Disclaimer: If I owned Doctor Who or any of it's characters, I probably wouldn't be writing this, would I?

Rose hadn't been sleeping that night. She was too nervous to sleep. So when the Doctor had awoken with a start she hadn't even blinked. He wasn't truly awake when she asked him what was wrong.

'Pears...' he mumbled, his eyes closing slowly as he drifted back off to sleep, still anxious. 'They're going to kill me...'

'Erm...don't let 'em get you, yeah? The...I've got an army of bananas waiting and we'll be there in a sec.' she replied, in an awkwardly improvised attempt at comfort.

The Doctor nodded and fell back to sleep. Rose looked at him for a moment, wondering if she should go ahead with the plan. She bit her lip worriedly - and then shook her head and made ready to leave. The Doctor wasn't going to be happy with her once he found out what she was doing...but that wasn't important yet. She would sort that out later, but right now, the plan was all that mattered.

-o0o-

The following morning, the Doctor awoke with a dopey smile plastered across his face. He had dreamt that, just as the pears were about to tie him to the stake, Rose had appeared with hundreds of bananas and turned the pears into a spiced dessert, which they gave to K9. He rolled over and opened his eyes -

- and Rose wasn't there. He called her name but there was no reply. He jumped out of bed and ran into the console room, still crying Rose's name. She was nowhere to be seen.

He then realised that he had no other option.

'JACK!' he shouted, and braced himself. This wasn't going to be easy.

Jack appeared a few minutes later, already dressed. He began to say, 'What's up?', but never finished his sentence, as he took in the sight of the Doctor and his eyes widened.

'Jack,' the Doctor warned.

'Stripey pyjamas?!' Jack questioned.

'Yeah, now Jack, there's a problem-'

'You wear pyjamas?'

'Yes, Jack, sorry to disappoint you, but there's a-'

'But you look so CUTE!' Jack cried, and pulled the Doctor into a bear hug.

'Jack, there's really no time for you to be marvelling at my pyjamas!' the Doctor shouted, his voice muffled by Jack's overcoat. 'We have a MASSIVE problem!' He finally managed to yank himself free of Jack's grasp, and glared at Jack. Jack looked slightly offended, but then gathered himself and concentrated on the task at hand. 'So what's going on?'

The Doctor paused before answering, intending to make the situation slightly more dramatic. 'Rose has gone.'

'Well, where did she go?'

'I don't know, do I? That's why I called you. I need your help.'

Jack smirked. 'Any time...'

'JACK!'

'Yeah, sorry. What do you need me to do?'

'I need you to search the TARDIS for any clues as to where she's gone. I'll make the TARDIS do a scan for all life forms onboard, just so we know she hasn't gone and gotten herself lost again. Or aliens have captured her.'

Jack saluted the Doctor and dashed out of the room.

-o0o-

'Okay, I'm here, you can, er, turn the lights on now!' Rose said, trying to hide her nerves.

'Oh dear.' a voice said in false sympathy. 'Is little Rosey Posey afraid of the dark?'

'Scared of the dark, are you serious?' Rose replied. 'You're talking to the Bad Wolf, here.'

The lights flickered on with one of those tremendous thuds that one hears on movies. Rose looked up to find her boss sitting on what looked like a throne. 'Did you bring the object?'

'Yep, it's, er...it's right here.' Rose drew the object out of her backpack, and Rose's boss stared, awe-struck, as it shone with a brilliant golden light.