Author's note So here is the next chapter! It is a bit longer, but it is slowly starting to answer some of the questions. I hope that you will enjoy it!

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Ep1 The Sleeping Policeman Ch7

They stopped at the door and the Doctor and Jack looked expectantly to Sally.

"It's Bella's room," she said slowly before opening the door and walking in, the other two following her in and looking around.

The bed took up most of the space in the middle of the small room. There was a desk under the window that was covered in books and paper and there were no personal items in the room whatsoever.

"It's just a bedroom." Jack said slowly.

"Turn around and close the door." Sally instructed quietly making Jack raise his eyebrows and moved to close the door, seeing as he was closest.

"Oh my God!" gasped Jack as the Doctor pushed him out of the way to get a closer look at what was stuck on the back of the bedroom door.

Hundreds of drawings had been stuck to the door with sticky tape; drawings that the Doctor could easily recognise. There was a red Dalek, some horrid looking Slitheen, the Judoon, the massive bird-like Mammonteal, plus many others like the terrifying Cybermen, the kind-faced Mantises and even the ghost-like alien Sirena that they had encountered at Torchwood only a few weeks ago.

"She remembers everything." Jack said shocked as the Doctor continued to stare at the back of the door open mouthed.

"I am gathering the more important things are in here," Sally said, making them look back to her to find that she had picked up a large cardboard box and placed it on the bed. "From what I have flicked through, the stories, the better drawings, mostly of people, are here. I don't know if you have noticed, but she hasn't taken off that chain that's around her neck with the key on it either."

The Doctor slowly moved forward and picked up a black book and flipped it open, seeing the familiar face of Sarah Jane sketched skilfully onto the page. He continued flicking through the think pages, seeing her father's face, faces belonging to the Amazonian tribesmen, as well as the faces of Captain Brooks and midshipman Ryan from the Eternal's ship as Jack picked up a thick notebook and started to scan through it.

"It's all here," Jack said. "Everything we've ever done together, plus more that I had no idea about –"he paused, reading something. "- I knew you snogged her when you were human again, oh, Martha would be so peeved!" he added somewhat triumphantly, the word 'snogged' sounding strange with an American accent. "She hasn't forgotten a thing!"

The Doctor didn't respond to him as he continued to flick absentmindedly through the pages, thinking that this all felt very familiar to him. "I thought that you said that when Bella arrived here all she had was her iPod and her mobile phone." He asked as he saw a picture of the TARDIS with the words 'time and relative dimension in space' written underneath it.

"I did," Sally said. "She's done all this in six days."

The Doctor came to the final page in the sketchbook and found a rather large and detailed portrait of himself grinning. His eyes narrowed. This was too familiar, but he didn't think how it could be relevant, it was impossible.

"How could she do all this in six days?" Jack asked.

"Bella doesn't sleep much these days." Sally told him sadly.

"What do you mean?" the Doctor asked sharply, tearing his eyes away from the page.

"She has these terrible nightmares and she gets so worked up and it is only getting worse and worse every night." Sally explained shivering slightly. "I can hardly calm her down anymore."

"Has she said what she has been dreaming about?" the Doctor asked frowning.

Sally shook her head. "Not really, she always avoids answering, but what I can gather from all the words that she mumbles out every night it's this; the faceless monster." She finished somewhat dramatically as she handed the Doctor another book, already open.

He took it slowly and his brown eyes fell onto the almost faceless, black-robed figure that he knew to be the Trickster. Bella must have been dreaming about the day that she had been taken by the Trickster and had her memory wiped. The Doctor could no longer ignore the similarities, not if Bella was constantly dreaming of that.

When the Doctor had become human in order to hide from the families of Blood and Pain respectively, both times he had dreamt of what had happened leading up to the cause of his transformation almost every night. It almost felt like his mind or possibly even the TARDIS wanted to remind him of who and what he truly was. Forehead creased in concentration, he pondered on what this could possibly mean.

Could it mean that Bella's mind was far stronger than even he imagined or was something helping her fight off the Trickster's hold? Just as his mind seemed to explode with thousands of possibilities, his thoughts were rudely interrupted.

"What the hell are you doing in my bedroom?"

