A/N: I do not own anything relating to Doctor Who. I only own the ideas of my OC. Sorry it has been a while between updates. I was sick (I still don't feel the best) and I had to go out of town for my sister-in-law's wedding. I'll hopefully start writing more but I don't know how fast I will be. Please review and let me know what you like and what you don't like. I always love knowing how you feel. As always, I hope you enjoy.

Rose and I were running toward a large door that was slowly closing. It was going to trap us in and we weren't safe. Rose started lagging behind me. I grabbed her hand. If she didn't hurry up we would both be stuck. If I didn't get her out, something bad would happen. I tried to get her to go under the door but she wouldn't leave me. The door closed, trapping us both. Suddenly there was a blinding pain shooting through my body.

I screamed myself awake. I looked around and saw that I was still in my room. A small headache was forming.

~Are you alright?~ The Tardis asked me gently.

"Just a bad dream. Is Rose up?" I asked as I got up and stretched. My muscles were a little sore, as if I had been running a marathon in my sleep.

~No. You've only been asleep for about 4 hours.~ I groaned and rubbed my eyes. ~Would you like me to get you something to help you sleep?~

"Thank you, but I might as well get up." She hummed in agreement as I went to find some clothes before taking a shower.

I let the warm water relax the tense muscles in my body. The dream or nightmare, whichever it was, had begun to slowly fade from memory. As I washed my hair, I tried to remember anything I could. The only thing that came to mind was something about running. I shook my head as I rinsed my hair. Of course there was running. That was the primary thing that happened in bad dreams. Running from the big bad whatever. I finished the shower and dried off, putting my hair in a towel as I got dressed. Dark denim jeans, black tank top, red off the shoulder over shirt, converse, black purse, necklace, and wing earrings. Taking my hair out of the towel, I dried it and put the upper part in a pony tail to keep it out of my face. After putting on some simple black eyeliner, I decided to wander a bit. I started walking down the halls, not really looking for anything in particular. Eventually the hall ended with a large wooden door. There was a carving of a book on the door.

I slowly opened it to reveal a large library with an oversized fireplace on one wall. The book cases were floor to ceiling with a couple sliding ladders scattered around. I smiled and walked over to one wall. After browsing the titles for a while, I grabbed the complete works of Edgar Allen Poe. I took the book and made my way to the garden. I watered the small tree clipping and climbed into one of the chairs before starting to read. It wasn't my first time reading this book. In fact, it was my favorite book. I had a copy of it back home at Jackie's flat. I got so immersed in reading that I didn't hear someone knock on the open doorway.

"How did I know I would find you in here." I jumped slightly at the sound of the Doctor speaking. I almost dropped the book but caught it as I turned around to face him. He chuckled lightly. "Sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you."

"Sure you didn't." I relaxed into the chair a bit. "What's up?"

"I asked the Tardis if you or Rose were up yet. She said Rose was still asleep but you were in here. Decided to come see how you were doing." He explained as he sat in the chair he had sat in before.

"I'm good. Decided to water the tree and read a little bit." I held up the book so he could see.

"Good choice." He nodded.

"It's one of my favorites. I've read everything in this at least twice. I've got a copy of it back at Jackie's." I added, setting the book next to me in the chair. I stared at him. He was watching me carefully. "What is it?"

"What do you mean?" He looked surprised. I gave him a pointed look. He sighed. "You're up awfully early. I asked the Tardis if you were alright when she said you were in here. She said you had a nightmare."

"Don't worry about that. I have them all the time. I don't even remember what they're about most of the time. The only way I know I have them is if I wake up freaking out or if Rose tells me that I was talking or crying in my sleep." I rambled, slightly wishing I hadn't said the last part. I didn't want anyone worrying about me. I assumed my room was rather sound proofed since Rose hadn't come to see me or woken up when I screamed myself awake. I was hoping to play it off as if I had stopped having my nightmares.

"Are you sure you're alright?" He didn't look convinced.

"I'm fine. Promise." I smiled and he nodded.

"There you two are." Rose said from the doorway. I turned to see her smiling.

"Morning sleepyhead." I teased her. She stuck her tongue out at me.

"I'm allowed to sleep longer than you every once in a while." She giggled. My stomach rumbled and she laughed harder. "Food?"

"Food." I got out of the chair and walked toward the door. I turned back to see the Doctor still sitting. "Want anything?" I asked him. He shook his head. "Fine. Be that way." I teased and walked off with Rose following me. We quickly found the kitchen and made a small breakfast. We ate in relative quiet. It wasn't normal and worried me slightly. "Spit it out."

