Over the next month the blonde girl's visits started to become more regular and clearer, as if someone was fixing a connection. Each morning after the dream Rose would wake up, her arms clasped to her sides and the bed damp with sweat below her.

One day it was different.

It was Friday 13th, unlucky for some but a date that never bothered her or John. The dream that night when the dream ended as normal, the girl fading away slowly as Rose opened her eyes. But it wasn't the sight of John that she awoke to, leering above her bed was a creature whose skin around its face was taut and it looked the most alien thing Rose could have imagined - if someone had said alien to her and she'd never fought the Daleks or Cybermen, she would have pictured something like this. She let out a stifled scream before turning to call for John. "DOC…" She called out of habit before freezing. Why was she shouting? What had happened? She couldn't remember…

"Rose?" John swung himself round the doorframe a few seconds later "Are you ok?" he asked his peak forming in a frown as he noticed Rose's concern.

"I'm… I'm fine…" She told him perplexed "Must have been something I dreamt."

"Are you sure?" He asked staring pointedly at her shaking figure.

"I'm sure." Rose nodded turning away from him.

"I love you…" John looked on reproached waiting for the normal cheerful Tyler response.

"I love you too…" She replied faintly fiddling with the bedspread.

"I thought we could eat breakfast outside today, enjoy the fresh air. What do you say?" John forced a grin. He was good at pretending. Pretending he was human. Pretending he had a plan. Pretending. But he had never pretended to his wife before.

"I'm fine."

"Come on Rose, how about I do pancakes… banana pancakes?" He carried on grinning; his eyes pleading.

"I said I'm fine. OK?" Rose carried on staring away from him, searching the distance for anything. Something. A blue box.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I bloody sure." Rose snapped "I said I'm fine ok?"

"Of course… fine… of course you're fine…" John nodded retreating through the bedroom door.

As he left Rose stared stubbornly out the window. She was sorry. But like a stubborn child she couldn't force herself to say it. Instead she focussed of the more prominent matter of the dream and the hazy moment after it. Confused and alone she drew back to the bed and after a moment allowed herself to close her eyes.

"Naka." The girl's voice was clear in her head as Rose lay unmoving. "Beware of the Naka."

Sorry for not updating for ages, this is just a quickie before I'm off on holiday, I'll try to write more then and post when I'm home. Reviewers get Tardis cookies xx