The door had opened, and the Doctor, Jack and Sally all looked around to find Bella staring at them all furiously, her eyes quickly falling onto the books and papers in all of their hands. She rushed forwards, snatching the books from them all and holding them tightly and protectively to her chest.

"Sally?" she said, shaking slightly with rage.

Sally looked down, unable to look her friend in the eyes. "Yes?" she said innocently.

Her response seemed to anger Bella further. "What are you doing in here looking through my private notes? I trusted you! And then I come home to find you snooping through my things? What, may I ask, have I done to deserve this?"

"I'm sorry Bella," Sally said guiltily, thinking that she was over-reacting slightly. "I'm just trying to help –"

"Help?" repeated Bella shrilly. "What for, I don't need any help, I am perfectly fine –"

"You are not!" Sally said sternly and the Doctor looked to her, shaking his head to tell her to drop it but Sally chose to ignore him. "You turn up on my doorstep seven days ago with nothing, with no proper memories of the past year that you have spent travelling with this man!" she finished somewhat heatedly, pointing to the Doctor.

"Don't be ridiculous," Bella scoffed after glancing at the Doctor briefly. "I think I would have remembered travelling with a friend of yours –"

"Bella, he isn't a friend of my family's." Sally said despite the Doctor's constant warnings. "He's a friend of yours, a pretty good one by the looks of things. I only know him through you!"

"I have never seen him before in my life." Bella said quietly, looking suddenly frightened and the Doctor tried to ignore the pain that a sentence like that caused him.

"Bella!" yelled Sally in exasperation, snatching one of the sketchbooks out of Bella's arms and opening it up next to the Doctor's face.

"Sally!" the Doctor tried to object, but Sally ignored him yet again.

"I don't…" Bella said, looking from the drawing she had done to the real thing, the Doctor looking back to her. She looked so confused and frightened and the Doctor suddenly felt very scared.

"He isn't real," Bella whispered, her voice trembling as she looked directly into the Doctor's eyes. "That man in my drawing, he isn't – he can't… he is just part of my imagination… never real…"

"How can you say that when he is standing right in front of you?" shouted Sally and Bella took a few, frightened steps backwards, blinking back confused tears and putting her hand to her forehead, a brief look of pain flashing across her face.

"Stop!" the Doctor said angrily, snatching the book out of Sally's hands. "I don't know what will happens if she remembers!"

"But she does remember, clearly!" Sally argued, pointing at the sketchbook and the Doctor could tell she was arguing because it scared her seeing Bella in her current state.

"No, it is her subconscious memories;" the Doctor argued back, "forcing her to remember like this could kill her!"

"Bella" said Jack gently, seeing that Bella was becoming paler and paler by the second. "It's okay."

Bella looked to him thankfully before shaking her head in confusion.

"Bella we can help you," the Doctor said quietly. "I promise," he added softly.

She bit her lip, her hand brushing across her forehead again.

"You know who he is, don't you, you remember, you have to, you aren't my Bella." Sally pressed. "You travelled with him into space –"

"Stop," said Jack before the Doctor even had the chance to as they all saw another look of pain flash across her pale face.

"I don't… I don't know," she whispered, her hand once again on her forehead. She frowned and took another step back before swaying violently.

The Doctor made to rush forward, but Bella stopped him.

"No Doctor," she gasped, utter agony spread right across her entire face. "You can't… you can't help me now…"

The Doctor suddenly gripped onto his own forehead, a rush of pain paralysing him momentarily. He suddenly felt the full power of the TARDIS's psychic link surge through his mind before vanishing again moments later, leaving the Doctor feeling dazed and exhausted. He lowered his hands from his head, the pain having disappeared as quickly as it came, and looked emotionally to Bella, who seemed to be struggling to stay upright.

She had said his name…

"What is going on in here?" said Dylan, who poked his head through the doorway. "I get home after a long day and find you all yelling at each other – Bella, what's wrong?"

"I don't know," she answered him tearfully, turning to him so that the Doctor could no longer see her face. "I feel like I am missing something important… someone I need… my head hurts so much!"

"What have you done?" Dylan accused angrily, looking to the Doctor.

