Slowly, his mind drifts from the black fog of unconsciousness and he became aware of his surroundings. Soft sheets, contentment, the delicious warmth of another body wrapped around him. Wait... what? He forces his eyes open, squinting as morning sunlight glares back at him. And then he looks down, and his single heartbeat stops for a second.
The most impossible, beautiful sight meets him, as the pink and yellow creature tangled in his arms nestles further into the crook of his shoulder, sighing in her sleep. Not so much yellow as golden, he notes.
What on earth? The impossibility of the situation hits him, and he sinks back into the pillows, not relinquishing his hold on her. The last thing he remembers is standing in the control room, a searing pain submerging him as he accepted his fate, remembering her last beautiful smile before surrendering to darkness. Had he been drugged? Was he dead? If so, why was she here? And why could he feel two heart beats, only one of which belonged to him...
"You alright?" Comes the impossible, sleepy voice from below him.
He looks down to see two gold flecked brown eyes staring up at him with concern, gorgeous teeth biting a gorgeous lip.
"...What's happening?" His voice comes out as a harsh whisper as it all becomes too much "What have you done to me?"
She furrows her brow, as if oblivious to the meaning of his question.
"I can't be here, and neither can you. I don't know who's doing this, but I'm warning you, you're straying into very dangerous territory, playing mind games like this!"
She pulls herself from his grip and sits upright, so she is facing him.
"Doctor? What's the matter? Did you have another one of your dreams?" Her gaze is so concerned, so beautiful, so full of love.
Whoever's doing this to him must be bloody good, and hate him a lot.
"I'm warning you now, STOP! The longer this carries on, the worse it will be for you!"
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" She yells, fear and anger crossing her lovely face, joining the concern. Momentarily, her eyes flash gold, and his confusion deepens.
But she looks so scared, so loving and trusting, so her, he feels his anger dissipating, desperation taking its' place. He runs his hands over his face, through his hair, screwing his eyes shut, in an attempt to revive himself. To no avail, she is staring at him with the same bemused expression when he opens them again. He looks upwards, searching for something, anything that could help.
"Please... What do you want? I'll do it... I'll give you anything you want, just don't use her against me... Not her."
"Doctor, please, what's going on? You're scaring me." She sounds almost as desperate as him now.
If he'd been any less brilliant, he might have been convinced. He allows himself to look down at her longingly, wishing she were real. Who with this kind of power could hate him enough to taunt him like this?
"Wow, you've really done your homework haven't you? She's almost exactly how I remember her... Older maybe. Not much, though. Different hair. Same smile, though. If her eyes weren't a different colour you might've fooled me."
He runs a hand over her cheek, carressing it gently. She feels the same. Smells the same. Really, you had to admire the skill put into this, even if it was sickening and sadistic. The way she furrowed her brow and cocked her eyebrow, copied perfectly. The eyes were a giveaway. There was nothing human about them, even if they were familiar. They were impossible eyes, eyes that had seen far more time and pain than she had.
"Right, that's it." Her determined voice breaks through his train of though, and before he knows it, she's pressing her hands against his temples, resting her forehead against his, filling his head with a golden light as she searches through everything. The touch is so achingly familiar, it stills him, and when she pulls her hands away after a few seconds, he feels the loss.
She stares at him with those familiar yet foreign eyes, an unfathomable expression on her face. Maybe whoever is doing this has found what they need?
"What's happened to you?" She whispers, her voice trembling "Doctor, please. You can tell me."
The distraught expression on her face is heart breaking, even if it isn't real "What do you want from me?" He whispers back "Why are you disguising yourself as her? I promise I'll help you, just not like this. I'm no good to anyone like this."
She closes her eyes and shakes her head "Who do you think I am?"
"Someone with the power to take on the form of a memory. The most painful memories."
She bites her lip again, in that oh-so Rose way, looking at him as if she has no idea what he's talking about.
"Nothing's affected our link. Whatever is going on here is completely fucked. I can't see it."
He smiles sadly. Whoever's done this has copied her speech perfectly aswell.
"Come on, I can't sort you out here. I need to talk to Jack."
And before he has time to even consider what she's said, she's locked her arms around his waist and pulled him into a blinding light.
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