Donna lay broken and bloodied in the dungeon cellar. This had to the worst three days of her life. It started out as another adventure with the Doctor, but it soon turned into a nightmare.

"Doctor, where are we?" Donna asked stepping out of the TARDIS. He stepped out behind her carrying a small toddler. Donna turned and bit her bottom lip. He was wearing old fashion cloths, like back from the era of knights and kings. He frowned.

"What's so funny?"

"You." She looked at her daughter; she was wearing a gorgeous blue and white gunna. "At least she looks good." The Doctor frowned and set the Toddler down.

"This happens to be the style.'

"And what would that be?" Donna crossed her arms across her chest. The Doctor smirked.

"Donna Noble, you are officially in medieval times." He leaned in and kissed her softly. Donna smiled and felt a small tug on her gunna. She looked down at her daughter. She picked her up and rested Lucy on her hip

"Is it safe, you know for her." Donna asked him. He smiled and patted his daughters head

"Yes, yes. It's safe, I never would think about endangering my favorite girl." Donna frowned and moved away from him. "What? What did I say?" he asked. Lucy stuck out her bottom lip at her dad.

"You waid wone bot dwo!" Lucy started to cry and Donna tried to comfort her. The Doctor looked at his daughter confused, but suddenly he realized what she meant.

"Oh, I see. Okay I would never place my two favorite girls in danger." He smiled and walked over to see Donna crying now. "Oh, what did I say this time?" he whined. Donna turned to him in furry.

"So I wasn't important before was I?" she turned away and let the false tears fall.

"No, no, no Donna. Please Donna. That –that's not what I meant. You are special, you've always been special. Donna?" he pleaded. She spun around a smile plastered on her face all tears gone.

"Knew it1" she said chipper. The Doctor looked at her dumbfounded. Then he grinned.

"You sneak, you." They laughed as Lucy clapped.

"Yay..momma bout smated dauddy!" She squealed.

"Yes she did, Lu, yes she did." Donna smiled triumphantly as he leaned over and kissed her. Lucy laughed and tried to say gross. They all laughed and walked into the small village.

Donna groaned as she fidgeted in her place. She opened her eyes and looked at her torn gunna. It had been three days of hell. She and her daughter had been separated from the Doctor and held prisoner. Donna's eyes flickered to her daughters limp body sprawled across the room. Fresh tears stung her cut up cheeks.

She heard the door open and she closed her eyes shut. The foot steps grew closer, she whimpered when hands touched her. They flinched back at her response, but soon they returned to her hands chained above her head. Donna felt the cold metal around her wrists loosen and then fall to the ground.

The mysterious man slowly lowered her hands incase they resisted. She cried out in pain at the movement of her limbs. She heard a small sob escape the mans mouth. She gathered the courage to look up.

The Doctor stood next to tears brimming his eyes. Donna gasped at his features. He had a cut above his left eye and bruised in several areas. She brought a hand to his face.

"Are you okay." She said dryly. He leaned into her touch and smiled softly. He slowly took her in an embrace and rocked her softly. She mumbled something he couldn't hear.

"What was that?" he asked lifting his head.

"It's not your Fault Doctor." She whispered her voice cracking. He hadn't realized that her was crooning apologies in her ear. He smiled as more tears fell.

"I love you Donna Noble." She smiled, but then frowned. "What's wrong?"

"You can't love me." She sobbed.

'What why?" he was confused. He always loved Donna and always will, no matter what.

"Lu- Lucy….I ….could..." she cried.

"What 'bout Lucy?"

"I couldn't save her." Donna latched on too the Doctors cloths. The Doctor looked around and found his two year old daughters frail form across the cell. He slowly released Donna and walked over to her body. He picked her up and watched as she put no resistance or even flinch at his touch. His mind ran to worst conclusion it could. He sunk to his knees and cried.

Closing his eyes tried to tap into her mind. He failed. He heard the cell grow quiet; he was about to look back at Donna when the body in his arms moved. He looked down and saw his daughters green eyes looking at him.

"Dauddy." She croaked. Joy over whelmed him and he got up and practically ran to Donna's side.

"Donna look, look she's okay. See." He looked at Donna to find her lying on the ground, eyes closed, and not moving. "Donna? Donna wake up." He shook her slightly, but to no avail. "Donna, no, no! Please. NO! Donna don't die on me please, don't die." He sobbed for minutes on end.

Finale he heard guards coming. He looked at his daughter who looked like she was scared to death. He leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips. He stood up carrying his daughter and started to leave when he was over whelmed by a bright light.

He turned once the light dimmed and looked at the sight before him. Donna stood before him smiling. She wobbled and tumbled, but the Doctor caught her.

"Wha-How?" he asked her. She turned and smiled. The guards entered the room there swords drawn.

"I'll tell you after get home safely." The Doctor reached into his pocket and got out his sonic screwdriver. He fiddled with it, and with in seconds they could hear the TARDIS materializing.

"I thought that only Sonics things." Donna said.

'We-ell I added a few things."

"Nice." Donna chuckled. Lucy clapped her hands.

"Daudda nice!" the TARDIS appeared and Donna, Lucy, and the Doctor entered closing the door behind him. The guards stood there confused. The Doctor popped his head out and looked at the guards.

"I'll be back to deal with you later." He growled. And with that the TARDIS vanished. He walked up the ramp to his friend, his companion, and his wife. He looked down at the sleeping child in her arms.

"How are you?"

"Fine, now." He leaned in for a kiss, but she turned her head away and hid her tears. "Please, not now. Not this soon, please." He looked at her and nodded.

"Sorry, I understand."

"Thank you." She whispered and walked away. "I'll put her to bed."

To Be Continued:

ANote~ Sorry guys…..I'm home sick with acute Tonsillitis…so ya..i cot this idea from a writing prompt from LJ and a picture I found on Devianart…please review