'Then what are going to do? You heard River, you have to feed soon.'
'I know but not on you.'
'Why not?.'
'You know perfectly well "Why not".' He got up and started to pace. 'I'll figure something out, just give me some time.'
'Which you don't have.' The Doctor looked at him annoyed. Sherlock sat up in the bed.
'Doctor, please. Let me do this. I want to help you.'
'I know you do but i'm not risking it.'
'Sometimes you have to take risks.' He got up off the bed. 'This is one of those times.'
'It doesn't have to be. Time is not the boss of me.'
'It is now. You have to drink or...'
'Or i'll die. I know.' Sherlock took his hands in his. 'Your not going to give up are you?.'
'No.' The Doctor smiled at him.
'That's what I like about you. So determined.' Sherlock smiled back.
'So?.' The Doctor sighed.
'Ok but you have to tell me when to stop because.. there's a small chance i won't. Understand?.' Sherlock nodded. The Doctor leaned his down towards Sherlock's neck, he opened his mouth ready to bite but he couldn't do it. 'I can't. I can't do this.' He stepped back from him.
'Doctor, you have to.'
'No!. I'm sick and tired of people telling me what i can and can't do. I never wanted this, why would anybody ask for this? I've heard people to say that they want to be a vampire so they can live forever but don't ever think about this bit, do they? Well you know what? I'm not becoming one of those things. I won't and if i die then so be it.'
'Doctor, what about us? Hmm? What about everyone who cares about you? Do you think we want you to be like this cause we don't. We don't like seeing you like this but we are trying our hardest to try and understand what's happened to you. But if you can't understand that then we might as well give up because you clearly have.' Sherlock left. he never thought the Doctor could be so heartless. The Doctor just stood and watched him go without even an attempt to stop him, shows how much he cares. The Doctor was angering, not at Sherlock, but himself. He tried to calm himself down but it wasn't working. He lost control and wreaked the whole room.
Sherlock sat in the control room, pondering on what to do.
'Sherlock?.' He didn't hear her. 'Sherlock?.' Amy went and tapped him the shoulder. He looked round at her. 'You ok?.'
'I'm fine.' She sat down next to him and placed her hand on his arm. 'No, i'm not.'
'Tell me.'
'It's the Doctor...'
'Shh.' Amy heard a noise coming from upstairs. 'You hear that?.' They both went upstairs and found the noise was coming from the Doctor's room. 'Doctor?.' He didn't answer. 'Doctor!?.' Sherlock moved Amy aside and kicked the door down. They saw the Doctor curled up on the floor. 'Doctor!.' Amy ran over. 'Doctor?.'
'Go away.'
'What happened in here?.' She looked round his room, it was completely smashed to pieces. 'Doctor..'
'Leave me alone.' Amy looked back at Sherlock and shrugged, She got up and moved away from him.She walked out the room but Sherlock stayed. He knew he had to do something. He knelt down next to him.
'I'm not going anywhere. I won't leave you like this.'
'I thought you gave up on me?.'
'Only because you've given up, so i see no point in helping you if you no longer wish to live. But there's one thing you need to remember, I want you to live. I want to help, if you just let me.' The Doctor sat up.
'I'm sorry.' He hugged him. 'I'm so sorry.'
'It's ok.'
'Don't ever leave me.'
'Never. Come on, let's go for a walk.'
They headed outside and stood on cliff edge, not to far from the TARDIS. Sherlock knew the changes were difficult for The Doctor but he would never leave him alone like this. He went over and hugged him. The Doctor let himself melt into his arms, he never felt more safe.
