Hello! I'm so sorry this is a day late! I had writers block around Danni's waking up, so I spent a while contemplating that. Sorry if you were expecting this yesterday, but I updated today!

So, I think I've kinda made this chapter quite scary, and it might stay this scary for the rest of the story. I might up the rating if this continues.

Again, thank you for all your wonderful reviews, and please, do, enjoy!


He didn't know when he'd fallen asleep. He didn't know when he'd been taken from the grey hallway into the other world, but he did know that he was going to have to do everything he could to get them out of there. It wasn't like what had happened with the Dream Lord, though similar. The Dream Lord had two worlds with a peril in each. These worlds...they were, as the Dark Danni had put it, living hell. He could only hope Danni was coping well enough to think straight.

The Doctor shook off the shock and stood from where he'd fallen asleep in the kitchen. The VIR was still cooking, as though he hadn't yet arrived. The Doctor looked around him before running out the kitchen.

Dark Danni was in the room specially made for the real Danni. She lay curled on the bed, looking very sick. Her face had gone ghost-white, and her ginger hair was seeming to be melting away. Her eyes had gone white, with no pupil, or iris visible. Her fingers had spread until there were seven fingers on each hand.

She could have sworn she was dying.

"Danni?" The Doctor exclaimed as he ran into his Danni-Girl's room. All of the floor,walls and ceiling were covered in a thin layer of black dust, and all the furniture apart from the bed had been turned to ash. The small piles were littered around the room.

"Alexie... Save me..." Dark Danni mumbled, acting as though she hadn't seen the Doctor, yet he was standing right in front of her.

"Danni!" The Doctor went to pick up Dark Danni, but as his hands came towards her body, he was given an electric shock. "If you want someone to save you, let me help you. And then you give me back my Danni-Girl and send us back to our universe."

Dark Danni's pale lips cracked as she smirked at the Doctor, small beads of blue blood collecting in the areas her lips split. A long, forked tongue flickered out from her lips and she licked off the beads of blood.

"No." Dark Danni whispered.

"Why are you doing this? What have Danni and I done to you to deserve this treatment?" The Doctor exclaimed, pulling out his sonic screwdriver and beginning to find where the electric pulse was, that had previously given him a shock.

"You have such a perfect relationship. The Doctor, the Oncoming Storm, and his Danni-Girl." She scowled, even though it caused her lips to crack more. "Every race knows of you. Some find the story a beautiful tale of romance and sorrow, and others find it disgustingly romantic."

"And how does it effect you?" The Doctor asked, having found where the signal was coming from. He put the screwdriver away, back in his pocket, where it would be safe, for now.

"I, too, once fell in love. It was my wedding day." Black tears came to her white eyes. "I loved him so much, Doctor." Her voice cracked, and a single black tear rolled down her face. As it fell, the tear burnt her face, leaving a long, red, angry burn on the side of her face. "I was the most famous of my race. He didn't love me. So, when I was told this, I killed him. He died painfully. When death did come, he was thankful for it."

The Doctor stared at Dark Danni in shock. Was that really the only reason? What sort of reason was that?

Danni laughed. "I know what you're thinking. My real reason is because you and Danni had a perfect romance, I wanted to ruin it for you. You were so...amazing, and brilliant together. I couldn't stand you." She spat.

"So you separated us, and meddled with our minds." The Doctor sighed. Dark Danni stared at him with her white, soulless eyes. "I can trace your psychic energy. That was what shocked me when I tried to touch you."

"So, so clever... Oh, Doctor. You still don't know." Dark Danni outright laughed, and her form grew, larger, and from the scar her tear had created sprouted a dark creature. The form of Danni slumped down, now as flat as a pancake, and green goo seemed to ooze out of any place it could.

The action of the creature leaving the body seemed similar to how the Slytheen left their bodies, but it wasn't a green creature. As the Doctor tried to focus on the creature in front of him, he found he couldn't. The air around the creature was blurred, and he couldn't distinguish any recognisable feature in it.

It was obviously an alien. A child could've told you that. However, what species alien was a little harder to tell.

"Oh, such a smart Doctor, you are." The creature spoke with odd grunts and growls accenting the words. "But the Doctor can't figure it out! The Doctor has been mind-blocked. He can never figure it out!"

"Wh... What are you...talking..." The Doctor trailed off as the psychic energy from the creature latched onto the Doctor's mind, and he collapsed on the floor, having fallen back asleep.

Danni woke back up in a very tight space. It was dark, really dark. She was lying on something soft, and wearing a silk dress. What was going on? Why was she dressed up? Where was the vortex manipulator?

Why was it so dark?

Her breathing hitched, and she felt around the edge of the tight space, only to find a tightly sealed lid holding her in. She felt herself being lowered. There were faint sounds of crying.

THUD.

She felt the container she was in hit the ground harshly. Her eyes widened as she realised what was going on.

