I'm so horny. But that's ok. My will is good.

[derek_morgan]

Who: Derek Morgan, Martha Jones, Jim Kirk, House, Debra Morgan, open
What: The calvary coming in after Poltergeist meets The Shining with a side of viagara
Where: Room 1D (Derek's room in the boarding house)
When: Day 39

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[thegooddrjones]

Martha was banging on the door and trying the lock. Bloody hell, what was happening. She didn't know what was happening. The only thing she'd ever seen even remotely like this was when the demons tried to invade the Barge at Halloween last year. And bloody hell, the body count that had happened had been rather large.

She screamed for assistance again, looking over her shoulder at the man as he wiped off some of the blood. She visibly winced a bit, and she squeezed her eyes shut, not wanting to yell again, but clearly there was something else happening with her. "Let me the hell out of here! Someone get a bloody sedative!"

This wasn't happening, it couldn't be happening. And yet it was and the journal kept flipping open and closed as if it was mocking them.

[goldn_boy]

Jim pounded on the door from the other side, calling through it that he was here. He tried to pull it open, hoping someone had a sedative, wondering what the hell was going on in that.

"Morgan, Martha, we're here. We'll get you out. Just hang on."

[house_onthehill]

Never fear, the other doctor is here and he's got cocktail of cough medicine and cooking wine. "Break the door, Kirk."

[fucktonofcoffee]

Deb watched House and Kirk try to break down the door, and she knew that her skills wouldn't work all that well; there was no way she'd be able to break down the door if they couldn't. What she could do, however, was head over to the room next door. Without thinking about the shapes and shadows outside, Deb threw open the window and then climbed out and into the broken one. Her arm was already bleeding, so she didn't worry about the glass. With her eyes adjusting to the dim light, she attempted to access the situation.

[derek_morgan]

Derek didn't hear any of the commotion at the door. He didn't even hear Martha. He could hear his journal. The goddamn journal. There were plenty of other sounds he couldn't readily distinguish. Glass penetrated the soles of his feet as he walked toward Martha. His swagger was predatory, more like a cat than a two legged creature. Something inside had not extinguished completely or he would have closed in on the good doctor already.

His head snapped toward the window at Debra's presence. Again, not by sound or sight. He was attracted by scent. His body seemed to be confused by which way to proceed with a woman in either direction. "Honey, you're home." While the words were something Derek could easily tease her with at any other time, the growl in his voice was something new. She was also sure to notice how he stared -even with the low light in the room.

[thegooddrjones]

Martha had been a bit reassured by the sound of the people on the other side of the door, and she had been relieved to hear that it was Kirk and House and hopefully they'd get the door open. She let out a little noise when there was the sound of crunching glass against Derek's feet, and she turned back towards him, watching as he walked towards her with that predatory manner

[goldn_boy]

Jim hurled himself against the door--with even more force once he noticed that Deb had disappeared and, most likely, was offering herself up as some sacrificial... Well, she wasn't a lamb, not by a long shot, but Jim would be damned before he let either one of them fall prey to whatever was going on in that room.

He was going to have some pretty bruises on his shoulder and side before this was through, but he gathered himself for one huge push, everything he had slamming against the door at once.