"Then you're going to get very frustrated with me the more you get to know me," the Doctor called back to her as they were herded out the room and taken down vast corridors.
The rest of the hospital glowed as brightly as the patient's rooms, which were plentiful to say the least. Every corridor was lined with thick glass doors, each numbered, named and labeled with the patients condition and medical treatment. Occasionally they encountered doctors and nurses, walking urgently about the place with tablet computers and various pieces of medical equipment, only pausing to move out the way of the marching red soldiers and their prisoners. Eventually, after traveling through seemingly endless corridors and elevators, they were led into a dark grey room with large sinister robotic arms lining the walls.
"The accused will be scanned for medical history and then we will commence interrogation," the leader said before walking over to one of the walls and pulling out a tablet computer from it's surface, much like the Doctor had in Robin's room. He pressed a few buttons with an armored finger and the robotic arms came to life and stretched out their menacing metal fingers, which were covered with drills, hooks and flashing red lights.
"If I plead guilty can we skip the interrogation?" The Doctor asked timidly. "I think I'm a bit allergic to being tortured. It makes me come out in a terrible rash and I start sneezing. You wouldn't want to get snot on your nice clean floors, would you?" The Doctor was pushed towards the arms. As he stumbled a barrier of light surrounded him, locking into place as the arms began to twist and turn around him, washing him with red light as he his entire anatomy was scanned.
"Why did you come to this ship?" The leader asked, the more he spoke the more his voice seemed to resemble the low growl of a hungry wild cat.
"Oh, so we're not going to be tortured? Fantastic!" The Doctor cheered, holding his arms above his head as the robotic arms moved to allow them a better angle to scan his arm pits.
"You will be tortured if we believe you are lying," the leader snarled, his comrades had sealed the exit to the room and still had their guns out. It was strange that even though they had them at their mercy, they still didn't relax.
"I was visiting a patient," the Doctor spoke, whilst lifting his foot so that the robotic arm could scan the sole of his feet.
"Why did you really come to this ship?"
"I told you I was visiting my friend."
"You tried to check her out of this hospital without following procedure," the leader snarled, his patience wearing thin.
"I'm a rebel like that. I don't like waiting," the Doctor said with a shrug causing the leader to let out another snarl of annoyance.
"Things aren't looking good for you, Doctor. Once we have your full body scan we will be able to take great care in causing as much pain to the most delicate parts of your body. Your suffering will last for a long time, until eventually we have the truth from you," the leader waltzed up to the force and seemed to stare through his visor at the Doctor, as if taking in his prey and savoring every moment. "Pray to Sontari for mercy. Perhaps she will be kind and rid you of your life after a few hours."
A blaring alarm suddenly came from the robotic arms and they immediately halted their scans. The leader looked up at them, evidently confused, whilst the Doctor looked around him with wonder.
"Wow, I should really give religion a go. It looks like Sontari's on my side," the Doctor spoke before winking at Robin. "So what's going on mate? If I'm not wrong that sounded like an a warning alarm? Did the computers find something that you're not going to like?"
The leader let out a grunt before gazing over the tablet computer. He was silent for a moment, but then eventually he turned to his soldiers and ordered them away with a wave of his hand. before turning back to the Doctor and Robin.
"It appears that our records indicate that your biology is of importance. It says in our data files that should someone with your DNA appear at this station then you must be taken to the mistress," the leader explained, sounding rather bitter about the sudden change of plans.
"Oh, well that is nice," the Doctor said before looking over at Robin. "Do you hear that Robin? I'm not going to get tortured, you can stop worrying about me now."
The force field lowered around the Doctor before the leader took the Doctor an Robin by the arm and pulled them together. "Activating transport sequence," the leader announced before yellow light erupted from his body and the world disappeared from before their eyes.
Solid ground reappeared beneath their feet after a second of falling through endless light the feel of weightlessness. When their eyes refocused they found themselves in a patient's room. However, unlike Robin's room, which had been empty apart from seating and equipment, this room contained a luxury double bad with white silk sheets and pillows and a veil of frilly cotton surrounding it.
"You will mind your tongue when you speak to the mistress," the leader growled after letting go of their arms.
"Mind my manners?" The Doctor asked with a little hint of smugness in his voice as he looked around the room. "Whoever we stand in the room with is so important that the only way to get into it is to teleport. This person must be mighty important to have such security. I promise I'll be on my best behavior."
"Amazing," a soft, weary voice, spoke from behind the curtains. "It has been so long since I have seen you and even though you bare a new face, you still have not ceased your immaturity." The curtains pulled back and for a moment the Doctor stared in surprise at the figure that lay under the sheets.
She was a thin creature, dressed in white, with a funny crescent hat upon her head. Her entire body was covered with a thin layer of grey fur and although her face bore the eyes and wrinkles of a human, it was shaped with all the physical features of a cat.
She smiled at them with small pointed teeth and at that moment the Doctor beamed with delight, his eyes wide with astonishment.
"Novice Harme?" The Doctor exclaimed with a chuckle with disbelief. "What on earth are you doing here?" he asked before turning to Robin and gesturing to the aged feline. "Robin this is Harme, a catkind part of the sister's of plenitude, worshipers of the God, Sontari. A long time ago she helped save all of mankind from being wiped out by a super virus."
"You will call her by her proper title Doctor" the leader growled, taking a step towards him. "She is Mistress Harme now, high priest of the Sontari faith. Captain of the S. S. Nightingale as well as chief healer and medical supervisor!"