THE DOCTORS POV: I was in her dreams. I saw us... on a... no... and I... no... and she said that she... no... Then she rose, as the Bad Wolf, and killed me. I felt her trying to fight this. I jumped off the couch like she burned me. She looked like I had beaten her. She looked rejected.

"Doctor, I'm" she started, and I cut her off

"I- I think you should go." I looked down at my shoes and pulled a handle on the console. We landed in her apartment.

"Doctor, it was only a dream, I-" she started again, now crying.

"I said. Go. Go and don't come back." I tried to remark coldly, but my voice broke and cracked. She reached out for my hand and I jerked it back. She let hers drop, and turned away. Her hand on the door, she stopped, turned, and looked me in the eyes. Then she shook her head and pushed the door open. She didn't come back.

MY POV: I thought the Doctor would have understood, and shrugged it off. I didn't expect to be sitting home, crying, missing him. I didn't expect such brutal rejection. I didn't sleep for days. Just sat, and I began to go mad again. Hearing the song, the awful song from the void. Soon, I lay still, and stiff. I couldn't move. Could barely breathe. I hated the Doctor, and I knew that. What I didn't know, was that deep inside me, the Bad Wolf energy was reawakening, using my hate for the Doctor, to create a plan to kill him.

THE DOCTOR'S POV: She had too hate me. I knew she would. I would never forgive myself for that. For rejecting her, sending her away. She can't love me. The Bad Wolf uses strong emotion to conceive the host they use. Emotions like love, and sadness and hate- Wait... Hate! Oh no no no. I ran to the monitor, and searched her on the screen. There she sat, crying, singing that maddening song. What had I done? Sent her to death? No, no no no no. I pulled down the TARDIS return control and we flashed into her apartment. I opened the door, and was greeted by her flinging herself at me. " Oh doctor, I'm sorry! Please don't leave me. Please!" She cried into my shoulder, I wrapped my arms around her waist, trying to calm her down.

" Hey, It's alright. I'm here, I'll never leave you again. I- I promise."

"Doctor..." she said, muffled. I felt her hand move, but thought nothing of it. Until she pulled a syringe out of her pocket. She snuck her hand up to my neck, and leaned in, I did too. Then, she stuck the needle in my neck.

"Never trust a Bad Bad Wolf, Doctor." She laughed. I slid to the floor, unconscious.

THE DOCTOR'S POV: I woke up chained to a wall, in a white cell. My head felt like someone had thrown a brick at me, and I was bruised and cut. She was looking down at me, smirking.

"Miss me?" she laughed menacingly

"Get out of her." I growled

"Oh you'd like that, wouldn't you" she chuckled again.

"What do you want?" I asked harshly

"To hurt you" She smiled.

"Haven't you enough? You've taken her, the girl I lo- I mean my companion" I blushed

" You love her? Even more fun" She smiled, I scowled.

"Just fight it Brooke! I know you're in there! I'm here, and I- I love you." I finished.

The Bad Wolf doubled over, coughing, I saw her, fighting "Doctor, please, believe me. Believe me. It's like a fairy tale. Act of love, no more Bad Wolf. Please doctor...'

"Believe me."