A/N: This story was inspired by the song "Who You Love" by John Mayer featuring Katy Perry. I will use lyrics from the song throughout the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who or any of its characters. Thank you!

Enjoy!

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"Oh, you can't make yourself stop dreaming

Who you're dreaming of.

If it's who you love,

Then it's who you love."

Rose bolted upright, her hands clutching the covers around her in a tight grasp. Surely her knuckles were white. Her eyes wildly darted around her small room, which was cloaked in complete darkness. Shivers ran up and down her spine, yet she felt drops of cold sweat running down her forehead. Realizing she could see nothing but utter blackness, Rose let her eyes flutter shut and inhaled slowly. Her breath caught in her throat on the exhale.

This was the fourth night this week that she had found herself in this state: woken from a horrible nightmare, drenched in fear. Every time it was the same dream, a dream in which she lost the most brilliant person she had ever known: the Doctor.

She saw something shift in the corner of the room. Her breath hitched and she felt her body stiffen, paralyzed in terror.

"D—Doctor?" she called out to the darkness. "Is that you?"

The presence made its way closer to her bed. Rose's eyes widened, straining while trying to see what stood before her. Her mind raced, images of various aliens running through her head. Her thoughts lingered on the most malevolent of the aliens that she and the doctor had encountered in their adventures.

"Rose, is everything alright? I heard you crying out in your sleep," whispered the presence before her, now close enough for her to make out an outline of his body.

Rose felt herself flood with relief. "I'm alright now, Doctor. Just a bad dream, that's all."

The Doctor sat down on her bed, near her feet. "Do you want to talk about it?" he asked quietly.

Talking to him about her nightmare was the very last thing Rose wanted to do. Her friendship with the Doctor was cluttered enough with intense feelings; she really didn't want him to know that she felt more than she let on about him.

"Maybe in the morning."

She heard him sigh, then stand up as he turned to face her. "Well if you need anything, I'll just be down the hall, alright?" he announced. He pivoted on his heels and began to walk away.

Like the other nights this week, she knew sleep would not come to her. Not now. If she were to fall asleep again, the nightmares would surely return.

"Actually Doctor," Rose bit her lip. "D'ya think you could maybe lie down with me, just until I fall back asleep? I don't wanna be knackered tomorrow…" she trailed off.

The Doctor inhaled sharply. "Of course. Anything for you, Rose Tyler."

She moved over so that there would be room for him then laid back down on her side, her arms wrapped around her pillow. He climbed into bed with her. She knew that he wouldn't cuddle up to her, but his presence there was enough. With his body next to hers, she felt secure, safe.

"G'night then. Thanks Doctor," she whispered. She closed her eyes once again, focusing on the sounds of his breathing and that of her own. The humming of the TARDIS began to dim into the background as Rose felt her muscles relax, her body growing heavy.

"Goodnight, Rose," she heard the Doctor murmur from next to her, barely audible. With that, Rose gave into sleep and let herself slip into the realms of unconsciousness.

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A/N: Thank you so much for reading! I'm sorry this ended up such a short chapter, but I have lots in store for these two! Leave me a review :)