Rose woke up to find the face of the Doctor lovingly gazing into her half closed eyes.
"Hello" he whispered, placing his arm around her waist and nuzzling her cheek with his nose.
She leant closer to him and stroked his cheek with her hand.
"How long have you been awake?" she asked him, her voice slightly croaky.
"Not long" he replied, placing his head in the crook of her neck and kissing it gently,
she smiled and groaned slightly at the feel of it. She loved waking up to this; being kissed and held by the man she had fallen totally and utterly in love with. It had been a week since the Doctor had joined Torchwood and it was going well, he had brought so much knowledge to the team and Rose felt so proud of him. Rose turned to look at the alarm clock; they had 45 minutes until they had to get up to get sorted for another day at Torchwood. She snuggled up closer to him and closed her eyes, letting his scent wash over her. He gently stroked the top of her head with one of his hands and cradled her with the other. They lay in silence, intertwined into each other's bodies. They traffic outside could be heard as they spent the next 10 minutes dozing.
"Rose?" the Doctor spoke softly.
"Mmm?" she replied, sleepily.
The Doctor felt a cold sweat quickly over come him.
"Something isn't right."
Rose looked up at him then sat up, her reaction was fast. She looked at him; he looked extremely pale, like something had scared him to his very core. She didn't like seeing him like this.
"What is it, what's wrong?" she asked him, her voice in a panic.
The Doctor couldn't answer her; he just stared at one spot like something was there, not taking his eyes away from it.
"Doctor!"
She began shaking him trying to get him to respond to her.
The Doctor jumped up suddenly and headed to the window. The street was calm, but his heart was still racing as he followed something with his eyes and as it vanished, the Doctor fell back against the wall, sliding to the floor
"Doctor!" Rose shouted, rushing to his aid.
She supported the back of his neck as he came around, as if he had been unconscious, but he'd been conscious the entire time. She checked his pulse, his heart was racing, she stroked his cheek to try and calm him.
The Doctor stood up abruptly again and looked out of the window, he couldn't see anything now, it was gone, as if it was some kind if bad dream. Rose went to his side and studied his face. He was still pale and his breathing was still quite fast.
"What was it Doctor? What did you see?" she asked, very concerned about him.
"Did you not see it?" he asked, as if it was impossible that she hadn't seen the monster that had stood before him.
Rose shook her head, she was beginning to panic, she recognised the look on the Doctors face and it wasn't good.
"It was like a dark figure, like… like.. a shadow."
"What do you mean?"
He turned to her and grabbed her shoulders.
"Rose do not leave my side. Do you understand? Stay with me at all times."
The Doctor couldn't explain why, he just had this feeling in the pit of his stomach telling him that she might be in danger. He could tell by the expression on her face that she was confused by his command.
"Doctor lie down, I'll call Harry see if he can come and check you over before work." Rose told him.
The Doctor sat on the bed but refused to lie down, he didn't feel ill, he felt anxious. What ever it was that he saw was after something, something it was willing to fight for.