A/N: AAAAAAAAND WE'RE BACK! Welcome all newcomers and current companions. I apologize for the delay of this chapter for the many long weeks you have been waiting. I am pleased to finally have this lovely chapter all polished and cleaned for you and wish you all the best reading experience. LOVE YOU!

Chapter 14

Rose had held up the psychic paper in authority as the police came up to her. They allowed her to investigate further with reluctance, seeing as they never got to do anything as exciting as a missing child in their tiny town. They only gave her half an hour before their chief of police showed up, since she wasn't even an American citizen and the case wasn't in her jurisdiction.

She set to work by heading over to Alli's classmates all huddled in a group, looking around in confusion of why they couldn't go back inside and seeing police everywhere.

Rose first addressed to the two girls who were holding one another because of the panic that was thick in the air. One was very tall, with short dirty blonde hair and brown eyes. The girl she was holding was just a head shorter than her with the same color of eyes and long curly brown hair.

Pulling them to the side, she asked them to tell her about Alli, listening to their point of view of her. To her surprise, they thought she was a bit oblivious to what was going on around her, she was innocent and tiny, they thought she acted more like a toddler than anything else by how happy she was.

This slightly contradicted her impression she got from Alli when they first met, she always thought of her as outgoing and strange like the Doctor, but in a good way. She tossed the idea to the side as she was meeting a stranger at the time

Rose took note to that, continued on her investigation and asked a smaller, more whiney, girl about her.

"Hello love, what's your name?" She asked in a sweet voice to calm her down.

The little girl had mousy brown hair with large glasses magnifying her red eyes from crying.

"K-Kengy." She sniffled, twisting the hem of her shirt nervously in her hands.

"Hi Kengy, I'm Rose." She answered back smiling, "Do you mind telling me about your friend Alli so we can help look for her."

"She wasn't my friend." She snapped, she tried to appear she was angry about this but was instead coming off as jealous.

Rose had a look of disbelief at the statement, "What do you mean?"

"She was smart and cool and funny, but she didn't like me. She always treated me like I was stupid and tricked me all the time. She used to be nice until I got her in trouble by accident. I didn't mean to but she was just mean to me after that." She began to cry again as Rose thanked her and quickly paced back to Christian.

"Christian, I want you to describe Alli to me right now, don't ask questions just do it." She ordered, if she was right, then this would be a different description than the last.

After a beat when Christian had time to process the words, he tried his best to recount what she was like. "Well, um, she was really short and skinny, she had long hair and freckles, she-"

"Personality, not appearance." Rose added, before he continued on.

"Oh, ok, that makes more sense. She was really smart and always helped people. It was like she always knew what was going on and planned everything out to make stuff better. She was always happy and didn't even seem scared when there was a tornado one time when we were at school, she always knew what to do."

Rose ran off to a few of the other children, followed by Christian, and used the similar tactics as before and had them tell her about Alli. Every single one that explained her seemed like they were talking about a different person, she was either kind, silly, philanthropic, tough, one time even considered evil, but of course, always happy.

Rose's breath caught in her throat as she thought of the Doctor being with her, practically everyone knew nothing about her, she could be dangerous considering the circumstances they were used to.

Rose turned on her heel to face Christian, "Alright, where is this school psychiatrist? I need to see her dream journal and get back to the Doctor."

"Right, this way." He ran back up to the building with Rose on his heels until they were eventually outside the office door. Upon her entering, she observed the young adult rushing back and forth between his computer and taking notes while flipping through the pages of a well worn, blue notebook, chomping on a pen he held between his teeth. He was so focused to the point where he didn't even process the two entering his room.

After Rose cleared her throat, hazel eyes met hazel eyes, causing Phil to jump up straight and shuffle about awkwardly attempting to recover the strange behavior he had.

"Oh, hi! Hi! Um… I'm Phil, s-sorry about the mess. I was a bit busy, doing something important, not that you're not important! It was just something happened and, um."

