” he barked the last bit, making the nurse jump.
Reluctantly she did as she was told and opened the doors letting Tom out. Once he had left the Medical Bay she made her way to a communications panel and informed Doctor Anderson about what had just happened.
“Understood.” Doctor Anderson said into his wrist comm. “It’s Tom,” he said looking up at the rest of the briefing “He’s just pretty much forced his way out of the Medical Bay, demanding to see you Doctor.”
“Well, that saves me having to go down to him. He’ll probably be on his way up here, that’s what I would do.” The Doctor smiled.
“What do you mean?” Bradbury asked.
“Because we’re more alike than you’d think.” The Doctor smiled, enjoying the look of confusion on the faces that looked back at him.
Jess, Sanders, Bradbury and Ford all looked back at the Doctor confused.
“That’s why I called you all here.” Edwards said. “When we were on Mars, The Doctor and John got to work on removing the Cyber implants and they…” Edwards paused. He’d been trying not to think about it too hard. “Well, they found something out that may very well shock you.”
“What’s wrong?” Jess asked looking round at the Doctor.
“Is Tom ok?” Sanders asked.
“Yes, absolutely fine.” Anderson said. “apparently.” He added.
“What do you mean?” Bradbury asked. “Can people stop talking in riddles here?”
Edwards stood up. “Tom, isn’t exactly as we all thought he was. Like the Doctor said yesterday; didn’t we wonder why he was so young?”
“He’d been promoted in the ranks; it was all in Rolsteins’ file when he assigned Tom here.” Ford said.
“So, he’s an alien?” Sanders asked. “One of a race that ages slowly?”
“Not just any race.” The Doctor cut in “He’s a Timelord; one of my own race.”
“So that’s how he know what TARDIS mean, and about it being bigger inside than out.” Jess said.
“Exactly.” The Doctor replied “And why the Cybermen were so interested in him. They wanted his knowledge of time mechanics.”
“Keep him under observation. He should be coming round very soon. He needs to stay here and have some rest.” Doctor Anderson told his nurse, looking down at Tom.
“Yes Doctor.” The Nurse replied, checking the monitor readings. “These aren’t normal!” She said standing up.
“Not for what you’re used to, nor me for that matter.” Anderson replied. “But take it from me, I have it on good authority that he is doing well, just make sure these readings stay at this level.”
“Yes Doctor.” The Nurse replied.
“Good. Now I’ve got to get up to the Command Deck, I’m needed for this briefing. If there are any problems, call me.”
The Medical bay doors opened and Doctor Anderson walked out, heading up to the Command Deck for the briefing. The nurse looked at the readings again and turned away shaking her head. Any normal human being with life readings like that would be dead, or near to death. She turned away to carry on with her normal tasks when she suddenly heard a groan from behind her. Turning round, she saw that Tom was starting to stir, groaning gently as he moved his head.
“Mr Rowan?” She asked walking over to the bed. “Can you hear me?”
“Where..? Doctor!” Tom Rowan opened his eyes and saw normally for what felt like an age. No nightmarish voices or visions in his head. “Where’s the Doctor?” He asked sitting up.
“Doctor Anderson has gone to the Command Deck. Can I help, unless it’s very urgent?” The Nurse asked helpfully.
“No, not a Doctor, The Doctor.” Tom replied
“I’m the senior nurse on this shift, I’m sure I can help you.”
“No, no you can’t, you don’t understand.” Tom said struggling to his feet.
“Mr Rowan!” The nurse almost snapped.
“Tom grabbed at a robe to put round the medical gown he was wearing, seemingly ignoring the nurse until he turned round to be face to face with her.
“Mr Rowan, will you get back in your bed this instant! You’re to stay here until you’re rested.”
“I don’t have the time for that.” Tom said making to walk round the nurse.
The Nurse moved to block him. “Mr Rowan. I may not be Doctor Anderson, but I am the most senior medical staff on at present, therefore, you will listen to me and go back to bed. That is a medical order.” She said very sternly.
Resigning, Tom went back to the bed. The Nurse satisfied was about to turn away when she saw Tom jump over the bed and make for the door.
“Lock!” She shouted at the doors, just as Tom got to them, barring his exit again.
“Look,” Tom started turning round. “The fate of the whole galaxy, maybe even the Universe itself is hanging by a thread. I know what’s going to happen; if you don’t let me out of here we’re all dead!”
”Aren’t we being rather melodramatic Mr Rowan?” The Nurse asked.
Tom glared at the Nurse, she suddenly saw his eyes in a way she had never seen the eyes of anyone before, they seemed to sparkle and burn in an almost fiery blue, standing out even more with the young officers’ dark fair falling round them. She seemed almost hypnotised by them.
“I know what the Cybermen are planning. I am leaving this place to tell those who can act about it. That is why I must see the Doctor.” Tom said gently. “Now, open those doors!” he barked the last bit, making the nurse jump.
Reluctantly she did as she was told and opened the doors letting Tom out. Once he had left the Medical Bay she made her way to a communications panel and informed Doctor Anderson about what had just happened.
“Understood.” Doctor Anderson said into his wrist comm. “It’s Tom,” he said looking up at the rest of the briefing “He’s just pretty much forced his way out of the Medical Bay, demanding to see you Doctor.”
“Well, that saves me having to go down to him. He’ll probably be on his way up here, that’s what I would do.” The Doctor smiled.
“What do you mean?” Bradbury asked.
“Because we’re more alike than you’d think.” The Doctor smiled, enjoying the look of confusion on the faces that looked back at him.
Jess, Sanders, Bradbury and Ford all looked back at the Doctor confused.
“That’s why I called you all here.” Edwards said. “When we were on Mars, The Doctor and John got to work on removing the Cyber implants and they…” Edwards paused. He’d been trying not to think about it too hard. “Well, they found something out that may very well shock you.”
“What’s wrong?” Jess asked looking round at the Doctor.
“Is Tom ok?” Sanders asked.
“Yes, absolutely fine.” Anderson said. “apparently.” He added.
“What do you mean?” Bradbury asked. “Can people stop talking in riddles here?”
Edwards stood up. “Tom, isn’t exactly as we all thought he was. Like the Doctor said yesterday; didn’t we wonder why he was so young?”
“He’d been promoted in the ranks; it was all in Rolsteins’ file when he assigned Tom here.” Ford said.
“So, he’s an alien?” Sanders asked. “One of a race that ages slowly?”
“Not just any race.” The Doctor cut in “He’s a Timelord; one of my own race.”
“So that’s how he know what TARDIS mean, and about it being bigger inside than out.” Jess said.
“Exactly.” The Doctor replied “And why the Cybermen were so interested in him. They wanted his knowledge of time mechanics.”