"NO! Let me out!" She screamed at the top of her voice, hitting the container, time and time again. "Stop! I'm not dead! LET ME OUT!" She cried in desperation.

Tears flew down her face. She falls asleep in the middle of Rose and Eleven kissing, and wakes up in a coffin! Everyone she loved thought she was dead! Didn't she breath when she went between worlds?

"No..." She whispered, her fight leaving as quickly as it came. "No... Please... I'll die in here... Please..." She kicked the box one last time, in a final plea of desperation, and she managed to kick through the wood. She heard screams but managed to force her way through the wood.

"Danni?" Claire shrieked in terror. A shovel of dirt fell down into the pit Danni had just been placed in, and Danni laughed from the relief of being out of the dark.

"Can someone get me up?" Danni asked tentatively. She knew she had been supposedly dead for probably more than a week, from Claire's bagged eyes, and her parents hollow faces.

Her parents ended up lifting her out, along with the priest, who was constantly muttering blessings and prayers, claiming Danni to be the Miracle Child. People she felt were now strangers smiled at Danni, and called her the Miracle Child. Others complained about the cost of a perfectly good coffin having now been broken by Danni's un-timely rise from the dead.

It was all wrong.

How could she have been asleep for weeks on end, with everyone around her thinking her dead? Did she actually die? Had the Dark Doctor revived her to torture her more?

Did the Dark Doctor have that capability? Or was she still dead?

The world around her paused, again, with her mother having been midway through a sentence that Danni hadn't cared to listen to. Danni sighed, waiting for the familiar face to show himself. If anything was becoming familiar, it was the face of the Dark Doctor. She'd already known every knook and cranny on the face of the Doctor, but the Dark Doctor held the face in a different way, a different angle.

"Danni, so many questions, so little time." The Dark Doctor taunted, appearing from a wall as he faded into existence. The funeral congress had moved to the local pub, and Danni had been sat with her family, reassuring them and Claire that she was alive and well. "Shall we start with question number one?" A scroll appeared in his hand, and he pulled out Amelia Pond's reading glasses. "Length of sleeping, and how? Hmm... Good question. You slept, firstly, for about six months. It's around July now. How? Quite simple, my dear." The Dark smirked at her from across the room. "I made you."

"What? How? How did you make me sleep for six months?" Danni demanded.

"Psychic links to your mind. Really, I'm quite shocked about how you didn't guess that. I s'pose you're not as smart as you've been broadcasting to everyone."

"Danni, are you okay?" Julia Danni's mum asked, patting her hand in concern. She knew her daughter hadn't been listening. Danni's concentration snapped from the Dark Doctor to her mum, and she smiled at her.

"Well, apparently I've been dead for six months, so I'm a bit out of sorts." She joked. A grin formed on her mother's face, and Danni felt relieved her mum fell for it.

'Wait...' Danni thought. 'Psychic links to my mind... What does that mean?'

Danni stood abruptly and ignored everyone who asked what she was doing. She ran from the pub to Claire's car, yanking on the door handle before she realised she no longer had Claire's spare keys. Claire and Danni's parents ran out after her and stared at the ginger woman who was furiously yanking on Claire's door handle.

"Danni, what's going on?" Claire asked, "Why are you yanking on my car door?"

"I need to go..." Danni sobbed, not realising tears were streaming down her face.

"Danni, tell me what needs to be done. We'll get it done!" Her dad Paul exclaimed. She winced as he stepped forward. He stopped advancing.

"I need the Doctor. I need to find him." Danni explained to Claire. She stepped forward, and when there were no signs of anger, or resentment towards her, she pulled Danni in for a hug, enveloping the ginger in her warmth.

"Do what you need to do." Claire whispered, putting her car keys in Danni's back pockets. Danni smiled into Claire's shoulder as she hugged her best friend tighter and, in one smooth movement, pulled out the car keys, opened the car door, slid inside and locked the car. Her mum and dad ran forward to try and stop her driving away, but Claire grabbed them, effectively stopping them from interfering with Danni's plans. Danni pushed the accelerator as hard as it would go and zoomed off towards her house.

She needed to be comfortable. She needed to be able to know what was around her, and have enough room for a large object, if what she was planning worked.

The garden would do perfectly.

Danni forgot to lock the car when she ran out, and forgot to take the keys out the ignition, but she didn't care. She didn't care that her house was unlocked, and that she left the door swinging open. She ran to the kitchen, towards a set of drawers that didn't look very used.

"Oh, what's my Danni-Girl planning? I'm getting all excited here!"

Danni pulled open a drawer she hadn't opened in years. It should have held all her drawings and paintings of the Doctor and the TARDIS she made when she was a mad fangirl teenager. Instead, it contained blank canvas, a variety paintbrushes, paints and a collapsible easel.

She pulled out a canvas, paintbrush, paints, and the easel, and ran outside, ignoring the Dark Doctor. He disappeared from his spot against the wall and reappeared in front of her, knowing she'd crash into him and it would stop her from whatever she was planning.

