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Yerfi liked the story but suddenly got up and ran down the hill like something from hell was after her. The blanket collasped on the ground, like an empty shell. Donna had gotten up and chased Yerfi away from the doctor and was sitting near him, watching him with a watchful eye. Something was nudging her memories, but she couldnt figure it out. Yerfi slowed down and looked back at the hill. She wanted to go back up there, but with a full moon and stars out, Donna could easily see her and run her off again. Shivering, Yerfi trotted to the city, some good miles away, sometimes collasping, and gasping, while other times, she just walked. Entering the city, she found a alleyway that was protected somewhat. She closed her eyes and fell into a sleep that she couldnt get out of. In other words, she fell into a coma.

Yerfi was unaware of the doctor picking her up and carrying her to the tardis. She was breathing, only so slightly. Her mouth slightly agape, she tried to fight the coma, but the coma was too powerful and overcame her. She wasnt aware of her surroundings, when Martha came running up to the doctor. Yefri was limp, and thats how martha knew something was wrong. "What happened doctor? Can you tell me what happened?"

Donna walked back to the house, carrying Wilf's thermos. Opening up the door, she walked into the kitchen and started to make more coffee. "Granddad wanted more coffee, and so I'm making more." Donna turned on the coffee maker after she poured the water and put in the filter (with the coffee in it). Sitting in a chair, she groaned and put her head in her hands. She was tired of all the secrets, but then again, she'll knew know.

Martha gently brushed Yerfi's hair away from her face. "She's in a coma, Doctor, from malnourishment. I guess running to the city was the final straw." Martha shifted her feet. "before you run off again, do you want me to go back to my home and get my medical supplies, so I can check her out before you do anything rash?"

"Yeah, its pretty cold out there granddad." She was quiet for the rest of the evening, busing her self with knitting, so she wouldnt think about John Smith.

"Myst and John Smith. She looks so much like him, its crazy. besides, John said that he had a teacher named the scholar, who names their kids that? He looks familiar, but I cant place it, but I know I've seen him before." Donna placed her knitting aside and ran her hands through her red hair. Suddenly, she burst into tears. "And I ran Myst off! You saw how skinny she was! Oh, I bet John is worried sick about her! You better check on him, granddad." She wiped her tears away and picked up her knitting once more.

Martha got her medical supplies from her house and walked back to the TARDIS. Opening and closing the door, she put her stethoscope around her neck before she washed her hands with hand sanitizer. "Ok, doctor, I want you to wrap her loosely in a warm blanket, so she can get warm. I also want you to hold her so you can have some peace of mind." Places the ends into her ears, she placed the round disk on chest and check her heartbeats. Her face furrowed in concern. "Doctor, both hearts are fully functional, but beating slow. Is that fatal for your race?"

"Ok Granddad. Do what ever you think best." Donna kept knitting, her needles clacking.

Martha quickly ran her fingers in her hair while exhaling slowly. "Its like this doctor. Her hearts are getting slower. If she doesnt wake up in oh, about 2 hours, then she'll die. I'll have to take her to a hospital, thats were the pros are. I'm sorry Doctor, I'm so sorry." Martha fondled Yerfi's brown/blond hair, a frown on her face.

"Thanks a good idea. Do you want to come with me, so you can be by her side when she wakes up?" Martha opened up the door and was surprised to see an old man walking towards them. "Um, I think you have a visiter?" Martha was a bit jumpy, she needed to get Yerfi to the hospital and fast.

Donna just nodded, her needles click-clacking.

"Well, tel him to hurry up, we gotta get Yerfi over to the hospital pronto." Martha walked faster to her tiny car, a little green bug.

Yerfi was fighting once more the coma, and she felt was overcoming it, but somehow, it wasnt ready to let go, not just yet.....