She was screaming, screaming in terror and pain. He couldn't stop it! The Doctor looked frantically around him and shouted at the terrible alien creatures to stop hurting her, but they refused to comply. He tried to run to her, but he couldn't move.
"EXTERMINATE! EXTIRMINATE!" cried the Daleks quickly surrounding his beloved companion.
"NO! ROSE! Run!" The Doctor screamed, but his voice came out a whisper.
He watched as she backed away slowly, then turned running, but too quickly came to a wall. The barrier stopped her advance and she turned back around, facing her attackers. They surrounded her, the 5 Daleks, and all the time shouting their vile chant. Her eyes were full of terror and fear, but that multiplied as she looked at him. Her green eyes widened in ultimate shock as they bore into him, or rather, what was behind him. Very slowly, The Doctor turned his head to see it, but he stopped when smooth, strong arms grabbed his own arms and yanked them behind him.
The Doctor caught a glimpse of a strong, bulky creature holding on to him. But the creature did not move. Instead, he looked past the Doctor, as if waiting. Suddenly, it was clear what he was waiting for.
"The Doctor! You will be DELETED! DELETE! DELETE!" 4 Cybermen came from all sides and moved faster than a normal speed, up to the restrained Doctor. At the same time, the Daleks crowded closer to Rose.
"Rose Tyler! The Doctor's companion! You will be exterminated! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!" The blue light in the head Dalek's eyepiece narrowed and focused on her.
"DOCTOR!" Rose let out the terrible cry, screaming out in pain for help.
"ROSE!" Wait a minute…The Doctor thought. He suddenly realized that the last shout, his own shout, was at a normal volume, it was not a whisper anymore! He opened his eyes to see unfamiliar blue dusty rock beneath his feet. His front was in the cold, of a world, but his back was in warmth. He stood shakily and shook himself completely awake. Now he remembered. On the moon! Outside the TARDIS. With Rose…Rose! The Doctor thought of his ailing companion and feared that a bit of his horrid recurring nightmare might be true. He raced through the TARDIS, back to Rose's bedroom, and stopped quickly at the door. Gently, he opened the door and crept inside.
With a sigh of relief, he saw that she lay in the same place on her bed, unmoved. However, something had changed. He brightened the lighting and saw that her pallor had paled. Her cheeks were white and her face was damp. The Doctor flew to her side and gently lifted her into his arms. "Rose? Rose darling?" But again, there was no response. Her body was hot to the touch and she felt frail and weak in his arms. Her breathing was rapid and shaky. Shifting her weight, he took out his watch to time her pulse, but was startled by finding that 12 hours had passed, during his sleep. They had been here for 1 whole day. After that realization, he did take her pulse, and was surprised by how unstable it seemed. It was offbeat and shaky. He peeled her eyelid open and studied her dormant eyes.
"Oh Rose…What am I going to do…" he sighed. He sat back, quietly studying her, as he thought aloud. "You know…that's very very odd for me to have drifted off like that. I rarely sleep, and when I do, it's short naps…unless I'm in a healing state or in the days following regeneration. But here, I fell asleep for 12 hours...It couldn't have been a normal healing trance, because I haven't been hurt, and I was dreaming…I almost never dream! The last time I dreamed, I'm sure you weren't even born yet! But this, it was a nightmare, Rose. There were Daleks and Cybermen, all waiting to kill us. And you woke me up. What is it, Rose? What do you need!? You must've needed something!" He stood with a groan and angrily stormed about the room. To another, he would have appeared angry, possibly at her, but in reality, he was guilty and angry at himself for letting his closest friend be hurt.
After a moment, he sat back down again and took her hand. He caressed the cool white hand in his own and brought it to his cheek. "I'm sorry…it's alright now. I've got you…you're safe now. I'll do all I can for you Rose. It's all my fault….I should have been able to control her. I'm so so sorry…Rose…." With his lips gently brushing the back of her hand, the Doctor felt his eyelids suddenly grow heavy. He sank forwards, slumping on the edge of the bed, next to his Rose. And the Doctor slept again.