"What?" She questioned as she continued to eat.

"You're quiet. You're never this quiet." I pointed out as I went to the sink to start washing my dishes.

"You're up early. Was it another nightmare?" She asked carefully as she came over to the sink with her dishes as well. I started washing hers.

"I don't know. I woke up and couldn't fall back asleep. I decided to go and read for a bit." I explained as I finished the dishes. Rose was watching me carefully when I turned around.

"Did I interrupt something earlier?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. I rolled my eyes and huffed.

"No. He was just checking in since a traitorous omnipotent ship decided to tell him I had a bad dream." I huffed slightly. I wasn't really mad at the Tardis and she knew it. I felt her laughing. I shook my head. "Why do you keep thinking there's something going on?" I asked Rose as I sat down on a stool and stared at her.

"Well, you know. You two really do act like an old married couple at times." She shrugged with a smile.

"Do you have a thing for him?" I was curious.

"Me? Oh no. Not my type. Definitely your type. Besides, we promised to never go after each others guy." She smirked at me. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.

"He's not mine." I huffed.

"Keep telling yourself that. Some day you two might actually admit your feelings instead of this epic denial act you both have going." She laughed and started out of the room. I frowned and started following her.

"What are you talking about?" I asked. She never got the chance to answer me. A small alarm started going off. We both ran to the control room. The Doctor was running around the console. "What's going on?" I asked. He didn't answer as we landed. He looked at the monitor and we walked out of the Tardis. We were in the hallway of what looked like a museum. There were display cases with strange things in them.

"So what is it? What's wrong?" Rose asked as the Doctor began looking around.

"Don't know. Some kind of signal drawing the Tardis off course." He explained while looking at a case with a very strange looking stuffed creature inside. I kept my distance from the cases.

"Where and when are we?" I questioned, looking around.

"Earth. Utah, North America. About half a mile underground. It's two thousand and twelve." He had moved on to another display case.

"God. That's so close. So I should be twenty six." Rose started. "And Nix you'd be-" She started but I quickly stopped her.

"Don't even." I gave her a quick glare. She held up her hands in surrender and I turned away.

"You'd be 30." She giggled. I glared at her again. The Doctor found a light switch and turned on the lights. The corridor illuminated. There were hundreds of display cases like the ones around us.

"Blimey. It's a great big museum." Rose breathed. We started walking down the corridor.

"An alien museum. Someone's got a hobby. They must have spent a fortune on this." The Doctor started pointing out things as we walked by them. "Chunks of meteorite, moon dust. That's the milometer from the Roswell spaceship." I stopped to look at the milometer.

"That's a bit of Slitheen! That's a Slitheen's arm. It's been stuffed." Rose cried as she looked into one case that held a long green arm with three claws. I grimaced at it.

"Oh, look at you." The Doctor said softly. I turned to see what he was looking at. It was a robotic head of some sort. It looked like it had handles on each side of the head.

"What is it?" I asked as Rose and I walked over.

"An old friend of mine. Well, enemy. The stuff of nightmares reduced to an exhibit. I'm getting old." If he didn't look so deep in thought, I would have teased him about that comment. Instead, I stayed quiet and observed him.

"Is that where the signal's coming from?" Rose questioned. The Doctor didn't look at her. He continued to look at the robotic head in the display case in front of him.

"No. It's stone dead. The signal's alive. Something's reaching out, calling for help." He reached up and touched the glass of the display case. An alarm started going off and a group of armed guards rushed in.

"You had to touch it! Hmm, an alien museum. Someone spent a lot of money. Lets touch one of the displays. They probably don't have a security system." I hissed at him under my breath. First it was a button on a door, now it was touching glass in a very expensive collection. The guards had us surrounded. There was no way back to the Tardis or away from them.

"If someone's collecting aliens, that makes you Exhibit A." Rose said quietly to the Doctor.

"Not the best thing in the world to say right now, Rose." I whispered at her. One of the guards instructed us to follow. We were led onto an elevator. Once on the floor they wanted, we were met by a woman named Diana Goddard. Her and a couple guards led us into an office. A man with a slightly receding hairline sat at a desk. A young man was showing him something.

"What does it do?" The man behind the desk asked as he took the item from the younger man.

"Well, you see the tubes on the side? It must be to channel something. I think maybe fuel." He said slightly nervously.

"I really wouldn't hold it like that." The Doctor tried to interrupt.

"Shut it." Goddard snapped at him. I watched everyone carefully.

"Really, though, that's wrong." The Doctor insisted.

"Is it dangerous?" The young man questioned, even more nervous than before.