It didn't.

Danni winced as she ran through the Dark Doctor, the places she ran through disappearing and reappearing as she left. She smirked and began to set up her easel, confidence in her plan, no, not plan. Her confidence in her thing grew tenfold. She placed the canvas on the easel and began to sketch out what she was planning on painting in her mind. She mentally drew the object and began to paint the outline, not caring when the Dark Doctor attempted to drag her away. She lost herself in her painting, blues, browns, green, mixed with blacks, reds, yellows, all sorts of colours. She didn't know how long it took - time was meaningless when she painted. She hadn't painted in a while, and she hadn't realised she'd missed it, but she had. She wasn't really that good, but she enjoyed it anyway.

"I'm getting worried, Danni. What are you doing?" The Dark Doctor asked, trying to place his hand on Danni's shoulder to rest on her.

"I'm nearly finished, Doc. Just leave me alone." Danni exclaimed.

The Dark Doctor shrugged and stepped back, whistling a merry tune as he walked in circles around Danni and her painting. Danni sighed and put her paintbrush down. The brush was covered in a familiar blue paint, but it was now too dark out, with the sun having just gone down. The Dark Doctor stared at Danni as she took the painting she'd just created and laid it on the grass. She sat down next to it and closed her eyes. The Dark Doctor finally got a good look at the picture.

"This is my world. This is my home. This is my mind. This is my dream." Danni recited this over and over, in her mind, out loud, she imagines pictures, words, anything to help her reclaim this world. "He can't hold me here. I call the TARDIS to me." She began to repeat the sentences over and over again. The people in their beds stood, looked in the direction of Danni, no matter where they were or how far away, and began to repeat her exact words.

The painting Danni had painted was of the TARDIS in her garden, with the doors open so you could see clearly into the console room. It was Eleven's console room, when he had Amy and Rory.

And inside the console room was the Eleventh Doctor.

The Dark Doctor realised what she was doing, even as he felt the powers he'd gained from her decrease. He also knew that his sister was telling his counterpart everything. He growled and moved towards Danni, who flinched not a single inch away from him. He moved to grab her neck in anger, and stop her chanting, but momentarily forgetting he couldn't touch her, he ran right through her.

"My beautiful TARDIS, my amazing TARDIS, please, tell me you're still real and come to me..." Danni muttered as he shook off the anger.

"No, don't do this. We can compromise! Um... God... Er... I can give you your Doctor; you can see him again!" The Dark Doctor exclaimed.

"No!" Danni snapped, aware of the power she now held in this world. "You could have given him to me when there was still an option! Before I realised the truth! But now, I realise just what this is. This is my world. This is my home. This is my mind, and my dream. This is my dream to control, and no one, not even an insignificant thing like you, can stop me from getting back my Doctor!" Danni stood, her hands clenching as she advanced on the Dark Doctor. "I would kill you, but I need to get on." Danni turned back around to the painting just as the beautiful and oh-so-familiar sound rang through the night.

"No... Impossible..." The Dark Doctor muttered, his knees collapsing from lack of strength. His strength was fading fast.

He hadn't thought it possible. He'd assumed that the couple would become vengeful towards the other and would end up hating one another.

He'd been wrong. So, so wrong.

The brilliant blue TARDIS appeared in front of them, directly on top of the painting Danni had created, and the Doctor, looking very disorientated, stepped out, taking only a second to glance round before his gaze landed on Danni. His eyes lit up with joy, happiness, excitement, and relief.

"Danni! You're still alive!" The Doctor ran forward and enveloping Danni in a hug, kissing her multiple times, all over her face. "I'm so glad you're okay..."

"Doctor, what's happening? Do you know?" Danni asked in a hurry, in-between the worried kisses she was getting.

"Wait..." The Doctor said as he turned away from Danni, grabbing her hand instead, and keeping her close to his side. "Is that me?"

The Dark Doctor chuckled as the Doctor cautiously approached him. "Hello me. Good to see you too." The Dark Doctor stood up on shaky legs, and a red scar, much like the one Dark Danni had gained from her black tear, appeared down the side of his face.

The creature than had previously been Dark Danni crept from the TARDIS as the Dark Doctor stripped himself from the copy of the Doctor.


So, this is longer than any other chapter I've written for this story, with a word count of 2948!

DANNI AND THE DOCTOR ARE TOGETHER! YAY! We can all rejoice! But they have bigger problems - the black creatures... Does anyone want to try and come up with a name for them? It's really if you come up with a better name than I do, then I'll use it in my story! :)

Again, read, review, and thank you for reading! Reviews are lovely things, and I love you all who spend the time to review! And sorry if you liked seeing a glimpse of hologram TARDIS in the previous chapter, but seeing she's not in here! I'll try and fit her in next chapter, because (((***Spoiler*** for next chapter!))) they still have to find each other in the other worlds! Their challenges are not over yet!

Thank you, and goodbye,

Rosie x