He stuttered and eventually ceased talking when the beautiful blonde woman who walked into his office was biting back her lip in a terrible attempt to stop laughing. God I probably look like an idiot right now. He thought bitterly.

"No worries mate, I understand how important the situation is too. In fact, my partner sent me here since he got, caught up in a lead you can say. I need to grab the dream journal from you if that's okay and head back to him." Rose said in a calm authoritative voice, even though on the inside she was doubling over with laughter at his cute, clumsy demeanor.

"Oh, you're with the Doctor! Here, I wrote out a couple things for any reason why she might have had some of the dreams she's had. I did a couple quick researches of her on online, pulled some recent events that happened on the date of some of the dreams, I ran her handwriting through the School Stress Level Indicator to find the level of intensity she felt in most of the dreams. Most were in the high levels by the way."

He ran across the room blathering on and grabbing the data and notes he listed off as he put it in a pile for Rose. He desperately attempted to gain back some level of impressiveness that he lost.

Eventually he created a rather stunning pile of folders, papers, drawings, and anything else he could get his hands on involving Alli Rose, teetering ominously on the cluttered desk.

Rose raised an eyebrow at the pile, chuckling, "Quite a bit you got there. Do you mind my asking what you think about Alli? I've noticed something with the other students and want to hear what you think about her."

"And it's personality not appearance." Christian added, trying to be helpful in the situation.

"Right, thank you." Rose giggled at the little red head.

"Well then," Phil started, thinking of a way to describe the elusive girl. "She's very unique from a psychologist's viewpoint, but personally, I would say she's… out of sorts, nonchalant. Uhhh, basically in her own little world but still have an idea of how to handle herself in a situation, she always takes things in a happy manner I guess, but avoids answering a question straight. Does that help?"

"Yes it does, and I'm sure that one of these notes might say something about her current reputation with her classmates." Phil furrowed his brow at this statement.

"Well I have some ideas of psychological conditions, but what do you mean?"

"I asked most of the kids in her class about her just like I asked you and noticed how every single one of them described her as if she was a different person. Even if she didn't come off as nice on a few of them, they were still friends with her, or obsessed with her."

"Sounds like some kind of histrionic personality disorder." He muttered to himself, "I wrote down a couple of disorders that might explain the way she acts to help the Doctor out but I would tell him that as well, he'll connect the dots." Phil lifted the stack of files up and handed them to Rose.

"Thanks Phil, I'll see ya around." She turned out the door and exited the cluttered office with a small ginger on her heels.

"So what do we do know?" Asked Christian, eager to find where his friend went on the off chance of seeing her again. Rose took a deep sigh that only dampened his hopes at the possibility.

"Now, I go to the Doctor." Rose knelt down to eye level with the crestfallen Cristian, setting the pile down on the ground, "Listen I know how much it hurts not being able to see a friend again, but I don't know if that's possible. I'm sorry Christian, but you can't see her, just know that she'll be alright, we promise."

"How can you know that?" He asked with scepticism laced in his voice.

"If Alli ever told you anything about the adventures with the Doctor you'll know he never gives up, and you can be sure he keeps her safe. It may not seem fair, but this is the way history is meant to go, just know that she's alright." She said with certainty.

Scooping up the pile again in her arms, she gave a nod to the little boy before running back to the TARDIS, carefully avoiding any more police officers that were pointlessly going through the school.

When Rose eventually finished struggled enough to open the door she called out for the Doctor after closing the door with her foot.

"Hey Doctor, I headed over to Phil and got your dream journal! He put in some notes for you to look over!" She hollered down the halls. Tossing the pile onto the jump seat, she nearly jumped when he shouted back to her from the halls.

"Rose! Get to the medical bay! Quickly!"

A/N: Ooooo... back to the suspense! I made the next chapter for you a bit more funny, I think you'll like it. I hope. Until next time my little companions, and can I just say, it's good to be back.