Like I promised, this is a longer chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own doctor who or any of it's characters

Rose Tyler was getting ready for another day of work with the torchwood team. She was standing impatiently at the door waiting for her fiancé.

"We're going to be late!" She shouted up the stairs.

"You've told me that six times now!" He yelled back.

"Six is more times then I have to tell you! What's taking you so long?"

"I can't find my shoes!"

Rose face palmed "your kidding right? This is the third time this week! Just where something else!"

"NO!" was the response she got.

"Suit your self, I'm going to start the car!" she turned and headed for the door. Out side she was met face to face with a woman. She had brown curly hair, brown eyes and was wearing an old Victorian dress.

"Hello Rose Tyler!" She said.

"Uh, hi?" Rose said uncertainly "Wait, how do you know me?"

"I believe we've met before. No wait, not like this. But you do know me. Sort of. Not really. Although, if you think about it you know me really well. But I was in a deferent form. I think. No, yes. Yes! Yes I was different. I'm a new me. But the old me is still existent. Just in the time… with the Doctor… Oh dear! We need to make this quick. Where's your fiancé?"

"Did you say Doctor?"

"Yes! Now where is he?"

"How do you know he's my fiancé?"

"Because I just do!"

"But how?"

"BECAUSE I'm THE TARDIS!" She finally yelled. Rose was silent for a while then she started to laugh.

`"You're the TARDIS?" She said disbelievingly.

"Yes!"

"No your not! The TARDIS is a big blue box with an upey downey thingie!"

The TARDIS giggled, "That's something the Doctor would say. Now, if you don't mind, I need to enter your house." She started towards the door but rose stopped her.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Where do you think you're going?" she asked.

"In there."

"No you're not."

"Just watch me." The TARDIS started to make a noise. Then just like the machine, she started to de-materialize and was finally gone, leaving rose in shock. When the TARDIS finally got inside, she was met with Tentwo flying down the stairs.

"Rose! Rose is that the TARDIS…" His excitement slowly demolished "Who are you?" he asked.

The TARDIS rolled her eyes "I'm the TARDIS. Don't question it; you know it's me. Now, I need you to come with me. There's something important that you need to do."

"And if I refuse?"

"If you refuse, someone could get seriously injured. There is also a good chance that person dying. Now come along!" Before he had a chance to say anything, he was pulled into a tight hug by the TARDIS and before he knew it, they were disappearing from the world. Tentwo squeezed his eyes shut knowing full well what the time vortex does to a person. When he could feel solid ground under his feet he finally opened his eyes. He was feeling a little woozy and saw that the TARDIS was having a bit of trouble herself.

"Oh my lord." She said "I have got to stop doing that!"

"Doing what?" Tentwo asked.

"Travel between two universes. It isn't good for me. Especially in my human form."

"Travel between two universes… what did you do? I need to get back!"

"Relax. Its not like I can't get her. Trust me, I'm the TARDIS. Ooh, I've always wanted to say that."

"Alright then. What's this then, you being human and all?"

"That is a really long story that I really don't have time to explain. And you don't really have time to listen. Now, we need to go."

Tentwo was about to leave when he noticed something "Wait! I don't have shoes!"

Earlier (like a few weeks back)...

Donna Noble had woken up in bed one morning. There was nothing new about that; she always woke up in the morning to get ready for work. But, that day didn't feel right; it just felt wrong. Like she was missing something important. She just couldn't place her finger on it. So she gave up, not wanting to be late for work.

The usual happened that day, grunting an occasional 'hello', paper jams, cranky boss and a long boring meeting that she barley paied any attention to. She got home to the same everyday after work evening; her mom complaining about something, her granddad quickly escaping the house to go to his hill, her having dinner and then going to visit her granddad. That night she and her granddad talked about their 'eventful' day together.

The next day the same thing happened. Just like every other day of her life. She sighed. That was all her life was; early mornings, work, dull evenings. she had gotten so used to it that she didn't feel the need to question it. However, one night she couldn't sleep. She stayed up all night trying to figure out what she was missing. All this ordinary life, this, this, this domestication felt wrong! She tried to remember what she had been doing before this boring life when she started getting pains in her head. She ignored it, like every migraine she got, and tried her hardest to continue remembering. But all that did was make the pain hurt more. It traveled to the back of her eyes then spread all across her body. She then felt like she was on fire. She could almost feel flames in the inside of her body. she squeezed her eyes shut to get rid of it but all she saw was red and in that red were random images flashing at different intervals. Next thing she knew, she was sitting up practically yelling things she didn't understand.

"TARDIS, sonic screwdriver, gallifrey, alians!" then she was saying names of complete strangers "Rose Tyler, Martha Jones, Captain Jack Harknes, Sarah Jane Smith, Mickey Smith, Jackie Tyler." By now the pain was to much. There were voices in the background but she didn't here them. She couldn't hear them. She couldn't think, couldn't see, couldn't register the things going on around her. she felt something wet on her body and she felt like she was waking up.

