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Where Only Dreams Can Take Us
Chapter 1
A single figure stood on the coasts of the desolate sea and gazed absent-mindedly into space. In the dark sky, a red moon shone down on the clear water, causing it to shimmer. But the figure didn't notice. He was blind to the tranquil beauty. His stony eyes barely registered anything; he was too lost in his own thoughts.
The Doctor let out a long sigh and put his hands into his pockets. Nearby the TARDIS waited for the Time Lord to return to it. But the Doctor had other things on his mind than time travelling. He was full of sorrow and remorse for his youthful companion. But he knew she couldn't return and that she shared his pain. But at least she wasn't alone. She had her mum, her dad, Mickey... He had no one. He was alone.
His thoughts drifted to the time he had met Reinette, or Madame le Pompadour. Her words echoed in his mind.
So lonely. So very very alone. Such a lonely little boy. Lonelier then and lonelier now.
It dawned on him how much he disliked being by himself.
Oh stop it he told himself angrily. You've been alone before. Why should this be any different?
'Because I loved her'
He hadn't fully realised until he said so just now. He loved her more than anything else in the world. And he had never been able to tell her. That's why he couldn't stop thinking about her. That's why his dreamed were plagued with visions of their moments together.
The pure simplicity of it all made the Doctor laugh. Happiness swelled inside him as he said it again for the world to hear. 'I love Rose Tyler' He smiled to himself, and sighed happily. Maybe he could never see Rose again but their moments would always be with him. Still smiling, the 900-year-old Time Traveller headed back to the TARDIS feeling happier than he had in a long time.
Pigeons scattered as the TARDIS screeched into view. Inside, the Doctor was hastily checking his co ordinates. Yes, here he was. At the peak of the human race. It was quite something here, humans at their very best. Last time he had tried to come though, aliens had spoiled it all for him and Rose. But he had solved that problem, and left the planet in the trusty hands of the 51st century con man- Captain Jack. The planet should be back on track now, and that's what the Doctor was here to find out...
He took a deep breath before opening the doors of the TARDIS. From outside he heard the sound of many voices. The Doctor hesitated and stepped out into the sunlight. He had 'parked' in the middle of what looked like a market place.
Except that where there should have been humans... The Doctor shook his head and checked again. No that couldn't be right. An assortment of alien races were wandering up and down the colourful stalls, pausing to look at whatever it was on sale. There wasn't a human in sight.
Bewildered he looked at the creatures before him, Sycorax... the race must have rebuilt itself... Slitheen... He locked the TARDIS and moved towards the stalls, wondering what the goods were. As he reached one of the stalls, he noticed that the table was littered with pictures. Pictures of humans. The Doctor stared at the pictures, his eyes wide with shock. This couldn't be right. It just couldn't. He ran his hands through his hair worriedly and moved over to the next stall. It was the same as before, pictures of people- children and adults but never elderly.
Panicking slightly, the Doctor headed back to the TARDIS not noticing the hooded figure who stepped out in front of him. As he made contact with whoever it was, he stumbled backwards in surprise. Gathering himself quickly the Doctor began to apologize.
'Sorry about that.' He said cheerily 'wasn't looking where I was going. But no harm down, now if I could just be on my way...' The Doctor tried to side step the creature but before he had gone two steps a large, scaled hand shot out from under the cloak and grabbed his wrist. The Doctors eyes widened as he stared at the scaled hand in horror. He recovered swiftly, attempting to pull away. 'Excuse me' he began, but before he had got very far something hard collided with the side of his head. Unconsciousness was imminent.
Rose Tyler flicked through the TV channels absent-mindedly. She didn't really care what was on TV. She just had nothing better to do. Outside, rain pummelled the ground. Everyone was indoors sheltering from the miserable weather.
Rose turned as her mother entered the living room, carrying a tea-laden tray.
'Cheer up. The rain will clear up soon' Jackie made an attempt to cheer up her nineteen year old daughter. 'Cup of tea?' Rose rolled her eyes and turned back to the TV.
'No thanks mum' she said quietly. 'Not right now.' Jackie placed the tray on the table and took a seat on the sofa next to Rose.
'Your father won't be coming home tonight. He's caught up some business deal, and with all the rain he's staying overnight in a hotel.'
'Oh' Rose was barely listening. Her mum gave an exasperated sigh and placed a hand on Rose's shoulder.
