Thank you to all you lovely people who reviewed. As for Toby being on Earth with them, you'll see.

I apologise for the shortness of this chapter but I'll make it up to you with a nice long third chapter :)

Disclaimer: I own Doctor Argon, he's my OC but as for the other Doctor, nope not mine :(

Argon's Analysis

Doctor C. Argon surveyed his patient behind a pair of thick, black rimmed spectacles. This girl was an interesting one for sure, not only that, she had just saved his career. There he was, sitting in his big, comfy, Old Style swivel chair, debating on whether to give up on his surgery altogether when in she walks, all flustered and nervous. Now she was laid down on the patients sofa, telling him about a strange dream.

"And then I wake up screaming," She concluded, taking a deep breath before fixing her gaze upon him, waiting for his reply.

Argon thought over what his patient had told him. A reoccurring dream like this one had to have some roots. She must have suffered some past trauma. But what?

"How long have you been experiencing this dream?"

"Um, they started 'bout a week and a half ago."

Argon leant forward in his chair, resting his elbows on his knees. He twirled his pen round above his notepad,"Did anything happen to you around that time. A stressful event of some sort or something that frustrated or scared you?"

The girl laughed slightly, "Yeah all of that actually."

"Do you care to go into details." Jesus he wasn't a mind reader after all.

"Um well, me and my friend-"

"Who is this friend?" He wanted all the facts, that was the only way these things were solved.

"Well he's sort of my uh, best friend I guess, we travel together, or at least we did."

"Why don't you travel anymore?"

She gave him an irritated look, "I was getting onto that." She sighed, "We sort of had to settle down, we had no choice. Our uh passports? Yeah passports expired. So we came to London, two weeks ago."

"How did you feel about not being able to travel?"

"Well we were both pretty upset, we still are. I can't go and see my mum, she lives a long way away see. And traveling was all the Doctor had, apart from me."

"A flat, we got a flat together." She made a funny face, "Me and the Doctor living in a flat,I never expected that to happen."

"And was the move stressful?" Forget the tiny details, he was getting there, he was sure of it.

She seemed to think about her answer, her brow furrowed as she thought,

"Well yeah, I mean it wasn't what we wanted, domestic. I used to think I wanted that, but then I met the Doctor and I saw all these wonderful things and learnt how to live. I mean really live. I guess being tied down like this so suddenly has been a shock."

Argon looked over the notes he had made. The description of the dream. Of her story about having to settle down. The answer seem to leap from the page, well that was easy. Pity, his first impression had been one of interest.

"Well Miss Tyler, it seems to me that this dream is representing your emotions. You say you wanted to keep traveling but you can't. That's the tunnel, you get so far but have to stop because something is restricting you. In reality, it's your passports, in the dream, it's the nightmare voice."

"And what about the gory death?"

Argon scratched his chin, he noticed he needed to shave. "Yes that is a bit strange I must admit, but I'd say it is because you feel like a part of you has died. You told me traveling with this friend of yours taught you how to live. Now that you have stopped you don't feel alive anymore."

She bit her lip and then sat up, "Okay, so how do I stop them?"

"Well there are two methods that come to mind. Firstly you and your friend learn to come to terms with what has happened and create a life for yourselves. A domestic life isn't that bad, I have a wife and two kids myself." It was a nightmare providing for them, how ironic, sorting out other people's lives when your own isn't so brilliant.

"Okay that might take a while, but I guess it wold be an adventure in itself. What was the second method."

"Drugs, they are a new make, will stop you dreaming completely."

She looked unsettled by that and laughed nervously, "Yeah, I'll take the first option thanks."

"Okay well I suggest we make an appointment for say, in four weeks?"

She stood up and he followed suite, he took her hand and shook it and she smiled warmly at him.

"Yes that would be great thanks."

"Alright I'll just write it down and get you to sign some forms."

When she left Argon sat back in his chair, she had been pretty, poor kid, it was such a shame to see the pretty ones in here.

Is Argon right about the dream or is he talking bollocks?

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