Every fiber of her being was screaming at her to flee, to kill this creature where it stood.  Yet, where was her strength!  She couldn’t muster an ounce of the divine fire in this situation.  She had always wondered what it would feel like to be so close to a human, without them being outwardly horrified of her.  Her hands shook, as they came to rest on the woman’s shoulder the machine didn’t know if she should push the Doctor away or pull her closer.<br/><br/>“B...but.”  She stammered, trying her best to form words to explain.  They’d kill her, or try!  Everyone who came close to her had tried at one point.  This wouldn’t be different, it couldn’t be atleast, that’s what reason told her.  Hope, that little glimmer of hope that swelled within her chest told her to have faith, that perhaps this was what god had intended of her.  What was wrong with her!  Her mind was reeling, and then warm lips were pressed against her own, and that soft slick tongue invaded her mouth.<br/><br/>She tensed her body, unsure of just what to do...  Her whole body was locked up tight, she couldn’t even believe she was being kissed.  The feeling of the needle invading her soft flesh barely registered.  A warm flood filled her body as everything went soft,  tingly...  she swooned a bit,  resting her weight on the woman.  Her hands went weak,  and leather clad fingers slid downward coming to rest on the woman's rump.  It seemed she had lost....