Hello again dear readers, this time with the second chapter in tow. Before we start I want to thank my new beta reader and good friend Isabel.

And of course the disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story, they are owned by the BBC and Amazon respectively.

Now please enjoy.

"So where did you say we were going today?" Rose asked from the other side of the console while he hit it with his hammer. "Glogotha, 22 ad. Jesus crucifixion" the Doctor replied, briefly looking up at her, with definitively lighter eyes.

It was something she'd noticed a couple of days ago, his once deep brown, almost chocolate, eyes had become lighter, more of a light caramel than truly brown. After a while of thinking about what may have caused the sudden change in colour she had noticed a strange coincidence: his eyes had started getting lighter around the same time he had started to sleep every night and always come late to breakfast.

Was it really just a coincidence though? Or was there a connection between those two recent developments?

Her train of thought was interrupted by the TARDIS landing with a shake that nearly send her crashing to the floor.

"We're there..." he breathed, everything was quiet for a few moments before he suddenly jumped up. "Come on Rose! We need to get going! I have no idea how far away we are, but we have 5 minutes before they start nailing him to the cross!" he exclaimed as he quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her up, their period robes fluttering in the wind as he dragged her out of the TARDIS and through the city.

The streets seemed endless as the pair shoved themselves through the mass of people going about their day, slowing the Doctor and Rose down in the process.

By the time they finally made it out of the city and arrived at the sight of the crucifixion Jesus was already nailed to the cross, the last nail just having been driven in. But that wasn't what the Doctor was looking at, that wasn't why they were there.

Standing on his toes he tried to overlook the crowd, without success. With a sigh he dropped back down, so much for his plan then.

Rose meanwhile had looked at the poor man nailed to the cross, asking herself just how people could be so cruel as to nail a living person to a bloody cross! She was just about to turn to the Doctor to say something on the matter when she heard him sigh and drop to the ground from standing on his toes.

Why had he been standing on his toes? If she could see the cross without having to do that then surely he, who was a head taller than her, would be able to as well, right? Except, of course, he hadn't been trying to look at it but wanted to see something, or someone, else. But what?

Well, since she was sure that he wouldn't just tell her if she asked him, there was only one way to find out.

So, working quickly she searched for something, anything she could find for him, and preferably her as well, to climb on so that they could look over the people's heads.

It didn't take long for her to find a stone they could climb on. As soon as she had spotted it she tugged on the Doctor's arm and pointed him towards it.

With a big grin and a quick "Thank you!" he rushed over to if and climbed up, Rose following right behind him.

From their new position on the rock they were actually able to overlook the crowd now. Grinning to himself, as his plan was as lost as he'd thought afterall, the Doctor quickly started to scan the crowd for the face of the Angel from his dreams. If he was there, then there was a deeper meaning to his dreams he'd need to explore, if not...well, then he'd at least have shown Rose a very important event in her planets history.

For minutes on end he let his gaze sweep over the crowd, searching every face he saw for the Angel's familiar features. But without success it seemed, as by the time the people started to scatter he still hadn't spotted him.

He was just about to give up and climb down from the rock when Rose suddenly tugged at his arm. "Hey, is that you over there?" she asked, pointing in the opposite direction of where he'd been looking. Confused by her question and just a bit hopeful that her findings would give him some closure on these dreams he whirled around and followed her finger with his eyes.

And indeed, at the edge of the dissolving crowd stood two people, one of them looking exactly like him, well nearly exactly like him as the man was dressed in black period clothes and had long ginger hair, half hidden beneath his hood. 'Ginger, of course my double is bloody ginger!' the Doctor thought in dismay until his gaze fell on the figure next to his double.

Beige-white robes, blonde hair, easily recognisable features, slightly smaller than him, the Angel.

He really existed. And Rose, oh his brilliant Rose, had found him.

The Angel's existence proved that his dreams were more than just figments of his imagination. But that just raised more questions, were his dreams forgotten memories? From when? He hadn't had this face for too long yet and the perspective of his dreams and appearance of the man in the black robes made it very probable that that man was him, despite it not really being possible, not even with time travel as it is impossible to remember events that haven't happened yet.

But then again, something being impossible hadn't prevented it from happening in his life before, so maybe it wasn't that impossible afterall.

Still, he couldn't shake the feeling of this being from his past...

"...earth to Doctor, do you read me?" Rose interrupted his thoughts as he still hadn't answered her question and instead had just spaced out.

"Hm? Yes, yes I do. Just got lost in thought for a moment." he told her.

"Hm...okay, I guess. Anyway, why does that guy look like you?" she asked, switching back to the original topic, not mentioning her suspicions about him not telling her something.

"Oh, yes...well, I don't know to be honest. Could be anything. Me from my personal future, a random lookalike, coincidence, an alien in disguise, a shapeshifter, something we didn't know even exists, as I said, anything is possible." he replied with a shrug that was just a bit too casual, betraying his mask of nonchalance.

" Anyway, Jesus crucifixion, big point in your history that. You even have a holiday around this part of his life. And now you've seen the actual event that is the reason for the holiday. Well half the reason, you celebrate Jesus's resurrection, but that wouldn't have been possible without his death in the first place, so-"

"Doctor, you're rambling" Rose cut him off before he could start a lecture about cause and effect and their relativity in the space-time continuum or something the like.

"Right. Sorry." he apologised and turned back to look at the Angel and his double. "Rose ? How about you go into the town and have a look around the market? See if you find a souvenir you like? I still have a few things to do here I'd rather do on my own. I'll find you." he said after a couple of minutes and gave her a small leather pouch filled with the local currency.

"Are you sure you w-"

"Yes, I am." she was cut off by the Doctor as he already started to walk off. 'Something is going on...something big. And he doesn't want me to know about it. So it's either something private, dangerous or he isn't sure about it yet. In any case he shouldn't go alone.' she thought to herself as she waited for him to be far enough away so that she could follow him without getting noticed. Whatever he was trying to hide, with a bit of luck she would know about it soon.

Second chapter done. Please leave a review to let me know what you think about it. See you next chapter.

Shadownebular :)