"No, it just looks silly." He replied and leaned in to reach for the thing. The guards cocked their guns and aimed them. I held my breath. The man behind the desk raised his hand to hold them off before he stood and handed the Doctor the item. He seemed curious. The Doctor held the item in his hands and inspected it briefly. "You just need to be delicate." He slid his fingers along one side of it and it played a couple notes. He smiled at Rose and I after he played a couple more notes. I shook my head at him.

"It's a musical instrument." The man in charge said excitedly.

"And it's a long way from home." The Doctor replied.

"Here, let me." The man took the musical instrument back and tried to recreate the sound that the Doctor had. He moved his fingers along it harshly and a couple annoying sounds were produced.

"I did say delicate. It reacts to the smallest fingerprint. It needs precision." The man tried again, not being as aggressive with it. Finally a few nice notes were played. "Very good. Quite the expert." The Doctor smiled.

"As are you." The man smiled. Then he threw the instrument off to the side. It landed on the floor. The younger man looked after it worriedly. "Who exactly are you?"

"I'm the Doctor. And who are you?" He asked.

"Like you don't know. We're hidden away with the most valuable collection of extra-terrestrial artifacts in the world, and you just stumbled in by mistake." The man scoffed.

"Pretty much sums me up, yeah." The Doctor smiled. I looked at him before rolling my eyes and shaking my head. It was a pretty good description of him though.

"The question is, how did you get in?" He walked around the desk and came to stand in front of the Doctor. "Fifty three floors down, with your little cat burglar accomplices." He looked at us. I met his eyes with a glare. He turned back to the Doctor. "You're quite a collector yourself, they're rather pretty."

"Oi! Watch it." Rose warned him.

"You just might get a nice punch if you don't stop referring to them in the third person." I snapped at him. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"They're English too! Hey, little Lord Fauntleroy. Got you a couple girlfriends. Might be careful with the dark haired one though." He smirked. I started clenching and un-clenching my fists. Rose grabbed one of my hands. I looked at her and she shook her head. I sighed and popped my neck.

"This is Mister Henry Van Statten." The younger man explained.

"And who's he when he's at home?" Rose asked.

"Mister Van Statten owns the internet." He replied.

"Don't be stupid. No one owns the internet." She scoffed.

"And let's just keep the whole world thinking that way, right kids?" Mr. Van Statten smiled as he said this.

"So you're just about an expert in everything except the things in your museum. Anything you don't understand, you lock up." The Doctor was no longer amused. He wasn't quite as angry as I was but he definitely wasn't as excited as he had been.

"And you claim greater knowledge?" Van Statten asked.

"I don't need to make claims, I know how good I am."

"And yet, I captured you. Right next to the Cage. What were you doing down there?" They were having a staring contest.

"You tell me." The Doctor quipped.

"The Cage contains my one living specimen."

"And what's that?"

"Like you don't know."

"Show me."

"You want to see it?" The back and forth was getting annoying.

"Blimey, you can smell the testosterone." Rose groaned.

"You're telling me." I huffed.

"Goddard, inform the Cage we're heading down." He commanded the woman that was next to the Doctor. She nodded and walked off a bit. "You, English. Look after the girls. Go and canoodle or spoon or whatever it is you British do." He pointed to the younger man. He nodded. "And you, Doctor with no name, come and see my pet." He smirked as he walked away. The Doctor looked at us with a slightly worried expression.

"We'll be fine. Go on. Just be careful. Alright?" I said as I locked eyes with him. He was definitely worried for us. He nodded and walked off with the others. They left so that it was just the three of us left in the room. I turned to the young man. "So, what's your name?" I asked.

"Oh. Adam." He said as he walked around the table.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Rose and this is Nix." Rose explained gesturing to me since I wasn't about to tell him my name. He gestured for us to follow him.

"Nix?" He asked.

"Short for Phoenix." I said simply. Rose elbowed me. I looked at her and mouthed 'what'. She gave me a frown. I held up my hands.

"Now you're being rude." She huffed at me quietly.

"Sorry." I muttered as we walked into a room with shelves and shelves of boxes and random items.

"Sorry about the mess. Mister Van Statten sort of lets me do my own thing, so long as I deliver the goods." Adam explained as we entered the room. I walked around the edge and looked at various things. "What do you think that is?" I turned to see him handing rose a chunk of metal. I went back to looking at things on shelves.

"Er, a lump of metal?" She asked. I could hear her setting it down as well.

