My very first fanfiction ever! I know it's cliche and kinda corny, but hey that's okay sometimes!

Chapter 1: Darkness everywhere

Rose Tyler was so tired. But at the same time she felt like she'd been sleeping for days and couldn't do anymore. What was up with that? And why was it so dark? She heard noises from around her, but why was everyone around here hiding in darkness? -Wait are my eyes even open, she wondered and tried to open them. Nope wasn't going to happen, her eyelids where like led. Well if she couldn't open her eyes it would be all the same to just keep sleeping right?

Rose had no idea how long it had been since she had last seen any light. She wasn't exactly scared of the darkness in fact it felt quite comfortable. But after a while she felt like she should be somewhere else. Even though she didn't know who, she knew someone was waiting for her. If she could just open her eyes...

And then the next day (or was it right next second? Next week?) she decided. It was time to see again. And she pushed, putting every single clear thought she had into one thing: trying to open her eyes. And suddenly everything was white.

World was too bright, she closed her eyes almost immediately. Wait, no, she wasn't going back into the darkness. Rose started blinking. There were two shapes around her. Third one appeared above her head waving an annoyingly bright light in front of her eyes. Then all the sounds hit her at once.

"Rose! Rose sweetheart you're awake! Everything is going to be okay I'm right here!"
"Mrs. Tyler I'm going to have to ask you and your husband take a step back so I can check rose's responses."
"Don't you try to make me move Martha Jones! My daughter is awake, I'm never leaving her side again!"
"Jackie I think we have to give doctor Jones a little room."
"Fine I'll move! Rose hang in there don't you dare close your eyes! Pete go call John he went home to change, he should get here right away."

One of the shapes left. Rose's head was still all over the place but she could never in a million years not recognize her mother's shrieking voice. She would have smiled but curving her lips would have been too much of a work. Besides something was annoyingly in her mouth.

Little by little rose started to realize the world around her. She was in a hospital that she saw right away. People around her, well obviously there was mum and dad and the beautiful dark-skinned woman had to be a doctor. She could hear some sort of machines around her peeping and sounds of other people in the hallway. It felt good to hear sounds it had been so quiet for... how long?

Rose started to panic a bit. Why was she in a hospital? What had happened to her? Why was that doctor still pointing her with that little flashlight thingy? Could someone just explain what was going on?

The doctor (Martha Jones was it?) apparently saw the panic in her eyes since she put the light away and started to talk in a calming voice. "Rose can you hear me? I'm doctor Martha Jones. You're in a hospital. There was an accident and you've been in a coma but you're obviously a real fighter. The worst part is over", Doctor Jones said smiling. Rose could see her mother behind the doctor smiling and crying silently. "There's a breathing tube in your mouth, I'm going to take that out now and give you a breathing mask to help you breathe. It is a lot more comfortable than the tube." Rose nodded. God when did her head get so heavy?

Doctor Jones started to take the tube out. It was an unpleasant experiment. Rose gaged more than once and it felt like it took forever before the tube was out. Rose started coughing but before she realized there was a mask on her face. And it felt good to breathe.

Doctor Jones smiled. "That's better. Now don't try to speak too much yet, you really should rest."

Rose ignored what doctor Jones had just said and reached for the mask on her face even though it was exhausting and frankly quite painful to move. But she needed to know at least something.

"Doctor how long?" She croaked once she had lifted the mask. Her throat felt like sandpaper.

Doctor Jones had a worried expression on her face when she answered. "You've been in a coma for three weeks. To be honest it's quite a miracle you managed to wake up on your own." Three weeks! What had happened to her! She was about to reach for the mask again when the doctor continued. "But please Rose you really need to rest now. You'll get to know everything later, after some sleep. I have to go check on other patients now but I'm leaving you in good hands" she smiled towards tear-eyed Jackie. "And please call me Martha."

Rose turned her head just little bit so she could see her mother who had immediately returned right next to her bed. Jackie was slowly running her hand up and down rose's arm like she had done when rose was a child and had had a nightmare. Jackie could see million questions in her daughter's eyes but unlike most people seemed to think, she actually was perfectly able to listen to other people's advice, and Martha had said that it was important for Rose to rest.

"Sweetheart you need to rest now. Your dad is just outside. We will explain everything later when you're feeling a little better." Rose knew she couldn't argue with her mum even if she had had the strength to do so. She was starting to doze off when she heard her mum continue. "Your dad is calling John I'm sure that he'll rush here right away. You're gonna see him when..." And Rose was a sleep.

Next time she woke up she felt a lot better. Well, not a lot better but not as bad she had felt before. When she opened her eyes she saw her mum still sitting next to her although now she was sleeping using Rose's bed to rest her head. Rose could see her dad standing in the corner whispering to someone who was back to Rose so she couldn't tell who he was. Another doctor probably. She took off the breathing mask and for the first time in weeks she breathed completely on her own. Both men turned to her and rushed to her bedside. The stranger looked like he hadn't slept in weeks although Rose's parents didn't look much better.

"Dad", Rose smiled still feeling tired. Her voice was quite awful but she couldn't stay quiet any longer.
"Hello honey", her dad smiled back at her. Jackie woke up too and held her hand with motherly tenderness and Rose felt content. Except someone was still missing. Where was her fiancé? Surely he would be somewhere around? And who was that weird man? Even though he looked tired he was still rather handsome with great hair and amazingly brown eyes. She had thought that he would be a doctor but he didn't wear a doctor's coat and he looked at her in a way that was way too intimate for a doctor to look at a patient. It made rose feel a bit uncomfortable.

Rose turned her head to her mum. "Mum, where's Christopher?" and then she turned to the strange man. "And sorry who are you?"

Her parents gasped but the strange man looked like someone had just pulled his heart out of his chest.

"Rose, love, you know who I am, right?" He said reaching for her cheek to cup it with his hand. It wasn't really even meant as a question. Rose could see desperation in his face, this stranger needed for her to know who he was. Unfortunately she didn't. She shook her head and she could see something breaking in his eyes. He pulled his shaking hand back which Rose was grateful for, it had felt a bit too familiar.

"Sweetheart of course you know who he is" her mum said. "It's John, you know John right?"

Rose was getting annoyed. She was still exhausted and she felt like everyone knew something she didn't.

"No I don't know him and I don't know why I should! But mum please tell me where Christopher is?" Rose just wanted to see the wide smile of her fiancé, wanted to see those ice blue eyes and his adorable big ears and she couldn't understand why her mum hadn't called him to come to the hospital the moment Rose had woken up the first time. She had rather had her dad call this… John.

It was her dad who spoke next: "Honey this might sound like a silly thing to ask, but could you tell us how old you are."

Rose rolled her eyes. What was wrong with everyone? "I'm twenty-one years old. And that's old enough to realize when people are hiding something from you, so please just tell me what's going on?"

Pete and Jackie looked at each other in terror, but John took Rose's hand. "Rose dear, you're twenty-four years old. You and... Christopher broke up almost three years ago. You and I have been together for over a year now", he said softly while running his other hand through her hair. "And I love you so much, please try to remember", he added with sad eyes.

Rose couldn't breathe.