I was in New Earth. I learned that the Doctor brought Rose with him
in his past journeys. I was really getting annoyed that he would
bring me here. It was like bringing a date to a place where you and
your ex-girlfriend used to hang out. Though I knew I wasn't his date,
I still had that tiny sliver of hope that I had in a death grip.
The glowing angel came to me again. In my dreams this time, when I
was unconscious by the sleeping patch. A golden glow came upon me
slowly. It faded from the glow to a dark forest that was illuminated
brightly by the moon, stars, and fireflies. It took me awhile to
realize that I was in the forest. I became dazed, and turned around
to see a pathway that was created by the fireflies. I walked toward
it warily knowing that wherever I was walking to I would be like a
dream-subconscious thing. I would probably see a reflection of myself
that would convince me to do the right thing.
To my surprise I ended up to a greenhouse in the outskirts of a city
that held a beautiful white castle. I looked at my dream surrounding
in awe. The forest was nowhere to be seen, it seemed to have faded
away instead of myself reaching this part. The fireflies became a
different color from their yellowish neon green to a violet neon
blue.
I could feel their glow on my skin that felt akin to the sun hitting
your skin on a cold day. A warm feeling that relaxed me completely.
I walked up to the greenhouse and I opened the door that was red with
a black label on top that said 'THE BLOODY THORN' in calligraphy.
When I stepped through I was transported into a beautiful cathedral
turned stage, to host an intimate and comfortable bar. I watched as
all the people with beautiful faces reacted to the singing of the
woman who was onstage. She had a lovely face and her voice was a soft
crooning that gave me goosebumps. Her hair was fiery red that seemed
like it was from a bottle, but it looked natural on her. Her eyes
were closed and her body swayed and her hands floated in front of her
giving more emphasis to the lyrics. I was enraptured, standing there
like a fool staring at the singer.
When the song ended everybody stood and clapped. She opened her eyes
and her piercing green irises looked at me. She smiled.
"Martha, the wolf's at the door." She looked behind me and gestured
towards the door.
I turned and there was an actual wolf there, black and white with
golden eyes, it was sitting and it stood and strode out the door. I
looked back at the woman and she urged me forward with a wave.
I walked forwards a bit confused that I should think my spirit animal
is a wolf. I left the audience still clapping at the soft crooner
that led me on the right track.
I walked out of 'THE BLOODY ROSE' to the outside of a japanese three
story pagoda. It was fall and there were hills and stone staircases
that led to it. A flurry of wind made the leaves move, clearing the
pathway. The yellow and brown leaves faded as I walked up to the
pagoda. The red became more vibrant, and as soon as I reached the top
of the staircase with my furry companion, I saw the large garden that
was kept perfect. A bridge that went over the small river that
traveled the water and red leaves, a small white victorian gazebo
with a pond surrounding it and pink and white lotus flowers floating
peacefully, and tranquil. Small circular bushes of different shades
of green surrounded large sculptures that were dragons and old
people. The victorian gazebo seemed so out of place but it fit
perfectly, and complimented the rest of the large garden.
Inside of the gazebo was a blond woman sitting on the edge looking
into the forest. I stopped by the other side, and hesitated.
My furry companion walked ahead of me and went up the woman and
nudged her until she moved her hand. The wolf put his head on her lap
and laid next to her and was scratched behind the ears from the looks
of it. I was confused by what was happening her. I never knew my
dreams would be this livid, with strange women that I had no
recollection of meeting or seeing.
"I don't bite, Martha." Her voice was a celestial tune that I
recognised, as if she held some sort of familiarity towards me. Then
she turned around. "Well to strangers." A small smile appeared on her
face, which was beautiful and playful. She looked like a goddess,
with a golden sheen appearing on her skin almost glowing and a
pearl-white foot-length dress that was looked as if it were deep
underwater as it moved against the light breeze.
"Is this a dream?" I shyly asked her.
"Kind of", She turned back to the woods and patted the space next to
her, motioning me to sit there.
"How?" I walked over to her to see her fully now. She was barefoot
and the grass swayed against her toes.
She hesitated a bit. "Well... You are dreaming. When they put the
sleeping patch on you, I protected you. And now you are sleeping in
that car... but we are in my mind right now." She faced me fully now
with an apology on her face, she looked sad. "I protect my Doctor,
and the people who protect him... I want to ask your permission for
something.I should have asked you earlier. Do you want to travel with
the Doctor?" She tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear shyly.
"Of course... It looks amazing, even though I might get kidnapped or
knocked unconscious by kidnappers or witches. But, it's still amazing
to travel!"
She smiled broadly, and took my hands in between hers. "That wasn't
the question... Essentially! I just want you to know that if you are
going to travel with him you will see things that will make you want
to go home that second. You will have nightmares and you won't sleep
for a couple of days. You have a high risk of dying." She looked deep
into my eyes with her eyes, that looked like the light going through
whiskey. "I want to protect you from all that... I want your
permission to keep the bad dreams at bey. I'll be your dreamcatcher."
"So you are asking for my permission to have my dreams in you mind?
To avoid nightmares? How are you so sure about that?" No malcontent
in my voice. I was curious.
She dropped my hands and turned back to petting her wolf. "I know."