"DOCTOR!" she hollered before her eyes shot open and she was gasping for air. She was looking up at white celling and then her granddad and then her mom. Sitting up she rubbed her head.

"What happened?" she groaned

"Bad dream sweetheart." Her mom answered.

"It felt pretty real though. Ugg, my head. feels like I'm burning."

Wilf cast a quick glance to his wife which was unfurtanatly caught by donna.

"What was that about? You hiding anything from me?" she questioned.

"Its nothing dearie, we were just really worried about you." He assured her "Why don't you try going back to sleep?"

"Fine. I'll try again. 'night mum, 'night gramps." She climbed into bed and was soon a sleep.

From then on, that 'bad dream' kept happening every so often. Her mom kept giving her the same excuse, 'just a bad dream'. One night however, the dream was different.

She was staring at a man. He was just a blur. But she knew it was a man. They were in… well something strange. He was saying something but she couldn't hear him.

"what?" she asked.

"Donna Noble, I am so sorry." He said.

"for what? What happened?"

"You need to go, if not you'll fjkdhfhg" that last word sounded like muffled gibberish.

"I'm sorry, what was that last word?"

"If not you'll gflkdjf"

"You're not being clear Doctor!" who was the Doctor? How did she know him?

He too didn't know the answer either "H-how did you know my name?"

"I don't kno-" she was cut off by an antagonizing scream. Maybe it was hers or the Doctor's, she didn't know. Who was the Doctor? Who was the Doctor? Who was the Doctor? Who was the Doctor? Who was the Doctor? Why was it 'who was' rather then 'who is'? Her thought were consumed by that question 'who was the Doctor?'

she looked the Doctor in the eye "who are you?" she asked.

The Doctor shifted into something, no, someone else. He was now a different man, The third Doctor. How did she know this version of the Doctor? How did she know that there were different versions of him? Her mind was swimming with questions she couldn't answer. The Doctor shifted again. This time into a woman. She walked up to donna and whispered something in her ear.

"Not now sweets. Later we will get to your questions. Just not yet."

"But why not now?" donna whined

"Because here is not a safe place."

"And why not?!"

"Because it's just not."

"This is a bloody dream for gods sakes! What's not safe about it?!"

"I can't tell you. Now sleep Donna Noble. Sleep." Before donna could question her further, she felt a sudden drowsiness and then her vision blered and she was back in her bed.

"Ugg. My head." she groaned "What the heck happened?"

"The dream." Her mother said donna noticed her standing in the doorway of her bedroom. Sudenly donna grew angry.

"What kind of bloody dream shows up over and over again?! It's the same bloody dream that leaves me with a pounding headache to start my day! What kind of dream is that?! Because I don't think it's a dream."

Her mom just stood there in the doorway shocked at her daughter "Donna, sweetheart,"

"Don't sweetheart me! You're hiding something from me and you know its true so don't deny it!"

"I'm not hiding anything from you!"

"I thought I could trust you! You're my mom for crying out loud!"

"But sweetheart!"

"NO! Non of that bs!"

"Donna! I am your mother. You will listen to me! So stop yelling and acusing me of things you know aren't true!"

Donna knew there was no point in trying anymore "What time is it?"

"8:30."

"Great. I'm going for a walk." She stormed passed her mother downstairs. After breakfast, she got dressed and took a walk outside.

"I cant belive her!" she said to her self "This isn't fair. She shouldn't be hiding things from me. Maybe gramps will tell me? Probably not." She crossed a bridge. She stopped for a moment to look at the blue waters. I wonder what's down there. She shook the idea from her head. As confused as she was she certain on one thing: she would not – no - could not bring herself to her own death. There were people who needed her. Like her grandfather. She wasn't sure why but ever since she started to feel like a piece of her was missing, he looked a bit glum himself. She couldn't help but feel it was because he was hiding what her mother was hiding from her. But still, the water looked really inviting…

'No! you mustn't!' Came a voce from her head.

"Who are you?"

'I'm that woman from your dream. You still have questions, yes?'

"Well yah. And how are you talking to me?"

'All in good time Donna noble. All in good time.'

"So, when are you going to answer my questions?"

'Be patient. Give me some time.'

"Wait…you have what I'm missing?"

'I never said that.'

"But you do have answers right?"

'Well, yes. But now is not the time.'

"But why wont you tell me?"

'Because now is not a safe time to tell you. Just wait.'

"What do you mean now is not a good time?!" there was no answer. Just silence. She sighed frustrated. But she did what she was told and waited.

A few days later there was a knock on her door. She couldn't answer it because she was writing a report for her job. So here grandfather opened it for her instead. She heard him chat with someone for a good five minutes then he called her down.

"Coming Gramps!" She said going down the stairs to the door. She almost flipped when she saw the person who was at the door.

"Hello Donna Noble." She said.

There, finished. As I promised, this chapter was longer. Reviews are always welcome just please refrain from rude comments and/or using strong language.