A/N: You've all been so amazing with your reviews. Thank you all so much! I've decided to put two chapters into one here otherwise they would have been really short chapters on their own.
The Doctor woke up, once again slumped across the seats next to the controls. Lifting his hand up to his face, he felt the tears still sliding down his cheeks. He was so happy to see Rose again, even if it was only for a few minutes and he'd finally told her. He'd finally told her he loved her, not under the circumstances he would have liked but he'd told her.
When he found a way to get back to her – he would find a way – he'd tell her properly. He'd hold her in his arms and say it. He'd tell her over and over again whilst reminding her of who she was once she'd opened the watch.
The Doctor walked over to where he'd thrown the watch and picked it up. The voice inside was louder and more urgent. It needed to be opened.
"How?" The Doctor asked it. "How can I get back to her? The walls between the universes have sealed themselves. Every universe will collapse if I try to get back through."
"Rose Tyler...I must be opened..." It hissed.
"How?" He shouted.
The watch started to glow a bright white and it began to warm up in his hand. It grew hotter and hotter and he tried to let go of it. For some reason, his hand wouldn't let go and his fingers found the catch, flipping it open. He gasped in pain as it burned his hand. The TARDIS was filled with a blinding light and the Doctor was unable to see an inch in front of him. A harsh wind whipped around him, making him lose balance. He heard the sound of the TARDIS taking off and felt his way over to the controls, stumbling as he went. Falling to his knees, he gripped onto the controls as tight as he could. With his vision impaired, he couldn't tell what was going on.
Suddenly everything stopped and he toppled backwards, landing with a thump on the floor. The light disappeared back into the watch, still clutched in the Doctor's hand, and clicked shut.
His head spun from all the commotion and as his eyes drifted shut, he heard the watch whisper.
"Rose Tyler is near..."
Rose P.O.V
Rose was sat on a bench by the river, frustrated and angry. She'd found Mickey leaving his Gran's house on his way to work and had told him what had happened but he just said the same thing as her mum.
"Rose, how could you have spoken to the Doctor in a dream when you weren't even asleep?" He'd asked.
"I don't know how but I did. Mickey you've seen what the Doctor can do. Anything's possible with him. What about that time I heard the voice telling me to go to that beach? You all believed me then and he was there wasn't he?" Rose argued.
"That was different." Mickey shrugged.
"How? How is this different from the last time?" She demanded.
"He's been gone for a year since you last saw him and you haven't heard a word. You've been so desperate for him to come back, you kept thinking you'd heard the TARDIS landing." Mickey told her. "I'm sorry Rose, I really am. It's just hard for us to believe he's coming back after all this time."
"He is coming. He promised." She said as she stormed off down the street.
She watched some ducks floating past and sighed. The one person she thought she could rely on hadn't believed her.
Rose played with the TARDIS key she still had tied on a string around her neck.
"Rose...Rose Tyler...I am coming..." The voice whispered.
She whipped her head around and looked about her. There was no one in sight and there were no places for them to hide. The air suddenly chilled and she wrapped her jacket tighter around herself. She started to shiver from the cold and fright. The feeling of someone watching her made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.
No longer wanting to be alone, she half walked, half ran back home.
When she got back, she stepped through the door and took a deep breath.
"Mum?" She shouted. No answer. "Dad?"
Pete had given in to the feelings he had whenever she was around. He admitted that there were fatherly feelings there and after a while, he couldn't deny that she was his daughter.
Rose realised she was alone in the house after finding a note from her mum on the kitchen table.
"Rose,
Just popped to the shops with Tony and your dad. We'll be back soon.
Mum xxx
P.S. Can you hang the washing out when it's done? Cheers."
She started to tremble as that uneasy feeling took over her again. The house loomed eerily over her as she shrank back against the wall. She slid down it and pulled her knees up to her chest, praying for her mum to come back soon.
She was being silly. Nothing was going to happen to her. She had to take her mind off this feeling so she stood up and went over to the washing machine. She set about doing the job her mum had asked her to do. Pulling the wet washing into a basket, she hauled it outside to the garden.
As she was hanging it up on the line, a strong wind picked up making the washing flap madly and her hair to whip around her face. A familiar sound reached her ears as she shielded her face from the dust being blown into her face.
When everything died down, she lowered her arm and stood staring in disbelief at the blue box in front of her.
Her heart started to pound as she stepped towards it, reaching her hand out to stroke the wood. She found the door locked when she tried to push it open. Shakily, she took the key from around her neck and slipped it into the lock.
The door swung open and she gasped. She ran into the TARDIS and stopped dead as she saw the Doctor lying on the floor, his eyes closed.
Hurrying over to his side as she held her breath, she knelt down beside him and ran her hand through his hair and down his cheek. He sighed at her touch and she let out her breath in a sigh of relief.
"Open me..." A voice whispered.
Rose looked down at his hand and saw he was clutching a watch.
"My watch." She mumbled, frowning.
She took it from his hand and flipped it over in her own. The voice was louder now and more urgent.
Just as she was about to open the watch, the Doctor sat up quickly and grabbed her wrist.
"Wait." He shouted. "Let me explain first."