The Monsters in her Dreams

by TwilightAddiction6

Charlie Stewart's recurring nightmares started the night before she first met The Doctor when she was 5. Now, he's back again..twelve years too late&he's ready to save her from the shadows before it's too late. Can he really save her or..is he too late?

1. Preface

The Monsters in her Dreams

The young Girl shifted uncomfortably in her bed, whimpering as she moved around. She was having them dreams again, the same nightmares that this young Child always had when she went to sleep at night

She was having the same nightmares about the same monsters and the horrors that they brought with them, disturbing any chance of Charlie's peaceful night sleep. It was about the same monsters that hide in her bed, and in the shadows, daring her to step closer and face her demons.

But little seven years old Charlie was too scared to do no such thing and confront her fears. She didn't want to have to face the monsters because that would mean confronting her own horrors dead on.

And despite it all, Charlie didn't feel as terrified as she used to anymore.

She knew the monsters were there in her bedroom, waiting for her so they could pounce, but…no, Charlie was not scared.

Ever since she was five years old, she'd had the same dreams and nightmares about the same monsters in her room; the terror they brought her and the awful, sickening feeling they brought with them.

But also…they brought another person into the dream, a person who Charlie had dreamt about since she was just five years old, continuously dreaming about him and his guaranteed return one day, ever since that very fateful day.

No, Charlie was not scared of the monsters; not scared of them at all.

Because she knew that as she seeped deeper into these horrors of nightmares, there would always be one person in every single nightmare that would come and rescue her; one person who was always there for her in her dreams, no matter what.

Yes, he might not have been real to everyone else, but to Charlie, he was her invisible friend. One that she'd had since she was five years old and these nightmares had begun. He was like her best friend in these dreams.

He was always there to save her from these monsters, always there to protect her, guard her and be there for her when she needed protection from a friend, from the one person she could always trust in the lucid nightmares of hers.

And his name?

The Doctor.

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