Drag

                                    

                                          

You are thrown into near darkness as The Doctor's limp hand drops the sonic, where it bounces off a bone and clatters soundlessly to the lake bed. 
Frantically, you wave your hand in front of their faces but they barely blink. 
Really panicking now, you sense movement ahead and squint, finding Yaz tangled and unmoving, eyes eerily open, in a web of the glowing reeds. 
You want to run to her but you don't dare leave Jenny and The Doctor who are slowly but surely making their way towards a different patch of reeds in zombie like movements, faces entirely devoid of any emotion. 
It is clear the glowing water grass has put them into some sort of hypnosis, but you are clueless as to how to undo it. 
You remember how The Doctor unlocked your restraints with the sonic and scoop it from the bed, grateful it is shiny and metallic so somewhat visible. 
You reach and seize it feeling for a button but fail to find one as you sprint slowly over to where Yaz lies, brown eyes staring unseeingly above her. 
Losing hope, you aim the sonic at the reeds and hope for the best. 
To your absolute surprise it lights up, and you feel the dull vibrations ripple through the water as the restraining reeds begin to retreat from the woman's body. 
Without hesitation you grab her arm and tug with all your strength, ignoring the fear that clenches over your heart at the physical contact. 
With one last wrench she begins to float upwards. 
You believe she is breathing, but still in a state of the trance. You pull her painstakingly slowly to where you know the other two wait, but they've made progress. 
Fear chills your spine as you spot them nearing a patch of the silver plants, arms outstretched and faces dazed. 
You scramble over and pull them away, beginning to tug them to the surface, but the combined weight of all three of them is slowing you down, and you can just make out the plants beginning to unfurl and reach towards you. 
Seizing energy reserves you didn't know you had, you paddle as hard as you can, dragging the dead weight behind you. 
All three faces all still devoid of expression, but it is The Doctor's blank hazel eyes that scare you the most. 
Usually so full of life, you imagine this is what undying grief would do to them. 
Like the grief of losing one of you. 
You know progress is being made as the deep teal colour turns to a lighter shade, and you begin to make out light reflections from the surface. 
You maintain the furious paddling, determined to put as much distance between you and those reeds as possible, but you are beginning to slow down from exhaustion. 
It is then that you feel someone's wrist twitch beneath your grasp. 
Taking a moment to look down, you feel you could cry in relief as The Doctor slowly shakes her head and takes in her surroundings, blinking dizzily. 
She looks up and you smile as reassuringly as you can with the sonic between your teeth. 
She looks puzzled but quickly understands, relieving you of Yaz and beginning to drag the human to the surface. 
They pass you and are soon ahead, the weight of just Jenny feeling almost light to pull behind you. It is then that you feel a huge jerk, and your progress stops. 
You look down in alarm and watch as a particularly long reed wraps itself almost caressingly around her ankle. 
Unexpected anger floods you, and all you can think is "not her".
Using the hand that isn't clenched around her forearm, you retrieve the sonic from your mouth and point it determinedly at the reed which instantly snaps and retreats in answer to the glowing yellow light. 
You grin triumphantly and continue your progress. 15 feet, 10 feet. 5 feet, 4,3,2,1 your face breaks the surface with a huge gasp, not that there was any shortage of air down there, and you hear someone thrashing around behind you. 
Jenny is gasping and blinking, rubbing her eyes with her free hand as you begin to tow her to the nearby bank. 
You've ended up much further from the ledge you started off at. 
Finally your feet reach solid ground, and your muscles scream with the extra work of dragging her onto shore where you both lie panting. 
Feet away you take in The Doctor, but something is wrong. 
She is panicked and performing CPR on Yaz's lifeless form, and you feel as though ice has been thrown down your neck. 
Dry sobs come from the Time Lord as she tries desperately to revive the girl with no response, finally placing her mouth over the human's and slowly inflating her chest. 
It is then that Yaz's eyes fly open and she rolls onto her side, retching and shaking. 
Both you and an The Doctor breathe out, giddy smiles on your faces as the Time Lady hugs the human with a grip that tells you she will never let go. 
Exhausted, you close your eyes and lie back on the beach. Everyone is safe and everyone is alive. You saved them. Yaz, The Doctor... and Jenny. 
You smile.
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Yaz repeatedly assures The Doctor she is fine, but The Doctor refuses to stop shooting worries glances in her direction. 
She takes special care to check Yaz over once you all make it back to the Tardis, then Jenny too. 
You refuse at first to let her check you, insisting you were fine. Eventually you give in to her annoying persistence.
You stare into the distance as she scans you with her sonic and mutters some medical terms under her breath.
"(Y/n) are you listening to me?" She says, pulling you from your spiralling chain of thought. You nod and she sighs.
"Thank you (Y/n), for getting us out of there." She says sincerely and you blink in surprise. Of course.
"I know that must have been very difficult for you, and I dread to think what would have happened if you hadn't have saved us." You shrug, avoiding her eyes.
"(Y/n) is there something wrong?" She asks mildly. You shake your head then pause, changing your mind.
"It didn't affect me" you whisper.
"No" says The Doctor in surprise.
"Why?" You say, dreading the answer.
"I really don't know" she says gently, "maybe your mind just works differently"
"You mean I'm broken" you says, head dropping further.
"No, that's not what I mean at all" she says sensing your despair. "I believe you were stronger than us, (Y/n)? I really do" 
You want to believe her, you do, but you can't help but feel she is in denial of just how fucked up you were.