The Broken Link

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"Happy, Happy, lovely happy Happy!"
"Anger. Buy some Anger!"
"Get some Mellow. Makes you feel all bendy and soft all day long."

"Don't go to them. They'll rip you off. Do you want some happy?"

"No, thanks." The Doctor seemed upset again. Thema walked over to him and held his hand, trying to comfort him.

"Are they selling drugs?"

"I think they're selling moods."

"Same thing, isn't it?"

More people start to enter the area, listless and dressed in rags, "Over here, sweetheart! That's it, come on, I'll get you first! Come over here, yeah. And what can I get you, my love?"

"I want to buy Forget."

Thema rubbed her eyes, starting to get a headache as she was getting a vision. She let go of the Doctor to gently guide Martha further from the doors, then took the Doctor's hand again.

He smiled down at her and held it tighter, knowing sje was now doing it to comfort herself rather than him.

"-Forget Forty three. That's two credits."

"Sorry," The Doctor interjected, letting go of Thema, "but hold on a minute. What happened to your parents?"

"They drove off."

"Yeah, but they might drive back."

"Everyone goes to the motorway in the end. I've lost them."

"But they can't have gone far. You could find them." She peeled off the patch and the Doctor sighed, "No. No, no, don't-"

The woman sticks the Forget 43 tab to her neck, "I'm sorry, what were you saying?"

"Your parents. Your mother and father. They're on the motorway."

"Are they? That's nice." Thema doubted that as the woman had been upset before. "I'm sorry, I won't keep you." The young woman leaves.

"So that's the human race five billion years in the future. Off their heads on chemicals."

A man grabs Thema from behind, and a woman points a gun at the Doctor and Martha, "I'm sorry, I'm really, really sorry. We just need three, that's all."

"No!" Thema cried, she didn't want to be taken again! She was happy with the Doctor.

"No, let her go! I'm warning you, let her go!" The Doctor demands, "Whatever you want, I can help. All of us, we can help. But first you've got to let her go."

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. Sorry." Milo drags Thema through a green door, but she grips on it hard.

"Dad!" She cried out to the Doctor, he was close enough to grasp at her finger tips, but Cheen quickly peeled off her fingers and locked the door behind them. They run along a passageway while the Doctor tries to get it open.

A car that looks like a truncated tram is parked here, "Please let me go! I don't wanna go! I wanna go home! I want the Doctor." She was crying hysterically, getting flashbacks to when she was originally taken as a child.

"Give her some Sleep."

"Don't put that stuff in me, don't! Get off me! Dad!" She screamed, trying to shift into other creatures to get out their grasp before finally changing into the ten year old.

"It's just Sleep Fourteen. No, baby, don't fight it."

When she made herself smaller, she had planned to run away. Instead, it made the affects hit her stronger and made her fall asleep faster.