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"Rose Tyler...find me...open me..."

Rose was sat in the kitchen with her mum, a cup of tea clutched in her hand. Jackie frowned as Rose turned her head quickly to look behind her.

"What is it?" Jackie frowned.

"I thought I heard someone say my name." Rose said, turning to look back at her mum.

"Rose..." The voice whispered.

"There! Didn't you hear it?" Rose asked.

"I didn't hear anything. Are you feeling ok?" Her mother replied.

"I'm...fine...just tired I guess..." Rose answered. "I didn't get much sleep last night."

"You had another dream." Jackie said it as a statement rather than a question. Rose nodded and looked down at the tea in her hand. "We heard you shouting. Rose...he's not coming back."

"I know, I just..." Rose sighed and shook her head.

They both looked up as a baby started to cry in the other room.

"That's Tony up then. I'd better go see to him." Jackie sighed. "Where's that father of yours got to?"

Rose watched her leave then took a deep breath as she sat back in her chair. She closed her eyes, intending for it to only be a couple of seconds but she found herself drifting off.

Once again, she was standing on Gallifrey, the red robes billowing about her feet. Why did she keep returning here and why was she wearing these robes?

This time her feet allowed her to turn around. Standing right behind her was the Doctor.

She looked up into his brown eyes and reached out a hand to touch his cheek. She was half expecting her hand to slice through him like he was a hologram so when she felt the warmth of his skin against her hand she gasped.

"Doctor." She breathed.

He smiled a watery smile and copied her actions.

"Rose." He whispered.

She wound her arms around his neck and hugged him tight, hiding her face in the crook of his neck. She felt him wrap his arms around her waist and squeezing gently as he hugged her back. His unique scent washed over her as she breathed in. One of his hands came to rest in her hair as he stroked it gently. Pulling away, she held onto the front of his jacket.

"This is all so real." She told him. "I wish I didn't have to wake up."

The Doctor's smile faltered and he froze.

"Wake up?" He frowned.

"This is all some dream. You'll fade away soon and I'll wake up. I'll be forced to wake up in that parallel universe where you don't exist." She said, tears starting to build up in her eyes. "I don't want to go back, not without you."

"But...I thought this was my dream." The Doctor told her. "Any second now and I'll be back on the TARDIS." Rose watched as he stared off into the distance, his face in that familiar expression he wore when he was concentrating. "So, you think this is your dream but I think it's mine. This isn't a dream, at least not the usual ones. Somehow we're able to communicate. Which means..." The Doctor wiped a stray tear from her cheek. "Rose, you're really here. It's really you."

His face split into a huge smile as he pulled her into a tight hug and held her against his chest. He kissed the top of her head before she pulled back a little to look up at him.

"You mean...I'm really speaking to you now? You're not the Doctor I've just dreamed up? How can I be sure I'm not dreaming that you've just said that?" She asked. He grinned at her and pinched her arm. Rose felt a sharp pain and gasped. She flung herself at him and clamped her lips onto his. She giggled shyly as she let go. "Sorry, I don't know what came over me."

"It's fine." The Doctor smiled.

They were sat on the red grass with Rose leaning against him with his arm around her.

"Doctor, what's happening?" She asked. "I've been hearing voices. Well, just one voice really. Mine. It said, 'he is coming'. Did it mean you? Then just now I heard myself telling me to find something and open it. What's it talking about?"

"I've been hearing them too. 'You are not alone' it said. I know what that means now." He looked deep into her eyes. "It's complicated. I promise I'll explain it soon." He told her.

He leant down and captured her lips in a sweet kiss. She smiled at him and squeezed his hand. Rose could feel herself stirring.

"No! I don't want to go back." She said quickly. She clung onto the front of the Doctor's jacket and looked into his eyes. "Don't let me go."

Tears ran freely down her face as she was pulled away from him. She lost her grip on his jacket but she tried her hardest to grab onto him.

"I'm coming for you." He shouted. "I promise. I'm coming for you." He could feel tears of his own trickling down his face. "I love you."

"I love you too." She whispered.

Rose's eyes fluttered open and she looked around. Her mum had come back into the kitchen, Tony on her hip.

"Rose, where did I put his bottle?" She asked.

"Erm...it's on the side there." She answered, waving her hand at the worktop. "How long was I asleep for?"

"What do you mean? You weren't asleep." Jackie answered.

"Yes I was." Rose frowned.

"Rose, I've only been gone a minute. You've just had your eyes shut for a couple of seconds." Jackie told her.

"But..." Rose shook her head. "I spoke to him. Mum, I've just spoken to the Doctor."

Jackie gave her a sad smile as she walked over to her. She put her free arm around her shoulders and kissed the top of her head.

"You've got to stop this Rose. You can't keep putting your life on hold waiting for him. I know you miss him sweetheart and I know it's hard but you have to move on." She said gently. "I'm worried about you, we all are."

"No mum you don't understand, I spoke to him. He told me he loved me and he's coming for me." Rose told her.

Jackie sighed and squeezed Rose's shoulder before turning to make Tony's bottle.

Rose left the kitchen, frustrated, and went to look for Mickey. He had to believe her.