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2. A bad dream

John was sat on the sofa watching the TV which wasn't on very loud. He was dressed in baggy P.J bottoms and I loose t-shirt that read 'sleep is for workers!'

As it was everyone was asleep, except John, who decided (at 3am) that he had too much on his mind to sleep. He had trudged downstairs and turned the TV on. He had no idea what he was watching but he didn't care, he wasn't taking it in. There was one thing that was really bugging him, and he needed to sort it out, he just didn't know how to.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't hear little padded feet coming down the stairs. He didn't even notice when the owner of these feet was stood beside him.

"Uncle John?" Said the owner of the feet. John jumped out of his skin before he placed his hand on his heart and turned to look at the small boy beside him.

"God Tony! You scared me!" He whispered, catching his breath. "What's wrong?" He asked the boy who had begun to cry.

"I had a bad dream!" He wailed through his silent tears. John patted the seat on the sofa next to him and Tony climbed up. John's arms went automatically round the small boy who began to cry in his 'Uncles' chest.

"Want to talk about it?" He asked, pulling the six year old onto his lap. Tony nodded. "Okay what happened?" He asked softly, drying Tony's tears.

"There were…. Aliens. And they tried to… tried to… they tried to… eat me." He whispered grabbing his Spiderman P.J top and placing it in his mouth.

"Now, I'm not going to lie to you." John started. "There are lots and lots of aliens out in the universe." This did not help calm Tony. "But most of them want to be your friend!" Tony looked at John, not too sure whether to believe him. "And those aliens that might want to hurt you never would. Do you know why?"

"Why?" the small boy asked, still chewing his P.J top.

"Because they're all scared of me."

"Really?"

"Really, really." John smiled. "I used to be an alien…" he added quietly.

"Are you going to eat me?" Tony asked, his eyes now swimming in fresh tears.

"No." John laughed shaking his head. "No-one is going to eat you while I'm alive." He told him with a small smile. It took a minute or two before Tony believed him and nodded his head. "Now is there anything else you want to ask me?" John asked, recognising the glint in the boy's eyes. Tony nodded. "What is it?"

"When are you going to marry Rosie?" He asked smiling, apparently forgetting that less than 10 minutes ago he had, had a nightmare. John's cheeks reddened at the personal question. He had made the mistake of telling Tony last week that he wanted to marry his sister. And ever since then Tony had pestered him wanting to know when they were going to marry.

"I… I… um… I dunno Tony." John mumbled, his cheeks reddening even more.

"Can you marry her tomorrow?" Tony asked

"Um… no… I need to ask her first…"

"Why?"

"Well… because she might not want to marry me." John mumbled, hoping that she did.

"She does! She told me last night!"

"Did she?" John asked, not too sure whether to believe this little boy or not.

"Yeah! She did!" There was a pause. "When are you going to have babies?"

"I think we need to get you to bed." John said quickly, standing up.

"Why?" Tony asked also standing.

"Because if your mum finds you out of bed, not only will you be in trouble – I will be too!" John pressed, his cheeks redder than he could ever remember them being. He took hold of Tony's hand and turned round to walk him up the stairs but stopped when he saw who was stood in the doorway. He froze.

"Tony. Off to bed please." Pete told his only son. Tony waved to his father and so called 'Uncle' before he took to the stairs, heading to his bedroom. When Pete thought that Tony was out of ear shot he turned to John. "Sit." He motioned to the sofa which he had just stood. John did what he was told, growing more embarrassed by every minute. Pete took a seat on an armchair, which was positioned almost exactly to the left of the sofa. Pete looked at John and they sat staring at each other for a few minutes, the silence enveloping them.

"How much of that did you hear?" John asked, breaking the silence.

"Enough." Pete stated. John gulped. He did not want Pete to start lecturing him about how he should ask him permission if he wants to marry 'his little girl' and about how he shouldn't be telling these things to Tony. But none of that came. Instead, Pete's face broke into a smile. His face lit up like a Christmas tree.

"Go for it!" He told John, hardly being able to contain his excitement.

"What?" John knew full well what he meant, but was so shocked by his opinion of the situation that he didn't know what else to say.

"Ask her!" He smiled. "Make my little girl yours!" He beamed. John was still in shock to say anything and just sat there, dumbstruck. "She waited two years for you to come back, and then when she found you again – she nearly lost you…" John gulped. He didn't like to remember. "And then the other you gave her… you…" Pete stopped, going over his previous sentence in his head, making sure it made sense. When he decided that it did, he continued. "And now she's waited two years again, waiting every moment for you to ask her the big question." He finished. John still didn't know what to say. He just sat in the silence going over what Pete had just told him. He opened his mouth to speak, but closed it again. "I'll leave it at that." Pete smiled as he stood up. "Maybe you should go to bed and mull it over. Even though I know you've already made your decision." He winked and walked out the room. A second later, John heard him climbing the stairs and sat on the sofa for a minute longer before he turned towards the almost muted TV. He grabbed the remote which was sat beside him and switched it off before he stood up and made his way up the stairs, still thinking about what Pete had told him. Had she really waited for him for around 4 years? Waited for two years to show again (even though she knew she couldn't) and then waited, and is still waiting, for him to ask the question? He paused as he came to the bedroom in which he and Rose slept in. The door was pulled shut and silence was coming from inside the room. He walked in quietly and stood for a moment watching Rose sleep. She was beautiful and John had to admit he had the love bug. He had it really bad. He shut the door before he made his way over to the bed and climbed in beside Rose and pulled the covers over him. Rose stirred from the moment and slowly opened her eyes.

"John?" She mumbled.

"Yeah…" He smiled as she said his name. She turned round to face her boyfriend.

"Where've you been?" She asked, still half asleep.

"Downstairs. I couldn't sleep so I went to watch some TV." He told her truthfully.

"Wake me next time." She told him as she moved closer to him.

"Okay." He smiled, knowing he wouldn't, as he put his arms round her and started drawing circles on her back. He was drawing old Galliferyan letters on her back that would read on paper 'I love you'. It greatly relaxed her and she sort of dozed off a little, trying to keep her eyes open.

"Rose…" He started.

"Mm…"

"Do you love me?" He asked seriously?

"Yeah…" she mumbled into his chest. "Why?"

"I just wondered… Rose…" He waited for her reply, but never got one. Instead the sound that came his way was her heavy breathing, indicating that she had fallen back to sleep. He smiled. It was a typical thing for Rose to do. He kissed her forehead and moved so he had his head on the pillows with Rose still led on his chest.

"I love you Rose Tyler… and tomorrow, I'm going to ask you to marry me…" And with that his eyes closed and he fell asleep. Rose however, opened her eyes slightly and smiled brightly.


And there you have it! i really hope you enjoyed that! I really liked writing this one shot! I hope you enjoyed reading it! Please review and tell me what you think! :D It would mean the world. And if you have any titles to help with this story, please share them! I need tonnes! :)