Robin slouched in relief as the Doctor stomped on the memory extractor. It seemed like, if she saw it used, she would feel the pain all over again... But luckily, he'd listened. She was glad. Then, she walked alongside him, moving slowly as it seemed to be a problem using her legs. Fervently, she hoped that she would get over this pain soon.<br/><br/>Remembering her scar, she reached a shaking hand to her face. Sucking in a big breath, she placed one finger on the angry, puckered line, and cried out loudly. A searing pain had run down the entire length of the scar, making it feel fresh again. Tears poured down her cheeks, and even that was painful.<br/><br/>Then, the Slitheen tried to shoot the Doctor even though his arms were quickly melting. The gun exploded, and Robin gasped in shock as he exploded with it. This day had been all kinds of hell... But at least now she had her angel to rescue her. A furious blush colored her cheeks and she looked away, wincing and hoping the Doctor hadn't seen it.<br/><br/>They entered the TARDIS then, and Robin smiled as much as she could through the pain. It felt like coming home. The big room was wonderful - all flashing lights and strange buttons and levers. But as soon as she got through the door, she sank to the ground, curling into a ball and sobbing loudly even though it hurt like crazy.<br/><br/>"Doctor," she said, her voice shaking, "I can't move. It hurts."