More than one person has called me worse than Moffitt recently. I don't know whether or not to take that as a compliment.


The Doctor went to his bed and crawled up into it not bothering to get undressed, both of his hearts were broken. He was ready to give up on Rose and follow through with his threat of living her at the Powell Estate. He hadn't lied to her when he told her he wasn't mad. He was too heartbroken to be mad. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep uneasy sleep.

He was chasing her across the sandy beaches in Barcelona. She was wearing a flowing white dress and was barefoot. He should have been able to catch up to her easily but she was always just out of the reach of his grasp. She ran into the ocean and started to swim out. He quickly yanked off his white shirt and went to remove his shoes and realized that he was barefoot. Running into the water until it was too deep and then swimming after her.

As he neared her she started struggling in the water. Her head disappeared beneath the surface and he managed to grab her and pull her back up. Repulsion filled her eyes and she pushed away from him and went below the surface again. He dove under and tried to save her but she had fear in her eyes and fought off his attempts sinking lower and lower.

He was desperate to try to save her but everytime he grabbed her arm or hand it slipped out of his. She smiled at him as she let out the last of the air she had been holding in her lungs and he watched her breath in the water. She struggled for a moment before her eyes closed and her body went still.

"Rose," He screamed under the water releasing the precious air he had been holding. He had no choice but to go up for air. Reaching the surface he gasped for breath and looked around. He was in the middle a circle and the people were wearing long robes. "Help me, save her," he begged them.

One of the group raised their arm and a skeletal hand with burn marks on it appeared and pointed behind him. He turned to look and saw Rose laying on the platform. He pulled himself up out of the water, which was now just little more than a fountain and headed over to her.

As he approached he noticed her eyes were closed and she wasn't breathing. "Who did this to her," He asked the group angrily, dropping to his knees beside her.

"You did."

He woke up covered in sweat and shaking from head to toe. He untangled himself from his jacket and climbed out of bed. He stripped down to just his trousers, and then left his room and went to Roses. He tried to open her door and found that she had locked it. He reached for his sonic and realized it was still in his room. He went and got it. He unlocked her door and opened it slowly to reveal her sound asleep.

He watched her breathing for a few minutes, before closing the door and relocking it. Telling himself that he had been foolish and that he wasn't ready to give up on her yet. He knew more sleep was out of the question and headed to the kitchen to make breakfast instead.

-DW-

It seemed as if she had just managed to get to sleep when there was a small knock on her door. "One minute," She called out and then went to unlock the door. Opening the door she found the Doctor standing there with a tray of food. Though he was smiling, she suddenly felt worried for him.

He was still wearing just trousers and his all ready skinny frame seemed even skinnier. His hair was still a mess and the smile on his face didn't quite reach his eyes. His eyes instead were slightly sunken and looked sad as he greeted her.

"Breakfast in bed," He said in a cheerful voice.

She went and climbed back into bed and he sat the tray down on her. She looked down at the tray and saw that it had a large assortment of food on it. She reached down and picked up the fork and scooped up some of the hash browns, aware that he was still watching her. She took a tiny bite.

"It's good." She told him. He leaned over and kissed her head. The sadness in his eyes turned to shock when she took his hand in hers and then kissed it. "Thank you, for breakfast."

"You're welcome. Learned to make the hash browns from Antoine. There was a strange bloke." He rubbed the back of his neck. "When you are done, get dressed and meet me in the control room." He said as he left the room.