She said with such certainty and experience that I didn't argue. "And
yes" She added.
"Why?"
"I protect my Doctor and his protectors." She smiled at me, which
made me feel like I was being complimented by my mother.
"I'm not his protector! He saves me half the time!"
"He is not the man you see most of the time. He is dark and bitter,
and he needs someone to keep him from doing something bad. Someone
who can save the hero when he can no longer save himself."
I stayed silent at such devotion and love she laced with her words.
"The only thing I ask is that you don't tell him about these
encounters."
"Why?"
"Because he will be sad." She looked down at her wolf and petted it
softly.
We stayed in a comfortable silence looking out into the forest where
the red trees were more dominant in the area. The leaves swimmed in
the breeze and the light branches swayed.
"So do you want to?" Her london accent, that just came to my
attention, surprised me a bit. It seemed strange, but it complimented
her voice.
"Yeah... I guess. Best way to know each other." I paused. "I don't
know your name."
Her lips turned upwards. "I am the Bad Wolf." She stood a bit
straighter, and she closed her eyes. "You will wake up soon, Martha.
But before you do. Send the Face of Boe this message 'The Bad Wolf
will always love her Captain, as much as her Doctor.'" She looked at
me with a final smile and kissed my forehead as I woke up.
I was bloody friggin' kidnapped! And to make it worse! My kidnappers
were really nice people. Which made me sad and guilty about getting
angry with them. They only wanted to get to the fast lane so their
kid would grow up in the city. They only wanted the best for their
child. And who wouldn't? I now I thought about my mother and how much
she pushed me to be the very best, which made me happy that their kid
would grow up with those kinds of parents.
He saved me again, he had so much joy in his voice when he sent the
message to all the motorway. I was happy, but my mind kept going to
the dream that I had with her. After my kidnappers dropped me off, I
met the face of Boe.
After I asked him who the big face that seemed to have trouble
breathing was, he answered without the joy that I heard earlier.
"I don't even know. Legend says the Face of Boe has lived for
billions of years. Isn't that right? And you're not about to give up
now." He urged him softly.
"Everything has its time. You know that, old friend, better than
most." The Face of Boe chastised the doctor softly with a slight
smile.
I was surprised because his lips didn't move.
"I speak telepathically, Martha." He said to me as the cat nun made a
comment about a legend. "I believe you have a message for me." He
said as the Doctor said that there wasn't a need for silly
superstitions.
"'The Bad Wolf will always love her Captain, as much as her Doctor.'"
I recited automatically in my mind. He smiled. And the cat nun told
us about Boe telling his secret to a traveller.
"Thank you, Martha." I heard the Doctor saying who needs secrets.
"I have seen so much. Perhaps too much. I am the last of my kind, as
you are the last of yours, Doctor." He spoke to the whole group now.
"That's why we have to survive. Both of us. Don't go" The Doctor
pleaded slightly.
I just looked on the sad moment with tears, I felt like my heart was
breaking slowly. I thought I heard an animal howl, and my vision
blurred with tears. The Doctor probably heard it too, as he looked up
and around to find where it came from. The Face of Boe smiled and
said his last words to the group."I must. But know this, Time Lord.
You are not alone."
He whispered something in my mind as he took his last breath that
made my tears fall. "Tell the Bad Wolf that she was the most
compassionate woman I have ever met."
I made him tell me about why he was the last of his kind. I demanded
really. And I regretted it slightly, but he still lied to me, and I
was more careful about what he said around me. We went into the
TARDIS afterwards with a bittersweet silence that followed me to my
room. I flopped on top of the jade-green comforter, tracing the
cerulean designs in circular motions, my hands got tired after a
while so I flopped on my back to look at the ceiling which was a
screen showing a jade colored nebula that floated and moved in space
that brought me my much needed sleep.
I was in a cave in my dreams this time. She was sitting on a rock in
the middle of the lake, the cascading water that came from the large
opening above mixed with the sounds of her singing. She wore a blue
dress that looked as if it came from the blue lake below and her hair
and skin glowed brighter filling up the cave with golden light.
The lake moved and a walkway made from dark green vine connected to
make a bridge to the large rock where my protector resided. As I
walked to her, her melodic singing became softer until it faded away.
I sat down next to her to see that her wolf was in a cave that was
made into the rock and was whining quietly. I locked up to see her
and her glowing tears that made me hug her. Bad Wolf hugged me back
and broke away to look deep into my eyes.
"Are you alright?" She searched my eyes.
I nodded, clearly surprised that she cared about me right now that
she was mourning a friend or a lover.
"The Face of Boe said that you were the most compassionate person he
has ever met." I whispered.
She smiled and checked her wolf to see that it stopped whining and
was asleep with tears wetting it's fur.
"Thank you, Martha." Her eyes shining, but her voice strong. She
changed subject quickly. "How was this trip?" She asked
conversationally.
Her mood and subject changings, reminded me of the Doctor. Who put on
a mask of cheer to hide the fact that he was hurting.
"Great!" I said sarcastically. She chuckled and for the rest of my
dream we talked about my life, and what I was doing back home. She
left with a kiss on my forehead and with a goodbye, before I woke up.