gloriouslilyevans:

I just wanted to say… hello. Hello, Doctor. It’s so very, very nice to meet you.

Med Room Miracles // Bobby, TARDIS, and Sam

ironsidehunter:

it-always-escalates:

“Dean and I were looking into what’s been going on,” he offered as explanation, “We split, and I ran into the Doctor. I, ah, never realized the TARDIS was this big.”

He listened closely as TARDIS explained what was going on, looking at the survivors with a sliver of pity - at the TARDIS mentioned others, he wondered exactly how many people were wandering around. It made him uncomfortable, not knowing - it went agaisnt all of his instincts. He just had to cope, knowing that the people here were at least on their side.

“The people who were possessed aren’t going to recover easily,” Sam noted, “We’ve seen that before. But for the survivors…I have no idea.” He managed to look bashful, “Last time we ran up against them, we didn’t really focus on keeping them alive.”

Bobby liked the woman already. She was blunt and to the point and didn’t seemed to be either nostalgic over the fact that demons were real or scared out of her mind. It was odd to encounter others who had just learned the truth and he adjusted so quickly, at least for the moment. Work now. Panic later.

He wheeled his way over to the people that still had the residual taints on them. “Yer meanin’ ta say that these people had the Croatoan virus and yer doctor half cured ‘um?” he asked impressed. “Damn fine doctor ya got. Alright, so, ya notice anything in their systems that might give us ah clue? Low body heat, sulfur, symbols or markings on them? Anything like that?” he asked, examine the first person as best he could. “And do ya have ah way ta lower the table?” he grumbled under his breath.

“Hopefully, the survivors won’t remember ah thing. Sometimes with situations like this, the illness blanks their minds. Sometimes, they do it fer themselves. I’m hoping for the first. The second one had some nasty side effects, like rememberin’. Those that were possessed’ll have a hard time too, assuming they survive,” he turned to the woman and shook his head sympathetically. “This ain’t ah pretty business,” he admitted, “but I’m here and I’ll do what I can for ‘um.”

The TARDIS nodded.  It did make sense that Sam and Dean would have come to investigate this sort of thing.  ”I am intended to serve as a home for many Time Lords.  I could hardly fulfill that purpose with nothing but a console room.”  She wasn’t sure if the Doctor had told them anything about what she was, or if he’d just sent them back here without saying anything at all, but Sam already knew that she was the ship, so there was no sense in trying to keep it a secret from his friend.

She smiled at the compliment to her Doctor.  It was nice to have guests who appreciated him.  ”Sulfur?”  It was an oddly specific symptom to mention.  ”Yes, in fact, there was sulfur in the blood samples.  Here.”  She called up the data they’d collected from the infected, then pulled the monitor she’d used around to face Bobby and Sam.  ”Excluding physiological responses consistent with the injuries she had sustained, the victim appears almost normal, but with sulfur in the blood and abnormalities in the nervous systems.”

Feeling a bit silly for not thinking of it sooner, she gave the bed containing the virus victim a stern look until it lowered several feet.  ”Will that be sufficient?”  After some consideration, she also made a wheelie chair appear for Sam, in case he decided he wanted to examine the victims as well.  ”Do not remove her from the bed.  It is keeping her asleep.  She will still be quite violent if woken.”

art-hannakw:

Idris - Tardis

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Med Room Miracles // Bobby, TARDIS, and Sam

ironsidehunter:

it-always-escalates:

Sam followed Bobby into the med bay, looking around around with wide eyes as he took in the parts of the ship he hadn’t had time to explore properly. He barely remembered to tell Jenny the Doctor had asked for her, awed as he was.

His eyes flickered to the woman that was also the TARDIS - the Doctor had mentioned she would be in here. He’d only seen her breifly once before, when she dumped him off in Cardiff with a warning not to talk to Jack (though, things hadn’t gone too badly considering, though the traipse through the sewers had been a bit unnecessary). Then his eyes flickered to the survivor, the one the Doctor had cured. This wasn’t his area of expertise - this was something that Bobby would have to look into.

“Hey,” he greeted, almost waving before remembering he’d carted some books back to the bay. He placed the books he’d carried with him on a table and stepped back, unsure where to begin and deciding it may be best to just jump right in.

Bobby followed Sam as best as he could. Happily, the TARDIS seemed to be mostly wheelchair friendly as he made his way through the corridors. Probably had to do with his dog or something. It didn’t take a lot to distract him from his disappointment, however. This ship, or whatever it was, was amazing.

When they got to the medical bay, he gave the woman and before he added his books to the table beside Sam. With his hands available, Bobby wheeled his way to her and offered her his hand. He didn’t have time to test her at the moment, but he made a note to do that later. “Hello there, ma’m. Bobby Singer. I’m here ta take ah look at some of the people that still need some curin’. What can ya tell me about ‘um?” he asked, turning to inspect the people on the tables.

Jenny had just left the med bay when the TARDIS felt her Doctor return. She considered calling Jenny to tell her he was back, but she would find out soon enough anyways.  Instead, she concentrated on making their departure as smooth as possible.  Apparently the Doctor had decided that they weren’t returning to Canterbury immediately.  She had to do some quick calculations to stabilize their landing, since she hadn’t expected the Doctor to be taking them back in time.

When she turned her attention back to what was happening in her halls instead of flight mechanics, she realized that she was about to have more company.  One of them, at least, was familiar.  She smiled at Sam. “Hello, Sam.  Why were you in Canterbury?”

She looked curiously at the other man the Doctor had acquired.  Was he the expert they had gone to collect?  He must be.  ”Hello, Bobby Singer,” she replied.  ”I am the TARDIS.”  She pointed at the two humans they had brought aboard with Jenny.  ”These two were possessed by demons.  The others were victims of the virus in Canterbury.  The others have attended to their injuries, and the physical component of the virus has been neutralized.  However, they are being kept unconscious because there is a lingering psychic taint.” She didn’t know what the Doctor had already told them, so she assumed she’d need to start from the top.

timeywimeyness:

Wibbly Wobbly Photoshop Challenge| [2/2] Favorite 2 characters (not Doctors or Companions) in six caps/gifs each.