This was it, he thought, the final straw. It had gone too far, happened too many times, and this had tipped him over the edge. He'd been in the library, at least 100 yards from her room, when he heard her scream. He stormed toward her bedroom, determined to solve this problem once and for all, he slowed when came to her door. There was no point in frightening her after all, this conversation was already going to be awkward enough, it was better if she stayed calm.

After opening the door and closing it carefully behind him, he walked to the end of her bed and sighed. She was still sleeping restlessly at the moment, he could have waited for her to wake but there was no point. He said her name, the same way he always had, hoping not to scare her and luckily he didn't. She just opened her eyes and looked at him, as if to say WHAT? but she just sat up in bed, pulling the duvet with her to cover her modesty.

After about five minutes of standing there in silence, looking at anything in the room except each other, Donna huffed audibly and broke the longstanding silence.

"So, is there a reason you came to my bedroom at this time of night Doctor?" They both knew the exact reason but it was the easiest way of getting him to talk.

"You know why Donna. And this time, I'm putting my foot down, I refuse to leave this room until you tell me what's wrong, I'm really worried about you Donna, and it's scaring me that I don't know because I'm supposed to know everything, the unknown is something that terrifies me. Please just try to explain this to me, I know I don't understand and you're going to have to try and explain it very simply, but I need to know." He had his worried face on, the one that sent chills in to Donna, and she knew she was going to have to try, even if she didn't succeed.

She patted the bed beside her and moved to sit cross-legged, he joined her on the bed in a similar position and they sat knee-to-knee, eye-to-eye, hand-in-hand.

"I'm scared Doctor, well more than that, I'm terrified. You assume that these dreams are about when you left me but they're not, well they are but not exactly. All these dreams are about you leaving me again, that's why when you try to comfort me it doesn't work because...I'm not scared that you have left me, I'm scared that you're going to leave me." Neither of them said anything for a few moments, tears fell down Donna's face, and down the Doctor's, neither of them dared to say anything this time around.

Eventually the Doctor opened his arms to Donna and she fell in to them willingly, she nor he could do anything but stay silent right now. The wetness of her tears had started to seep through to the skin, all the way through the suit and the shirt, and he knew he had shed just as many tears as her.

"Why?" That was all he said, not sure exactly how much of an answer he was expecting, wanting to understand Donna's doubts.

"Because one day it is going to happen, I'm going to be around for a couple hundred years now, maybe more. Usually you don't have your companions for more than a year so one day, you're going to meet someone new. Someone more impressive, someone younger, someone new and I won't blame you when that happens, but it doesn't mean that it won't destroy me when it does." She stated, so matter-of-factly, it terrified the Doctor that she was so certain one day he would leave her behind.

"Donna Noble, you are absolutely AMAZING! There is no-one more impressive than you. Wait..." He narrowed his eyes and blinked before looking back up at her. "I'm getting deja-vu, how is that even possible? Time Lords can't get deja-vu, or at least I'm pretty sure they cant." He saw Donna's eyes, struck with fear, pleading with him not to, but it only made him all the more curious. "Donna?"

"Please don't Doctor, just don't. Don't try to remember it, forget it and I promise I'll never think on this again. Just don't." Donna begged, but the Doctor couldn't resist, how did he already know what was wrong yet didn't. He whipped his hands up to Donna's temples and penetrated her mind, it was much harder to do now that she was part-timelord but still possible.

*flashback*

It was him and Donna in the TARDIS, well duplicate him, metacrisis him, but still him.

"But why me?" Donna asked.

"Because you're special." The Doctor said while fiddling with something on the control panel, not even looking up from what he was doing as he spoke.

"I keep telling you I'm not!" Donna stated, in her 'stop lying to me' tone of voice.

"Oh but you are." The Doctor said, now looking up at her to see her doubtful expression and he realized something he never had before. "Oh...you really don't believe that do you. I can see Donna, what you're thinking, all that attitude, all that lip. 'Coz all this time, you think you're not worth it." Donna was trying to disagree with him but in her eyes, he could see that she believed every word she was hearing whole-heartedly.

"Stop it." She begged.

"Shouting at the world coz' no-one's listening, well why should they?" He understood everything, Donna wasn't half as strong as she made out she was.

"Doctor, stop it." She pleaded with him hopelessly.

"But look at what you did. No, it's more than that, it's like...we were always heading for this. You came to the TARDIS, then you found me again, your Grandad, your car. Donna, your car, you parked your car right where the TARDIS was gonna land, that's not coincidence. Oh! We've been blind, something's been drawing us together for such a long time."

"But you're talking like...destiny. But there's no such thing, is there?" Donna asked, unsure of what he was saying.

"It's still not finished, it's like the pattern's not complete, the strands are still drawing together. But heading for what?" Even the Doctor was confused.

*end of flashback*

He felt himself being pushed out of her head, she was sure to be angry but he didn't care now, he understood and that was everything. She looked outraged, he was in for a smack now, but he didn't feel a stinging cheek and looking at her again, she looked too upset to do anything.

"I'm sorry that I had to do that, but...I needed to understand, I had to." She didn't say anything, she didn't show any sign of reaction whatsoever, he would've preferred for her to do something even if it was slap him. "Please say something Donna."

"What do you want me to say?!" She looked up at him and tears were streaming down her face again, they looked like a mini waterfall. "Now you know Doctor, good old Donna isn't everything she's cracked up to be. Believe it or not, she has feelings!" It hurt him to see her like this, more than anything else in the world had - more than losing Rose, more than losing her, this was more painful that anything else.