"Yeah. Yeah, but I think, well, I'm almost certain, it's from the hull of a spacecraft. The thing is, it's all true. Everything the United Nations tries to keep quiet, spacecraft, aliens, visitors to Earth. They really exist." Adam spoke excitedly. I gave up looking at things around the room and went back by the door to lean against its frame. Since neither had noticed me, I simply observed them for a bit.

"That's amazing." Rose said as she played with her hair.

"I know it sounds incredible, but I honestly believe the whole universe is just teeming with life." He continued.

"I'm gobsmacked, yeah. And you do what, sit here and catalog it?" She asked him.

"Best job in the world." He smiled and messed with some things on his desk.

"Imagine if you could get out there. Travel amongst the stars and see it for real." I tried not to roll my eyes and gag at their flirting. Leave it to Rose to flirt with the guy who was essentially our babysitter.

"Yeah, I'd give anything. I don't think it's ever going to happen. Not in our lifetimes." He shook his head.

"Oh, you never know. What about all those people who say they've been inside of spaceships and things and talked to aliens?" She tried. He sipped something from a coffee cup. He nodded at first before speaking.

"I think they're nutters." He chuckled. She turned back to him and smiled.

"Yeah, me too." She giggled.

"I don't know. I've met a couple people who will go to their deathbeds saying they met an alien and went into a spaceship." I shrugged. They finally seemed to notice me standing off to the side. I waved slightly. "Yep. Still here." Rose laughed at me.

"But I know for a fact that one of them is absolutely insane." She teased.

"Watch it. She's nowhere near as bad as the other." I pouted, causing her to laugh even harder. Adam simply watched our exchange with a confused look. "Anyway. How did you end up here, Adam." I asked him, not really wanting to explain our strange little conversation.

"Van Statten has agents all over the world looking for geniuses to recruit." He explained with a proud smile. I tried not to laugh at him.

"Oh, right. You're a genius." Rose seemed a little amused at this as well.

"Sorry, but yeah. I can't help it. I was born clever. When I was eight, I logged onto the US Defense System. Nearly caused World War Three." He looked very proud of himself. I simply frowned. I didn't understand how someone could be excited about almost causing such a horrible thing.

"What, and that's funny, is it?" Rose seemed a bit concerned at his attitude about this as well.

"Well, you should have been there just to see them running about. Fantastic!" I quirked an eyebrow as he said this. Rose looked from him to me, then back again.

"You sound like the Doctor." She smiled.

"Are you and him?" He asked her.

"No, we're just friends. He and Nix though." She started giggling at the glare I was giving her.

"Don't start that today." I huffed and crossed my arms. Rose looked back at Adam.

"But no. We're just good friends." She explained. He smiled.

"Good."

"Why is it good?"

"It just is." Their flirting was getting to be a bit much. I had to keep reminding myself to not be rude. I'm not sure why, but there was just something about him that put me off slightly. Something in the back of my mind was telling me that he was bad news but he hadn't really done anything to make me think that. I frowned and shook my head to clear my mind. They were still doing their sly looking away flirting.

"Anyways. Wouldn't you rather be downstairs?" I asked Adam. He looked at me strangely, as if just noticing that I was still in the room, again. "You've got all kinds of things in here, bits of metal and other things, but Van Statten has a living creature down there." I explained.

"Yeah. Yeah, well, I did ask, but he keeps it to himself." He explained. Then he looked at the computer. "Although, if you're a genius, it doesn't take long to patch through on the comm. system." He was smiling at Rose once again.

"Let's have a look, then." She smiled at him. He started typing on the computer. Rose stood next to him. From my spot against the wall, I could see the screen just fine.

"It doesn't do much, the alien. It's weird. It's kind of useless. It's just like this great big pepper pot." He explained as he pulled up a camera in a room. There was a man in an orange jumpsuit walking toward a large metal contraption. The man started doing something to it and the creature began to scream. I froze, just watching it. Once again I had the urge to run and not turn back.

"It's being tortured! Where's the Doctor?" Rose cried.

"I don't know." Adam said as he watched the screen.

"Take us down there now." Rose demanded. She walked past Adam and grabbed my arm, leading me out of the room. I hesitated and she turned to look at me. "What is it?" She asked.

"Something is wrong. Lots of things are wrong. The Doctor was going down there and now he's not there. If they're torturing that creature, what are they going to do to him." My breathing was coming in short gasps and my head started to throb. My heart was beginning to beat erratically. Rose sat me on the ground and started going through my purse.

"Got any water?" She asked Adam. He went back into his little room and came back with a water bottle. Rose found a pill bottle and opened it. I tried shaking my head no. "Just one, then. Two knocks you out. One will help with the anxiety." She handed me a pill and opened the water bottle for me. The look of worry in her eyes made my resolve crumble. I gave in and took the pill. After a couple minutes my heart rate started evening out. "Better?" She asked nervously.