"Dylan, it wasn't him," Sally said quickly. "It was m-"

"Thought you could just stroll back in from saving the universe in your stupid blue police box –"

"Dylan!" the Doctor gasped, his eyes on the back of Bella's head as she swayed violently again. "You need to stop right now!"

"No!" he yelled. Clearly he had been wanting to get this out of his system since the Doctor had arrived. "You turn up out of nowhere and take her away from the people who have known Bella her whole life and who actually love her, ruining everything! Look at everything you've done! Her memory's gone, her house has been ruined and if those stories that she's written are anything to go by she would have to be emotionally destroyed, all because of you!"

"Bella!" the Doctor yelled as Bella fell backwards, the Doctor managing to catch her before she hit the floor.

"Idiot!" said Jack harshly to Dylan, who was looking down to Bella horrified. "You come in here mouthing off, after we just said that we didn't know what would happened if we forced her to remember –"

"And how exactly would I have known that?" Dylan asked defensively. "I wasn't in the room!"

"That's why you don't start mouthing off about things that your tiny little mind knows nothing about!"

"Excuse me?" Dylan shouted, sounding very offended. "So if you are such a great friend, where were you when he abandoned her?"

"Jack, that's enough." The Doctor said quietly in an attempt to shut them both up. "Neither of you are helping at all."

Jack glared angrily at Dylan, who continued to stare angrily back at him, as the Doctor lifted Bella up off the floor. Sally quickly pulled the box off the bed and the Doctor lowered Bella onto it before taking a seat on the edge of the bed beside her.

"Will she be okay?" Sally whispered with guilt in her voice.

"I don't know, because I haven't figured everything out yet." The Doctor said gently, just watching Bella's face.

Sally nodded before looking angrily up to her older brother. "We both made a promise not to read those stories that she'd written after we found them."

"I only read one of the entries," he answered her angrily. "It was the one where John Smith took advantage of her –"

"You're only jealous that it wasn't you!" Jack muttered immaturely, making the Doctor cringe slightly.

"Whatever." Dylan said angrily before storming out of the room, slamming his bedroom door as he went.

Silence fell and the events of the last half hour gave the Doctor plenty to think about, the trouble was, he had no idea where to start.

As he had thought before, the similarities between how Bella was acting and her memory loss to when he had been human were mounting the more he thought about it, but he was seriously doubted that they could be connected. It just wasn't possible, even if the Trickster had somehow gotten his hands on another TARDIS (which in itself was impossible) there was no way that he could have used the Chameleon Arch on Bella because she wasn't a Time Lord, so nothing would have happened.

No, that couldn't have anything to do with it, the TARDIS couldn't be involved. But then he remembered the moment that Bella had said his name. He could feel the TARDIS inside his head like he normally could, so maybe the TARDIS was somehow involved, helping Bella fight what the Trickster had done. Frowning, he gently reached over and touched Bella's forehead, which felt as though it were on fire.

"She has a fever," he said quietly to himself, as Jack and Sally watched his every move.

He had honestly thought that a fever would be impossible for Bella to have, considering she shouldn't be able to get sick, which made him think that whatever was happening inside her mind was equivalent to one epic battle that a lot of energy was going into. With a sudden jolt, the Doctor managed to piece together two impossible things. Something was putting an incredible amount of energy into helping Bella fight to keep her memories, and the TARDIS – his wonderful, brilliant TARDIS – was putting every available bit of energy she had into something apparently important. What if – and the Doctor admitted it was a very big what if – it was the TARDIS helping Bella hold onto her memories?

"Doctor, she's having another nightmare." Sally said, interrupting the Doctor's rather genius train of thought.

"It's not another one," he said quietly, watching Bella stir in her sleep. "She's been having the same nightmare for the past week."

Sally gave a small gasp as the Doctor reached out and touched Bella's arm to try and calm her down. She'd been murmuring and muttering in her sleep, her face had become pale again and her whole body had broken out in a cold sweat. At the Doctor's touch, however, she became still and silent, her expression softening.

He watched her sadly for a few moments before standing up. "I will be in the TARDIS if anything happens," he said, moving to the door.

Sally made a move to stop him but Jack shook his head, so she remained where she was, perplexed by absolutely everything.