Title: Memory Thief.
Author: JForward
Summary: Basically a re-make of Memory but slightly different. Enjoy!
Chapter 3:
They walked down the street, the Doctor repeatedly glancing back towards the damaged TARDIS. Rose looked at him worriedly, and he smiled slightly. "I'm just worried about her. You know." She nodded. The Doctor led her into what appeared to be a café. The smell of what appeared to be herbal tea wafted in the air and the Doctor ordered two. Rose liked the taste, a kind of mix of blueberry and grape. Leaving the Café, they sat on a bench nearby, sipping the hot drinks.
Rose could tell the Doctor was in pain, but he didn't say anything, just sipping his hot drink. Then, without warning, Rose gasped out, knocking her drink to the floor as she brought her hands up, memorys buzzing through her head. "Rose?" The Doctor asked, touching her shoulder softly and then crying out, drink also falling on the floor as he thrashed his head, the memorys burning.
Rose stared at him, terrified. "Doctor?" She asked softly, not touching him, knowing what happened to her. Then she felt a pain on the back of her head and as she fell into darkness, she felt herself lifted before everything faded.
The Doctor's eyes were throbbing in their sockets, there was a rushing noise in his ear, he couldn't make a sound, he was spinning in the dark and the pain, crying out silently, entrapped. Then it all vanished, and he was stood alone. His wrist was unbound, and healed. He looked around, confused, and lost. Then he knew what was happening.
He was trapped. Trapped in his nightmare, trapped with no means of escape. "no…" He whispered. There was never an escape from his nightmare.
A/N: Sorry, short, I know!