A/N: Well, here's a new chapter...thanks to everyone who has been reading...checked my stats the other day (when I finally figured out how to do it!) and I discovered that this story has had 88 visitors and nearly 300 hits! That's more than I eveeeeerrrr imagined, and I really appreciate the reviews, it's awesome :) shout out to Sinthuja, couldn't reply to you direct, you're awesome, glad you're enjoying it ;)

Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own Doctor Who. Sadly. If I did I would have given Mickey Smith a much bigger role...you know he deserved it!

Rating: I haven't had a whole lot of feedback in terms of the rating, so for now I guess it will stay at M rating, for ever-so-slightly mature themes...if you have any qualms with that, let me know :)

Oh... and just to let you know, I haven't watched "The Impossible Planet" for ages, so I apologise if my description is a bit off.

Enjoy! Xoxox

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Last time...

"Thank you." I whispered to him. I continued to unbutton his jacket.

And this time he didn't try to stop me.

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After an eventful time with the Doctor, I fell asleep, naked, content, and relaxed with the Doctor's arms wrapped around me protectively, one hand lightly enveloping my stomach, and the other resting on my cheek.

While I slept, I dreamed.

I found myself in a circular room with a few metal tables around the edge. The room was a bit dirty, not unlike a mechanic's workshop back home on Earth, with smudges of oil and paint around. Turning around, I saw a spray-painted sign above some curious-looking symbols:

"WELCOME TO HELL."

I didn't understand; I had never seen this room before. Suddenly a door hissed open, and a pair of creatures walked through. They were about human height, but they had bald heads and wrinkly faces, with diagonal slitted eyes. But it was the meat-like tendrils in the place where their mouth should have been that made my breath hitch in my throat. They looked positively terrifying. One of the creatures unattached a white orb from its chest. The orb lit up, and the creature began to speak to me.

"Doctor."

I tried to say that I wasn't the Doctor, and I didn't know where he was, but I couldn't seem to make my mouth work. The alien continued to talk to me regardless.

"Doctor...healer of past, present and future...soon your own destiny will destroy you. A friend, a foe and a lover...destroyed by your own mistakes..." Their words were said in a lilting, almost hypnotising manner, but at the same time sounded oddly detached, with little emotion, rather how one would comment on the weather.

"The friend will stick by you, never let you down. A bond closer than brothers will join you. But you will be forced to part as a result of too much trust. Nothing can overcome that destiny.

"The foe will follow you, and will be destroyed thrice by you before dying for good.

"And the lover, the most dangerous of all, you will not be able to resist. Every time you touch, the desire will rip you apart...but the pursuit of this lover will destroy both you and her.

"Doctor...the last of the Time Lords...Fate is waiting on your threshold, and if you do not invite it in, the fire will consume you..."

I shuddered violently. Was this true for the Doctor? Who were these creatures, and where was I? Come to think of it, where was the Doctor?

They continued. "There is one way to change Fate. Only those who are great believers in Fate know the secret."

The alien placed his orb back on his chest, and began to turn away. No! Wasn't it going to tell me the secret? Even if this was a dream, the knowledge might still have come in useful later.

Then the door hissed open again and Rose stepped through. "Doctor!" she cried. I looked around again, and was about to pint out that the Doctor wasn't here, and ask her where the hell he is, when she threw her arms around my neck. That was odd in itself – Rose never hugged me – but the strangest thing was, I appeared to be at least a head taller than her; Rose had always been slightly shorter than me (I'm a little longer in the leg).

So why was I taller than her now? And why on Earth was she clinging to my neck, sighing "Doctor" into my chest? And why was I stroking her hair comfortingly? It didn't make sense. I looked down at her.

And I saw a brown pinstriped arm wrapped round her body.

I was the Doctor.

My eyes snapped open and I gasped loudly. I found myself still wrapped in the Doctor's arms. I turned over to face him, and found him looking at me, concerned.

"What's the matter?" He asked worriedly.

I inhaled deeply and relaxed. "Nothing, just an odd dream...it was one of those ones that felt really real..."

"Want to talk about it?"

"No, it wasn't scary or anything...actually, yeah it was, because get this; I was you!"

"Me? Oh, how terrifying!" An amused grin played upon his lips.

"Yeah, I know right?" I replied flippantly, and earned a gentle slap for my troubles. I proceeded to tell him my whole dream.

I couldn't read his expression when I had finished. "Ood." He muttered.

"You what?"

"Ood. The aliens, they're called Ood. But how..." he looked at his hand. "Oh, of course..."

"When you've quite finished mumbling to yourself about Ood or whatever, care to enlighten me?" I said, fairly huffily. I hated it when he did that.

"Oh, Lucie...that wasn't a dream. That really happened to me."

"Then how come I dreamt it?"

"My hand...my hand was on your cheek."

"And?" I couldn't see the connection.

He sighed. "Well you've seen me...well; I guess it's like reading minds to an extent."

"Yeah..."

"It can work in reverse. I can project thoughts into the minds of others. Normally I have a wall around it, I can prevent it, but I guess I was so exhausted, and the most direct path is from my hand to your head..."

It all became clear. Then I realised what he meant. "So, that means you were dreaming about it...why? When did that happen?"

He sighed. "Let's get showered and dressed, and I'll tell you after."

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A/N: So, what do you think? I apologise for the short length, but I have had loads of work to do this week back at school, and I think the next section of this story will be at least another 1000 words, and I really wanted to get this posted before the weekend...

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