A/N: Just an idea I had for a while now. Eleven/Rose.

It was only April, but it felt like being in summer heat – unusually too warm for her liking. The unsettlingly vague feeling of being watched was constant and involuntary shivers were common despite the sweltering heat. Rose scanned the unfamiliar surroundings in hopes of finding someone she could talk to so she could find her way back. "Help!" she screamed, but there was no response. "Can someone help me?" she shouted once more, and still, there was no response. The place looked too foreign and deserted and she began to worry. She patted her pockets for her mobile phone so she could call for rescue but realised she didn't have it with her. She also didn't have any weapons that might be useful for her protection. She was never quick to give up, and so she continued walking along the empty, sandy road until she spotted a lake where there was a vehicle parked near it.

Her heart raced. Relief filled her veins. She ran towards the silver car on pure adrenaline. The blue lake and sandy shore gradually came into view. She spotted another vehicle parked in the sand, a red one. There were five people by the lake. She first noticed the man who was wearing a cowboy hat which was almost too big for him, followed by the ginger girl, whose striking red hair reminded her of a friend. Still racing towards them, Rose shouted for their attention. "Hey!"

"Hello?! Can someone please help me?!"

They didn't turn.

She stopped as soon as her eyes landed on the astronaut who appeared out of nowhere and was standing in the lake. She leaned against a stop sign, panting, and short of breath. It reminded her of the time she visited NASA, where she had to research the craters on the moon for an investigation she was working on in Torchwood, with her partner, Doctor Smith. She squinted at the man who was no longer wearing his big hat. The astronaut held out a hand. A green glow of light overwhelmed him and he collapsed helplessly to the ground.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Rose screamed at the top of her lungs.

Pete's world.

Rose's own cries woke her up from her nightmare. She gasped as she felt a tug on her hand and flinched.

"It's me," Doctor Smith said. "What happened?"

"Doctor?" she questioned, hastily searching for the switch to turn on the night lamp. As it bathed the room in orange glow, she sighed, feeling relieved to have him by her side.

"You're in shock. Nightmare?"

She nodded.

Doctor Smith stroked her soft, blonde hair, in an attempt to comfort her. He then placed his arm around her shoulders until she wasn't breathing heavily anymore. She leaned her head against him, revelling in the warmth of his embrace.

"What was it about?"

She pondered for a moment, searching for recollections. She didn't answer him as there wasn't any. "I can't even remember."

In Torchwood Institute, Doctor Smith and Rose were studying the recent and strangely deep crater that had just mysteriously appeared on Earth's moon. They, as well as the rest of the Torchwood team, believed it wasn't caused by asteroids or meteoroids as the impact seemed almost alien-like, possibly a crashed space-ship. If the theories were true, how could a crashed ship just disappear? The team had been thoroughly researching as to what kind of ships could cause such a deep crater. They were also figuring out if this was some kind of threat.

It was during these times that the team felt thankful to have Doctor Smith to assist them as he had such a deep understanding about space. He was the Doctor's clone after all. It was also during these few times that Rose thought about him, her Doctor. The one who was just another page in her past; a page she'd always re-read - whose touch could easily make her heart flutter and make her feel like she actually mattered, and not just a tiny speck of existence in the vastness of space and time. When such thoughts seeped into her mind, she wouldn't stop thinking. She thought about his whereabouts right at the moment, if he was safe on the other world with perhaps new companions, if he was in danger, if he still looked the same or had he changed, if he was still alive. Sometimes she could still feel the pangs of anger and confusion as when he left her for the second time at Bad Wolf Bay, just like that, abruptly, with his meta-crisis clone without a proper goodbye. Throughout the entire time spent rebuilding a new life with Doctor Smith, she tried to understand why, but she couldn't quite get it. She was happy with her new life in Pete's World with Doctor Smith and she enjoyed being in new adventures with him, especially working for Torchwood together. She even cherished their relationship, but she never really had closure. Sometimes she missed the Doctor.

She would then brush it all away because there wasn't any point in missing him. It was impossible for him to be where she was. She couldn't even try. But then it would be nice, she thought, to see him again… even just a glimpse.

Once her shift had ended, she packed and said goodbye to her co-workers before making her way to Doctor Smith's office.

She knocked on his door.

"Come in," he called.

She entered. "Ready to go?"

"Oh it's just you," he flashed a silly grin. "You know, Rose, you don't have to knock."

"I want to because you look really handsome when you're serious."

He took off his glasses. "What? You mean I'm not handsome when I sleep? Or when I'm doing this?" He took out his sonic screwdriver from his suit pocket and pointed it at the stereo.

"Nants ingonyama bagithi Baba Sithi uhm igonyama!"

She couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Nants ingonyama bagithi Baba Sithi uhhhm –"

"Yes! OK, all right, you're handsome no matter what. Even when you're singing along to The Lion King theme."

Still amused, she grabbed his hand and he squeezed it. "Let's go."

Turning off the stereo, he turned to face her and in a serious tone he said. "I think you mean Allons-y?"

She smiled. He was still the same Doctor.

That night, she had the same dream. The deserted highway. The lake. The unfamiliar surroundings. The sandy shore. The red and silver cars. The mystery man. The astronaut. The green glow.

However the dream was a little different this time. There was an additional detail to it. She saw a familiar yellow glow emitting out of the mystery man, akin to the regeneration energy she'd seen twice in her life. She heard something too, loud and clear, a name which made her heart race.

"Doctor!"