"Yeah. Thanks." I took her hand and she helped me stand.

"What was that about? Are you alright?" Adam asked nervously. We spoke as Rose led us to a lift down the corridor form Adam's office.

"I have crippling migraines and a very annoying panic disorder." I huffed as we walked into the lift. Adam pressed a button and we started descending. I popped my neck, trying to ease the building tension in it. It didn't help.

"Basically, any time she gets overwhelmed she needs to take her medicine or she'll be unconscious in a couple minutes." Rose explained. I grimaced, thinking of a time almost a year prior. One of Jackie's boyfriends had gotten quite drunk. He was going on about how Rose and I were taking up too much of Jackie's time. He started calling her all kinds of hurtful things. Her crying was the last straw. I started having a panic attack. I punched the guy in his nose, breaking it. He ran off. A couple minutes later, I fainted. Luckily I was already sitting on the couch so I didn't get hurt. After that, Jackie insisted that I see a doctor. They prescribed a heavy sedative after several medicines failed to work. The lift stopped, thankfully drawing me from my thoughts. Adam took lead and led us to the Cage.

"Hold it right there." A man at a desk stood to stop us. Adam pulled out his ID.

"Level three access. Special clearance from Mister Van Statten." He said confidently. He showed the man in the orange jump suit his ID as well. They let us through. We walked into a concrete room. The creature was bound in chains. There was a blue eye like light at the end of a pipe. It also had what looked like a plunger and whisk for arms. I could feel my stomach tighten at the sight of it but I didn't know why. "Don't get too close." Adam warned us. Rose started walking forward. The large door closed behind us.

"Oh that's lovely. Hey, here's an idea, how about we don't close the large vault like door in an ominous fashion." I groaned as I turned from the door to Rose. She was getting closer to the creature. I walked over to her. "Rose, be careful." I grabbed her hand.

"It's fine." She stepped a little closer, pulling me with her. She looked at the creature. "Hello. Are you in pain? My name's Rose Tyler, this is my sister Phoenix. We've got a friend, he can help. He's called the Doctor. What's your name?" It took a minute for the creature to respond.

"Yes." It spoke in a robotic monotone voice. Two little lights on the top of it lit up when it spoke. I tried to back up but Rose's grip was firm. She gave me a questioning look but didn't let go.

"What?" She asked as she looked back at the creature. It raised the eye stalk to look at her.

"I am in pain. They torture me, but still they fear me. Do you fear me?" It asked. I didn't answer, I just stared at it.

"No." Rose answered. It lowered its eye stalk once again.

"I am dying." If a monotone voice could sound sad, it would have. I frowned. I was afraid of it but that didn't mean I wanted to see it die. Still there was something inside of me screaming that I shouldn't help it.

"No, we can help." Rose tried to comfort the creature.

"Rose, be careful." I hissed at her.

"Why are you so worried. You were the one who embraced all the other aliens before." She gave me a disapproving glance.

"There's just something wrong." I didn't know quite how to express my feelings of discomfort. Rose knew about my gut instincts slightly, though she never really paid much attention to them even when they proved to be right several times. She shook her head and turned back to the creature.

"I welcome death. But I am glad that before I die I have met a human who was not afraid." The creature said after watching our small exchange. It didn't seem to take any notice of me or what I was saying.

"Is there anything I can do?" Rose asked it gently.

"My race is dead, and I shall die alone." It said. Rose raised her hand to touch it. I put my hand up to stop her. Instead, she made me touch the creature as well.

"Rose, no!" Adam cried. I pulled my hand back when a searing pain crossed my palm. Rose did the same. There were two glowing hand prints on the creature for a minute. They quickly faded.

"Genetic material extrapolated. Initiate cellular reconstruction!" The creature cried. I started backing away, pulling Rose with me. We went back to the doorway. The chains containing the creature started breaking and falling away. There were sparks from the wires that were connected to it. The door opened next to us and the man in the orange jumpsuit came running in with a drill.

"What the hell have you done?" He growled at us as he ran over to the creature. It raised the plunger looking appendage at the man. He chuckled slightly. "What are you going to do? Sucker me to death?" With that, the creature's plunger attached to the mans face and started a suction. We quickly ran out of the room. Rose ran over to one of the guards.

"It's killing him! Do something!" She cried.

"Condition red! Condition red!" He repeated into a microphone, sounding an alarm through the entire building. "This is not a drill! I repeat, this is not a drill!"