A/n: hey guys, I'm back, after a nice holiday in sunny Lanzarote, and I'm ready to do my best in this sequel for you! Enjoy! As of yet , this story is unnamed, but all ideas are welcome!

Disclaimer: Me? Own Doctor Who? Haha...

"Go,go,gogogogogogogo, Go!"

The Doctor yelled insanely, and unnecessarily, considering that his companions were already way ahead of him, sprinting full out for the nearest shelter.

Behind him came the hunting cry of a group of velociraptors, as they gave chase to their prey. He wildly brought out his sonic as one got too close, shining the green light into it's reptilian eye and temporarily blinding it. It stumbled, falling in front of him , but he didn't slow, jumping over the dinosaur and speeding up. It took him seconds to catch up with his group, taking Roses hand and yanking her faster as she began to lag behind.

"Geronimo, Rose, don't slow!"


She slowed slightly again , this time almost tripping, only to be yanked up by her other hand.


John gripped her hand firmly as they all reached the cover of trees, in the distance they could see the TARDIS, all lovely and blue, waiting patiently for their return. Their preferably safe return.

They were laughing, so close to safety, as it went horribly wrong.

Amy had somehow fallen just a few metres behind, she determinedly ran on, thoughts of how she was going to strangle a certain Time Lord once they made it back.

All it took was one tree root , a seconds lapse in concentration; then she was falling, falling fast, hitting the ground with an 'oomph'.

And then she was staring into the face of a monster, its beady eyes staring hungrily at her, its teeth parting as it called triumphantly. It was all she could see, all she could hear, apart from her own heart drumming in her ears. It suddenly burst forwards, teeth heading straight for her leg , and she screamed-

- before realising that she wasn't actually feeling any pain, which she supposed she would if sharp needle-like objects had lodged in her leg. Which meant... She hadn't been bitten?

Then she realised she was rocking, side to side , almost as though she was being carried...she sneaked a peek through one eye. When had she closed them?

Johns face was above hers, serious and adrenaline-filled, as he carried her to safety.

He looked down at her as they entered the TARDIS.

"You alright?" he asked softly and she nodded, gazing gratefully into his eyes as Rory ran up to them.

"Oh my god, don't ever scare me like that again! I thought-"

Amy rolled her eyes.

"Rory, you're far too nervous for your own good. Let me down?"

John gently did as she asked, and she winked at him.

"Thank you."

He nodded silently and walked away, over to where the Doctor was patting Rose on the back.

"It's okay, Rose, you've definitely gotten stronger in the past weeks. You'll be keeping up with me again in no time."

She coughed out a breath frustratedly, leaning forwards onto her knees.

"I...would have...died...cos I...couldn't run...fast enough..!"

He continued to pat her back, and kissed the top of her head.

"No you wouldn't. I would have fought them all off for you. Trust me, you were perfectly safe."

Rose smiled, breathing a little easier as John reached the pair.

"Rose? "

She stiffened as John reached out a hand.

"Don't touch me!"

He sighed tiredly, and glanced at the Doctor, who avoided his gaze.

"I-it's fine , Rose, we're safe "

She turned away, seething, then turned back to face him, eyes sharp and burning.

"I almost wasn't. I almost fell behind. Wanna know why?"

John frowned.

"Oi, Amy almost died too, thank you, you were safe. I wouldn't have let-"

She continued as though he hadn't spoken.

"I couldn't run because I've been comatose for god knows how long. And I was comatose because a certain wannabe Time Lord decided to kidnap me, drag me through the void, then mess around in my head to bring out the time vortex. And that was your fault. So don't act all worried about me. Cos I don't want your sympathy."

She moved away , to see if Amy was alright, leaving the Doctor and John together, not looking at one another awkwardly.

"She... Did have a point. Slightly."

John scoffed.

"Oh, shut up."

Short, I'm aware, but I am working my way back into the story, still unclear whats going to happen, or who is going to turn up. Send in any requests, you'd be a life saver!

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