Author's Note: Hello again! I managed to get two chapters up in a day! *doing my best impression of nine* Fantastic!

Thank you to the lovely people who have been keeping up with this story! And hello to the new people as well!

This chapter is going to be The Doctor's dream. Happy reading!


[Dream]

He was in her room again. He took a quick scan around and it was darker than it had been the last time. The curtains were drawn over the window. Rose Tyler wasn't there. The covers on her bed were messy and looked like she'd been there only a few hours ago.

The TARDIS key was hanging from a pin stuck into the wall. It looked like it had been stuck there hastily, so she wouldn't forget where it was. There were drawings hanging next to the old key. Daleks, Cybermen, the TARDIS, and other things from their adventures. He could feel himself smiling, remembering their old adventures. New Earth, Queen Victoria (she was not amused,) battling the Sycorax. Rose seemed to have a drawing for almost all of them. He hadn't known that she had been an artist. He realised that he had never asked. So many things they never got the chance to talk about.

He walked around her room, studying all the pictures more closely. They were brilliant really. She even had the sign down to the very word on the drawing of his TARDIS. He smiled, his Rose, she remembered everything. As he walked around, he heard the crunching sound of paper. He looked down at his foot to see a piece of paper that had been crumpled up. Judging by where it was, she had thrown it unlovingly onto the floor.

At first, he was scared to open it, not knowing what to expect. He hated not knowing. The Doctor opened it gingerly, not wanting to tear it. He sighed when he saw a perfect drawing of Bad Wolf Bay. He remembered every word that had been said. She had told him that she loved him, and all he could think to say was "quite right, too." Stupid, stupid, stupid! He studied it more. She had every detail in the picture, and in the bottom left hand corner scribbled angrily, it read "If it's my last chance to say it, Rose Tyler." There it was again, more guilt.

He wanted to find her now, to see her face. Those deep brown eyes and that shining smile. He heard footsteps coming up the stairs and his hearts raced. Maybe he would see her, he could figure out a way to sort everything out. It wasn't Rose Tyler though who went passed the room, it was Jackie Tyler talking away on her mobile. She was talking about Christmas to a friend.

Had it really been that long? It had been July when the Battle of Canary Warf happened. His head hurt at the idea of Rose being alone for so long. He couldn't manage to grasp the fact of her being alone for months. It had been a few weeks his time, and given how much pain he was dealing with, he couldn't imagine what Rose was going through. He really needed to find her now, he needed to apologise, but he could sense himself waking up.

He opened the paper again that was still in his hand. He smoothed it out as best as he could and reached for a pen lying on the desk she had in the corner. In the opposite bottom corner where she had written his last words to her, he wrote "I love you." He put the paper back where he had found it, but this time he left it open.

[End dream]

The Doctor sat up in bed, not quite sure what to make of his dream. Oh Rose, I am so sorry, he thought. He wondered if he really was able to see her universe. Or was his Time Lord brain just being cruel now? It was probably just his imagination, he never had that kind of something happen to him. But he couldn't help but hope that it was real. Maybe the Universe would do the Doctor this one favour.

"Doctor?" Martha called out. It sounded like she was in the Console room. Right, back to being the Doctor. He threw on his favourite coat over his suit and dashed out of his room. For once he wanted to stay with his thoughts and think. He needed to think things through. He owed Martha something interesting though. He put on his best brave face and smiled when he saw her.

"Right, so, where to Ms. Jones?"


So there you go! Is the Doctor insane? Or is something happening here? I'd love to hear everyone's thoughts. Sorry this one is so short! I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as possible!

Reviews would be very appreciated! :)