This is going to be a shorter chapter. Sorry.

Chapter 5

The TARDIS took flight right after Rose entered. "Are you okay?" Rory asked, coming to stand next to her. "Leaving your family has got to be hard."

"Yeah, I'm fine. I made my choice a long time ago, and I'm never leaving the Doctor." Rose said. "Besides it's nice to be back on the TARDIS."

The TARDIS started humming. "Sounds like she's happy to have you back too." Said the Doctor.

"What?" Amy asked.

"The TARDIS has always really liked Rose." The Doctor told Amy. Rose looked around at the beautiful interior of the new TARDIS. She really loved how bright it was, but she missed the old coral theme.

"Where are we?" She asked the Doctor.

"Floating in the vortex." He replied. "I'm closing the crack in the universes right" he pressed a big red button on the console "now."

Then he raced under the console. Even though the floor was glass, Rose couldn't spot him. She followed him under the console.

He was sitting in a little swing with goggles on, fiddling with something in the wiring. "A swing?" She asked.

He turned to look at her. "Yes, a swing. It's cool." He went to grab a wire, but the TARDIS sparked him.

"I don't think she needs to be fixed." Rose told him. The Doctor pouted at her.

"Unless you want to get electrocuted, I suggest you stop trying to 'fix' the TARDIS." Said Rose, giving him the smile that she reserved for the Doctor.

She pushed the Doctor out of the swing and sat down in it. "Now it's my cool swing." She said teasingly.

The Doctor smiled at her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and gently pulled her out of the swing. "Let me go!" She said teasingly.

Amy popped her head in to look at them and the Doctor immediately let go of Rose, his face beginning to turn a bright shade of red. "Oh, um… sorry… I'll just…" Amy went back up to the console.

The Doctor and Rose made eye contact, and they both started laughing. Together, they followed Amy up to the console.

The Doctor flipped a lever on the console. "Ok, I've landed somewhere in fourty-third century Earth, just in case the TARDIS decides to fall into another crack." Rose smiled at him, that smile she only reserved for the Doctor. He looked at her and then turned away, a bit too quickly, like he was trying to avoid something.

She would ask him about that later. But now, it was time to try and convince the Doctor to let them explore 43rd century Earth, and she was hoping her smile would convince him.

Rose was pretty sure that after running all day that she was supposed to be exhausted, but she really wasn't.

Rose had been lying in her bed for the past hour and a half, and she hadn't even felt anywhere near sleep. She sat up and looked around her room for the third time that night. Her room had light pink walls, the shade of a pink rose, and on her roof where the words "bad wolf" painted in gold. She stared up at the ceiling, reading the words over and over again.

Rose drew her knees up to her chest and sighed, she was very tired, but also she wasn't tired… if that made any sense. Rose glanced at her clock. Midnight. It was midnight. She laid her head back down on her pillow and let out another sigh, hoping sleep would come soon.

Rose was floating. It felt like nothing surrounded her, but everything surrounded her. Her feet were touching solid ground, but at the same time they weren't. She wasn't moving, but her hair was being blown back as if she was rushing forward at record-breaking speeds. She was there for only a few seconds, but at the same time it was an eternity.

And then she was falling. Falling until her feet hit solid ground. Pain shot up her leg and her knees buckled. Everything around her was black, and there was no lightning, but she could still see her limbs.

She couldn't bear to look at her leg, but she had to. She had to check the injury. She glanced at it and she felt bile rise in her throat. Her right knee was bent at a sickening angle. She tried to move it and she cried out. Then something shocked her arm.

"Run." She heard from behind her. "Run little girl. Run!" Evil laughter followed. So she ran. Every time her right leg hit the ground she screamed, but she kept running, because she knew if she stopped something bad would happen. Something very not good.

"Keep running!" The voice called again. It was surrounding her, like the voice occupied the entire room.

Like the voice was the room. "Run!" Said the voice, followed by evil laughter. Rose listened to the laughter. The voice was slightly raspy, but definitely female. She sounded as if she was a very professional woman, but she had that evil tone hidden behind a thin veil, and it was threatening to break through.

Then Rose tripped over something hard. She cried out and felt tears that she hadn't even realized were forming. Her leg was killing her. She had to stop running, had to take a break… "Nah ah ah." The voice chided. "No breaks! Only running!" More laughter.

Rose ran blindly through the darkness until her feet left solid ground and she was falling, falling, falling…

Rose shot up out of bed. A dream. It was only a dream. She told herself.

But it didn't feel like a dream. No, it felt real. She could still hear the echo of the woman's voice ringing in her ears, and she still felt the pain in her leg.

She brought her hand up to her cheek and found that they were wet. She had been crying. She wiped the tears off of her cheeks and checked her clock. Two in the morning. She had only been asleep for two hours? Rose let out a choked sob and brought her knees up to her chest.

The TARDIS started humming soothingly. Rose smiled. She had always loved the TARDIS, and seemed like the TARDIS just kept making Rose love her more.

Rose didn't want to go back to sleep, but she had to. She couldn't go on adventures with the Doctor if she was sleep deprived. So she laid her head back down on her pillow and let the calming humming of the TARDIS lull her to sleep.

Disclaimer

Thanks to all my bowties

Over and Out ~Greek-Whovian