I was jerked into consciousness by mum's obnoxious alarm. That stupid, bloody thing screams louder than someone being murdered. I groaned and grabbed the first thing my hand touch, assuming it was a pillow and threw it over my head, wanting to return to the wonderful dream I had been having. There had been a second Doctor and he was mine, and that was all I cared about. I hoped that by falling asleep, maybe dream me would be greeted with a kiss from dream him.

The thing I grabbed though, seemed a lot bigger than a pillow, but also a lot smaller, and different in other ways. Bigger because it felt weighed down by something, smaller because ot was a lot thinner than I remembered my pillow being. It also didn't feel as soft as my pillowcase. After all this registered, I realized my pillow was making a strange sound as if it was alive. I screamed and quote literally jumped out of bed, think ing of the various things Doctor had shown me and trying to figure out which of them might be impersonating my pillow. My feet and legs got tangled in the sheets so my jump turned into a fall and my scream became a thud as I landed flat on my face. Even though I was stuck in the fabric I frantically clawed at my carpet with my fingers to get away.

That was the first moment I stopped to really consider what was going on. My thick soft carpet was now hardwood floor under my hands, I flipped myself over, panting to see that the sheets were wrong too. And the bed was a couch, although now it kinda looked like a bed. And, and oh my god! there was a man, in the couch bed where I had been sleeping! It was dad, because dad was upstairs I could hear him, but I couldn't see this man, I had somehow tangled him in the sheets in my mad dash, apparently I had woken him as well because he was trying to get out of the twisted fabric.

As carefully as I could, I got out of the sheets, from there I walked quietly into the kitchen, trying to figure out which weapon would moat harm either human man or alien thing that was on the couch. Deciding on a rolling pin and a frying pan I returned to the living room. I watched my adversary closely and attacked as his head came into view, smacking him hard across the face with the frying pan and holding up the rolling pin if I needed to use that too. After the man had crumpled in unconsciousness back on the couch I lowered my weapons to the ground but kept them in easy reach in case I needed them.

I straddled the man so that he was pinned down and my hands were free to attack if need be. His face was covered again by sheets that had collapsed around him as he fell. I grabbed the edge of the sheet and ripped it aside, then my eyes got really, really wide. I pinched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming, and I hoped I wasn't, I would be really mad at my dream self if she had conked the Doctor with a frying pan. No, I wasn't dreaming, I Rose Tyler, had just knocked the Doctor, the man I loved unconscious with a frying pan because I didn't allow myself to think rationally.

Mum came pounding down the stairs with dad behind her. Her face was infuriated, probably because of the position I was in over the Doctor. "Rose Tyler!" she yelled as she came closer, I slid off of Doctor." Mum I didn't mean to, I really didn't." she interrupted me." Oh of course you didn't, because I didn't see you just sitting there like that!" then her eyes moved to the Doctors face, now being close enough to see the swelling black eyes, both of them, and bump forming on his forehead. Her gaze drifted down to the floor where my 'weapons' lay. She took a deep breath." Rose, what did you do." she said slowly and pinched her nose, like she always does when she can't believe something.

I told her a quick version of my being awoken by her alarm and dreaming of what happened yesterday, but thinking it was only a dream, then getting confused of where I was, why I was downstairs and why someone else was next to me. I showed her my search for weaponry and, without weapons showed, and imitated Doctors reaction as he was still out cold. Dad surprised me by responding with a laugh." well we know Doctor will never hurt Rose, she can sure handle herself." Mum glared at him but then started laughing as well.

I probably would have laughed too if two things weren't occurring, one if it was Doctor. And two, if he wasn't waking up clutching his head. I quickly returned to his side. I didn't give him a chance to speak until I asked." what hurts worst?" he raised his eyebrows as of wondering how I knew he was hurt. I saw his eyes so swollen they would barely open and bit my lip. "My head."Doctor said, I went into the kitchen amd returned with Advil, and a couple of ice packs." Just lay still," I told him, easing him back onto his back after giving him the Advil with some water. I placed one icepack on his forehead where I could see a bump and the other on his eyes, with a cloth underneath so his eyes didn't freeze or anything like that.

Mum and dad went back upstairs after telling me to tell them how Doctor was in ten minutes."What happened to me? I cant see and I have a horrid headache." Doctor asked me. I sighed running a hand through his beautifully messy hair." I hit you with a frying pan, gave you two black eyes and you've got a bump on your forehead." I said chewing my lip." Now why would you do that?" Doctor asked raising his hands straight upwards in confusion.

So I told him what I had told mum about thinking he was an alien or something that was trying to attack me, he laughed at that." You got the alien part right, not much else Rose." I laughed with him," Yeah, sorry bout that." he shrugged," Not a problem, I just wish I could heal like I could with two hearts." he sighed." But then you couldn't be with me." I reminded him." Right you are." he smiled," So its worth it.

"You mentioned shopping last night, I'm assuming most people don't go out looking like I do, right now." "Actually, not too uncommon." I told him." you just wear sunglasses and no one will notice a thing." He nodded then grimaced." Alright, I'll go, but not until this horrid head pain goes away." I smiled and kissed him." I'll be right back. I need to get dressed so I can take care of you until then without feeling like a slob, and I need to tell mum how you're doing." He nodded,a small movement that I could see caused him pain, I just hoped the pain went away soon, I hated to see him in pain, knowing that it was my hand hand that wacked him with a frying pan.