[Fearplot]

[dr_robchase]

Something was not right when Wednesday came around.

It wasn't costumes. It wasn't anything strange. It was just a sound, one single sound in the distance that should have warned him about everything. There was a scream, somewhere in the distance. And then came Klaus' voice over the radio. Chase hated keeping a radio, but it was a compromise that the Doctor had insisted upon. On days like this, Chase was glad he'd listened.

He didn't even hesitate as he rolled out of bed, yanking a pair of scrubs on as fast as he could and grabbing all his supplies as he tugged the Doctor's coat on, just needing something for the trip in the morning air.

"Doctor, wake up," he mumbled, just in case he hadn't been startled awake yet.

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[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

The Doctor was breathing hard, and he knew deep down that this was the bit that he always was rubbish at, the bit when the humans skived off and did something idiotic, and he was going to yell and he was going to cuss a blue streak and...

"I'll meet you there," he said, nearly growling. "After I look in on them and Gwen and Will. Because I am not letting you just sit about there alone for hours undefended."

[dr_robchase]

Chase just shook his head, calming just slightly with an exhalation, wondering just how the Doctor was supposed to protect him. "Okay," he agreed and without a word of warning, surged forward to kiss the Doctor fiercely.

It was a just in case kiss.

He eased back, the fear still in his eyes and he was a little human boy. "I'll run," he promised. "Straight and fast as I can and I won't do anything stupid."

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

The Doctor kissed back because it was that kind of kiss, but he was still furious that Chase would be such a bloody idiot. "Watch your back," he said simply, and stuffed his hands in his pockets.

[dr_robchase]

Chase yanked the Doctor's hands out of his pockets and just stood there for a long moment. "I love you," he got out quietly. "And I know you'll come protect me." He slid his hand into the Doctor's, until their rings touched. And he hoped that would be enough for the moment.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

The Doctor looked at Chase for a long moment, eyes levelled, before he pulled away and went to go get a shirt.

"Just go," he said. "Before I really do stop you."

[dr_robchase]

"Fine," was his quiet response as he got his things and kept the Doctor's coat on, not daring to remove it, not now. He exchanged a long look with the Doctor's back before he slipped down the stairs and out the front door and true to his word, he ran. He'd taken Sirius' knife with him just in case he needed protection, but the sound of gunshots raining down around him freaked him out more than the monsters he was outrunning.

And god, crucifixes as he approached the Compound. They almost took him aback in slack-jawed fear, but he knew that he had a purpose. He was going to the Clinic, he was going to help and just because he had to lead knife-forward, it happened.

He approached the Clinic with ease, sighing when he got there and walked right into the room.

He walked right into it.

He walked right into it and only when he heard the voices did his blood freeze and he knew the Doctor had been right the whole time. He should have stayed a coward, should have bunkered under the bed instead of being there, listening to robotic, inhuman voices, talking about seizing him.

Chase only had time to do one thing before everything went black. He made a rush for the door, screaming just one thing at the top of his lungs, loud as he could and fraught with panic, fear, and terrified desperation:

"DOCTOR!"

And then it all went black.