"No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world" – Blinding by Florence + The Machine
Chapter 1: Loving a Dream
Donna shot up in bed, breathing heavily and sweating slightly. Scanning around the room, she found herself still in her bedroom, in her bed, where she had fallen asleep the night before. Donna drew her legs up to her chest and she crossed her arms over her knees and put her head down. She groaned and tried to calm down. Again, she had dreamt of the stranger she had met nearly two months ago! What was it about that man that seemed to literally haunt her? She closed her eyes momentarily.
"Doctor! Doctor! Help! They're going to get me!" She ran as fast as she could. She was being chased by some… Monsters? Aliens? And had no escape whatsoever.
All of a sudden, a big, blue police box appeared several feet away from her. But this seemed completely normal to her, seeing as she tried to run faster toward the blue box. The right door opened to reveal a white-skinned man, with spiky, unruly brown hair… John? "Donna! C'mon! Quick!" He held a hand out to her to pull her in quickly.
"Doctor!" She ran faster and their fingers barely touched before he grabbed her hand and yanked her inside.
She found herself on the floor of this box, breathing heavily with her eyes closed, on her back. John was beside her. But… Calling him John seemed odd… Why did she continue to call him "Doctor"? Was he even a doctor?
The redhead awoke again to the knocking on her door from her mother's behalf. "Donna, you need to get up or you'll be late for work!" Sylvia called to her daughter through the door then walked downstairs to make breakfast.
Donna rubbed her face in a huff; she must've fallen asleep. She was confused… Extremely. She didn't like this whole thought about a random doctor and what was it with the bloody monsters and aliens? Okay, she really needed to stop watching the Syfy channel before bed. This hadn't changed anything at all though. She was continually dreaming of this man she had only met once in her life. Even before she met him, she would always dream of him and she never understood why. You can't dream about someone you've never met... It was at unsystematic, but most nights or times when she would nap, she would dream of him or something "related" to him. Aliens, monsters, running… Oy, lots and lots of running, as if training for a marathon. It was a reminder of that wonderful day when she met the most remarkable man though, so in a sense, she welcomed the uncanny dreams.
She couldn't help but smile softly at the thought of him. But a part of her also felt a bit of heartache. She hadn't seen him again since that day he came up to her in the street and made her feel like the most important woman in the universe; such a sweet, incredible man.
"Deserves better," she whispered to herself with a sigh. The woman couldn't comprehend how it was that she had fallen completely in love with a man she had only met once in her life and for only an hour… However, she had been dreaming about him for much longer than that, so that would mean that… She had fallen in love with a dream. Only to Donna Noble would something like this happen.
Turning to look at the digital clock beside her, she let out a low curse and quickly jumped out of bed.
"Donna! C'mon! Give me your hand!" The Doctor called and held out his hand to her as he watched her run away from the Macra chasing her. Usually, they were a rather peaceful, amiable species with the Doctor since he found them a new home and didn't completely destroy them.
Pulling her in quickly, the two fell back onto the ramp in the TARDIS from the impact. Her eyes slowly closing as Donna fought to catch her breath, panting. The Doctor turned over to looked at her and she looked like she was about to kill him as she sat up. "OI, SPACEMAN!"
He sat up almost instantly as well and his hands shot up instantly, "I'm sorry, Donna. Really, I am, I didn't know being ginger was against their law! I didn't think they really would persecute you for that!"
She furrowed her eyebrows at him with narrowed green eyes. He sighed, "Would I ever purposely put you in harm's way, Donna?"
Letting it go, she sighed and shook her head, "Guess not, Doctor." She kissed his cheek as if it were something they did all the time and then both got up off the ramp. "So? Where to now?"
The Doctor could only grin and quickly led her over to the console.
The hot water that came out of the shower head splashed her face waking Donna up completely from that dream. Her eyebrows furrowed. Did she just fall asleep in the shower? What was going on with her? Hurriedly, she washed her hair and finished her shower, unsure of how long she had been there because she had gone off to dream land.
Slowly stepping out of her bathtub, Donna dried herself off and went into her bedroom to get dressed. Picking out a dark gray pantsuit, and a cute light pink blouse with it, she began getting dressed.
Hello! So I've returned with another DW/DD fic! I hope you guys enjoy! This is multi-chaptered, but it's all been completed! This was a challenge given to me by my dear friend Carrina, and my other awesome friend Adriana was an amazing help in it!
Doctor/Donna challenge: Heartache, reminder, and hug.