A/N: Sorry for the wait. Reality caught up with me. Don't you hate when that happens? Anyways reviews are always welcomed.
The Doctor walked the serpentine path from the castle to the wood. He cursed and muttered his way along toward the dark speck on the horizon. He pondered the imminent danger that lay before him, because even he knew rescuing Rose wouldn't't be that easy. Suddenly a red blur ran past him, and tripped over a fallen tree branch.

"Are you alright?" The Doctor called
"Yeah, I'm alright!" The blur replied. But the blur, was not a blur at all. In fact it was a young girl dressed in a long red cape, carrying a basket full of treats.
"Little Red Riding Hood?" The Doctor asked.
The girl dusted off her cape and replied, "Yep, that's me. Now excuse me, I'm off to see my grandmother. She's a bit ill and I thought I'd bring her a basket of her favorite treats to make her feel better."
"Right, okay." The Doctor said. He watched the girl skip off into the dark wood while he remembered the story of the young girl.

"Let's see, girl goes to grandmother. Grandmother is there, but it's really not grandmother. Grandmother is in fact a big wolf with big ears, big eyes, and big teeth." He paused. "Well she should be alright. Maybe. But the wolfs ears are rather large. And his eyes are a teensy weensy bit bigger then human eyes. Those teeth look rather sharp. You know what I think I'll go just to make sure she's alright. It's on my way anyway."

Excellent idea Doctor. Now, dear reader lets turn our attention to the other hero of this story. That little speck the Doctor is aiming for is actually the biggest, evilest castle in the land. And our Rose Tyler is stuck at the very top of it. Let's check in shall we?

Rose Tyler awoke to find herself in a small room with only a window, a table, and a mirror for company. She walked toward the window and rested her elbows on the ledge. She let her eyes wander off the edge to see the rocky bottom. Other towers surrounded her and she wondered if anybody else was trapped inside. Out toward the horizon she saw a glimmering white speck she assumed was the castle she had been. Suddenly she remembered the Doctor hadn't been with her when she was taken. Her breath became short as she held the table for support. She turned and looked into the mirror to see her distraught appearance.

"Oh mirror, mirror on the wall." She mused. Snow White had been one of her favorites as a child.
She sat back in the chair when suddenly a voice called out, "You rang?" Yes my dears it's the mirror.
"What? Who said that?" Rose called out.
"Behind you." The voice said.

Rose turned around to find a small face appear in the mirror. She was speechless.

"Did you or did you not say, 'Mirror, mirror on the wall?'" The mirror asked
"Well yeah I did, but I didn't actually expect anyone to answer." She explained.

Another good tip to remember when you're visiting fairytale lands: Anything is possible.

"Do you want me to go away?" The mirror asked slightly disappointed.
"Well, no." Rose replied
"Good. Now that's all squared away. You're Rose Tyler right?" The mirror asked.
Rose stared at the mirror with a look of confusion, "Yeah, how'd you know?"
"I'm the mirror on the wall. I know just about everything." He replied rather smugly.
She arched her eyebrow at his answer. "Just about everything huh? What don't you know?"
The mirror pondered this for a moment or two. Once or twice he tried to speak, but dismissed whatever thoughts he had. "You know what? Now that I think about it, I do know everything."
"You sound like a friend of mine."
"The Doctor? That overly talkative guy you travel with. How do you stand it?"
"I thought you knew everything." Rose said with a coy smile.
"I was just trying to be polite." The mirror justified.
"Well to answer your question; sometimes it's unbearable, his gob just won't stop! It's hard to get a word in now and again."
"I get that." The mirror replied nonchalantly
"But I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Ah, so it's that kind of love."
"What? Oh, no. I, you see it's not, well, I-"

It's amazing how three little words can jumble a person so. Now for the moment our heroes are safe. But of course my dear, safety is only a vague concept in the realm of fairy tales.