A/N: I'm back, with a new chapter! *Throws confetti in the air and balloons shower down*. I found out at that my baby brother has Bipolar Disorder, so today I'm going to go visit him at the psychiatric hospital, and I figured I'd post this chapter before I left. It's a bit short, but I think you'll enjoy it. :)

Disclaimer: I own nothing, and I cry myself to sleep over that fact every night.


For the rest of the night, Rose remained rather quiet after she realized she was the only one who saw the woman with the eye patch. It scared her now even more than it did before; if she was the only person seeing this woman, what did it mean for her? Was she going insane? Perhaps the oil (which the Doctor had soon identified as Krillitane oil) was doing things to her head. But why wasn't anyone else seeing strange women with eye patches looking at them through hatches? Why was it just her? Could it possibly be something about her DNA, perhaps? The question haunted her throughout the rest of the night. Another question also haunted her. What would happen after she left the Doctor? Would she become like Sarah Jane, simply another companion in a long list? While they were leaving the café Rose asked him if she would have the same fate as Sarah Jane, to be left behind. He replied sadly that it was too hard to because humans wither and decay, while Time Lords lived on. He then said "Imagine watching that happen to someone you-" but he stopped at 'you', and when Rose asked him what, she thought he was going to say love, and she felt an elated tingle rise in her chest, but he didn't say it, and the tingle became a solemn pain in her lungs.

They hurried back to the school, where Rose had to go with Sarah Jane to go see what was in the computers. It wasn't long before they were competing over who had seen the better things. Rose had listed things such as the gas-mask zombies, the Slitheen, in Downing Street, the Emperor of the Daleks, which she also destroyed, and a real werewolf. Sarah Jane said she met mummies, anti-matter monsters, and the Loch Ness monster. Rose couldn't help but be impressed by that last thing (She had always wondered about that). Soon, they were no longer arguing, but rather bonding over the Doctor's quirks, such as how he would stroke bits of the TARDIS. She found that Sarah Jane was actually quite likeable, quite sweet, in fact. Soon afterwards the Doctor discovered that the Krillitanes were using the children to unlock the Skasis Paradigm, some sort of paradigm that could apparently give whoever cracked it control of the building blocks of the universe. Apparently they needed children to unlock the paradigm, they needed imagination, so they used the children. This angered the Doctor, who said that they weren't just using the children's minds but their souls, and once again Rose began to think that the Doctor would've been a good father. In somewhat of a blur to Rose, the school was blown up, destroying the Krillitanes (Or was it the oil that destroyed them? She wasn't exactly sure), and all the students celebrated by laughing, cheering, jumping, and hugging. It was all quite heartwarming, really. Rose offered to Sarah Jane that she could travel with them, but she declined. Mickey, however, did want to go.

"Can I go?" He said. "Cause I'm not just the tin dog."

The Doctor seemed more than happy to let Mickey travel with them, but Rose wasn't so enthusiastic. She still wasn't sure what kind of a relationship she and the Doctor were in, and this wasn't making her any more confident. First there was Sarah Jane, the Doctor's inability to say love, and now this. It was as if he was running away from her, like he was scared or confused, and it hurt her. Before she had thought they were closer than that. But now, now she wasn't sure anymore. Now she had no idea what they were like.

"Doctor?" Rose said, stalking up to him as he set the coordinates for their next location.

According to him, it was a planet called Filla, trees were telepathic and the sky was a deep shade of purple during the night and lavender during the day and there was a forest where one could walk through and hear ancient songs whispered in their minds. It sounded lovely, but with Mickey involved, it sounded less special. More like a field trip and less like a date or a honeymoon….. She hated that.

"Is it possible that that oil could cause hallucinations?" She asked tentatively, leaning against the console.

The Doctor opened his mouth briefly then closed it, then opened it again. "Um, why do you ask?"

"Well, while I was at that school, in the hallway I saw this…. Woman, with an eye patch, and she was looking at me through a hatch in a door." Rose started, pausing when she noticed the way he stared at her, almost as if he knew something she didn't and it was scaring him. "And I went in, and she wasn't there. The room was completely empty. And then I saw her again at that café, with Mickey, but he didn't see her."

The Doctor tilted his head in consideration and shrugged. "Well, I suppose perhaps it could cause some strange reactions differing from person to person. Perhaps yours was images of this woman."

Rose smiled a bit, feeling the pain of fear ebb in her in body in relief. "Alright, good, 'cause I was starting to think I was going crazy." She laughed.

The Doctor laughed too, but something about the way he laughed was unsettling. It was too quick, too happy, like he was trying to hide something.

"Rose, did this woman, um, say anything to you?" The Doctor asked suddenly, which made Rose a bit uneasy.

She shrugged. "She said 'I think she's dreaming' or something like that."

"Say, have you ever heard of the Flesh?" The Doctor said, pressing a few buttons, pulling a few levers, and twisting some sort of spiral-looking thing.

Rose shook her head.

"Well, it's quite fascinating actually, it's this substance, and it makes identical copies of human beings, but what makes them different from regular clones is that the person who's copied sees everything through the eyes of the clone, hears everything, feels everything." He said, smiling in a way that looked somewhat forced. "It was developed in the 22nd Century. Anyway, we should go see it sometif9orme, it's truly quite… Brilliant, it's quite brilliant. Say, why don't you go get Mickey, we'll be arriving soon."

The Doctor watched Rose walk off and sighed, clenching the edge of the console and raking his fingers through his hair in frustration. Never in his life had he heard of Krillitane oil causing hallucinations, and he was completely sure it was impossible for it to cause speaking hallucinations. Of course, he did quite like impossible, except for that kind. The kind where the thing that was impossible suggested something ominous, something he didn't want to imagine. First there was the inconclusive pregnancy test, and now this, Rose seeing a woman looking at her through a hatch. And what the woman had said, 'I think she's just dreaming' that roused something fearful in the pit of his stomach, because to him that sounded like a nurse.

Or a midwife.


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