'Look love. You've got to get over him. He's gone. He's never coming back. You're just going to have to live a normal life like the rest of us.'
Rose rounded on her mother, anger flashing in her eyes. 'Don't you dare say that. I can never live a normal life mum. I've been to places you could never imagine, and here you are telling me to live a normal life! What do you take me for? You can't 'get over' the Doctor. Once you've been travelling with him for as long as me… You just can't mum ok. So don't ever say that. Because you don't know what you're talking about.'
Jackie removed her hand from Roses shoulder and stood up.
'Don't talk to me like that young lady. Just because you're too narrow minded to see that there is a life other than that man doesn't mean you can shout at me like I'm nothing. Sometimes I wish you'd never met him.'
Rose was on her feet now, the TV remote lay forgotten on the floor.
'How can you say that mum? Without the Doctor we'd be nothing. The human race would be nothing. We'd all be dead, killed by the Slitheen, or taken into slavery by the Sycorax. Or Cybermen mum, you think about that.'
'He wasn't all that good you know. He took you out of my life like I was nothing. He took you to all those places I've told you about without a second thought for your safety. You could have been killed.'
'But he brought me back mum. Every time he brought me back. He always found a way. And even when we were stuck on that god-forsaken planet he thought about how he promised you he'd bring me back. He really cared and I love him. And now I'm never going to see him again.'
The argument reached a standstill as Mickey came in the door, water dripping off his coat onto the hallway floor. 'I'm back. I heard shouting, is everything ok?' He hung his coat on the door hanger and came through to the living room.'
'Oh look at you!' Jackie exclaimed as she saw him 'you're soaking! Come on lets get you dried up!
'
Rose glared at her angrily and left the room, heading upstairs to her bedroom. Three months had gone by since she had last seen the Doctor. Three long weary months. And she still missed him. She still longed to see the man that had changed her life forever, putting her in danger every time. But she had loved him. That's all that mattered to her.
Rose lay on her bed; a sudden tiredness had come upon her. She let sleep take her, happily drifting into its dark unknowingness.
He saw a girl standing in the fog. He thought He knew her but every time He got close to working out who she was the darkness descended and He was blind again. He grappled in the inky darkness and stumbled towards her. The dimly lit lamppost flickered and died. They were alone in the foggy night. He was standing next to her now; He could hear her heavy breathing.
'Who are you?' She sounded scared, and her voice was distinctly familiar to Him. 'What do you want?'
'I-' He paused, trying to recover the memories that weaved in and out of His thoughts. Thoughts of loneliness. Thoughts of strange creatures that inhabited places that most people only dreamed of. His name was just in reach and as He reached out for it and the world lit up. They were standing in a lush green meadow, where the wind blew softly. The fog was gone now, and the lamppost remained as dead as ever. There was no sun overhead. The light was unnatural; occasionally it flickered and flashed different colours.
The girl was staring at Him, like He was a ghost. He shifted uncomfortably and looked away from her hypnotic gaze.
'Doctor!' She whispered and in that split second He remembered, He remembered who she was. He knew her name.
'Rose?' He hardly dared to believe it. How could she be here? Just when He thought He could accept that she was gone. Here she was. 'How can you be here?' He muttered. 'How? You're in that parallel world. We're not supposed to be able to see each other.' The Doctor turned to meet her gaze. 'Ever.'
'But Doctor' Rose moved closer. 'I'm asleep. I'm at home sleeping in my bed. I just had this argument with my mum-' She stopped. She didn't want to talk about that right now. 'Where are we?'
The Doctor looked around the meadow; there were no signs of life. Just them. 'Well. I have no idea, to say the least.' He smiled at her knowingly. 'But I don't think this place should exist. I think I'm unconscious…' He touched the side of his head where he had been hit and winced. 'Yes, definitely unconscious. Or dead.' He added jokingly. But coughed when He saw the look on her face. 'Sorry. I didn't mean it. You know me. I don't die.'
Rose laughed and looked around. 'So. Are we in some sort of no place?'
The Doctor smiled and said 'we're definitely someplace. I just don't know where. It was then that he noticed that He was fading. 'Look' He said hurriedly 'I have to go. But before I go I just wanted to say' and he was gone.
'No! Rose screamed. 'You can't leave me! Not again!' But it was too late. There was no sign that he had ever existed.
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