A/N: Yo! I'm back! :D The reason I've been slacking on continuing this is because it's in the 'Doomed Fic' Category, but I've decided right here and now that I don't care and am going to continue this whether some people like it or not. So without further ado, Allons-y!

Two of a Kind

ByTrinaluv33

~Chapter 7~

Inside the coziness of Rose and the metacrisis' cabin, the Doctor was laid on the soft couch, a damp cloth placed on his forehead, which was heated by a steadily-increasing fever. Every now and then a soft moan or incoherent mumble would escape the Time Lord's mouth.

River sat on a seat across from the Doctor, staring worriedly at her injured husband. Mystery had been watching her father with the same worried expression for the past hour, but decided to stop throwing negative feelings at the Doctor and to instead rant to Ginger in the kitchen on how she couldn't live without her 'precious' sonic screwdriver.

"Why can't you just get another one?" Ginger asked, slightly frustrated at Mystery's unending complaints and whines on an object she considered a simple play toy.

"Just get another?" Mystery's voice rose to an octave seemingly impossible. "She says just get another. This isn't like I lost my favorite teddy bear- just get another," she scoffed. "What if your dog ran away? Instead of rescuing him, you'd rather just get another?"

Ginger groaned. "That isn't the same thing at all! A dog is a living being, and your toy is just that- a toy."

Mystery's eyes widened and she glared at Ginger. "Just a toy? My baby has more personality than you do." She turned to exit but stopped short, turning back to face Ginger. "But I guess that's not saying much." And with that, she left the house.

Ginger rolled her eyes and moaned. "She is so annoying."

"Ginger!" Her mom called from the other room. "Could you come re-wet this cloth?"

"Sure," she shouted back, walking back into the living room with a bored expression on her face, but as soon as she saw Rose's saddened face, she became more serious. Ginger reached down and took the cloth off of the Doctor's head. She paused a moment, staring down at the injured man. The Doctor's arm had been wrapped with a bandage to stop the blood flow, but they still had no clue how to cure the poison by now coursing through his body. Ginger found herself looking at the Time Lord's leg, where crimson blood had soaked through his trouser's fabric. "Mum, don't forget to bandage his leg. He had a piece of glass stuck in his thigh, and I think it was broken."

Rose was dumbfounded. "I can't believe I didn't notice the blood on his leg. Can you bring me an extra bandage when you wet the cloth? And ask Mystery if Time Lords can get concussions," Rose added, staring warily at the knot on the Doctor's forehead.

Ginger started walking back into the kitchen. "Mystery went outside."

Rose straightened immediately. "What? Why?"

Ginger shrugged. "I dunno; something about her stupid screwdriver."

Rose groaned. "JOHN!"

John ran- almost galloped- down the stairs, worried that the Doctor's condition had worsened. "What is it? Is he alright?"

Rose nodded, glancing out the window. "Yeah, he's stable for the moment, but it's Mystery- she…"

John stared questioningly at his wife. "What? Where is she?"

"Ginger says she left to get her Sonic Screwdriver."

"Rule one…" the Doctor murmured in his sleep.

"Rule one?" Rose pondered, tilting her head slightly to the side.

John smiled, looking out the window toward the forest. "The Doctor lies."

Mystery ran through the forest, her glistening blue eyes frantically scanning the ground. She had to find it, or it could mean life or death- it would mean life or death. Rain had once again started falling, and she could feel the little droplets hit her forehead, matting her curly blonde hair to her forehead.

"It has to be here somewhere," she muttered to herself, not taking her eyes off of the forest floor. She must find it. Not watching where she was going, she tripped over a root, snagging her arm on a tree branch, ominously sticking out at her. Staring at it lost in thought, Mystery thought it resembled an evil witch about to cast a wicked spell.

A growl shook her from her musings. She sat up, only to come face to face with Alonso. "Uhm… you haven't perhaps seen a small green bush with electric blue tips, have you? And, while I'm here, that pretty blue toy I threw at you?" A smelly growl hit her face, blowing her hair back and forcing her to scrunch her eyes closed. "I'll take that as a no then."

Alonso went to swat at her, but Mystery rolled through the dirt out of the way, coming face to face with a strange bush covered in electric-blue flowers.

"Boo-ya! … Ok, never saying that again." Hurriedly, she snatched a handful of the plant and unsteadily got to her feet. Alonso was glaring at her, his teeth barred. He looked about to pounce. Mystery tried to stay calm and looked Alonso in the eye.

Voices from the edge of the forest broke her eye contact with the beast. "Well, I'd hate to take and run, but… Bye!" Just as Alonso pounced, Mystery dove out of the way, landing in a crouch and sprinting off towards the voices. A gleam of light distracted her and she looked around, trying to find the source of the glare. Her eyes caught a shiny object buried halfway in the dirt. "Oh sweet justice! My baby!" Taking a moment to glance behind her to see how close Alonso was, she bent down and scooped up her sonic screwdriver, grimacing down at it. "Yuck." She wiped the slobber off on her pants, and grinned wildly, running back towards Rose's cabin. "Yippee!" Mystery rolled her eyes. "Check that off the list, too."

A/N: As always, please review. This longer-than-usual chapter was written out of indignation rather than inspiration from reviews, but I'm sure reviews would burst my self-esteem also and motivate me to keep the long chapters coming!

Thanks for reading!