A/N: Don't ask, no clue, just… happened. Technically set post 'Doomsday', but also technically during 'Rose'. Sort of drabble.

Don't own Doctor Who, or anything to do with it, apart from my DVD's, figures, models, Calendar, books, magazines, toys… etc… hehehe

At the time of writing this, at 1:10AM it's un beta'd and Bubblez is in bed. However, she will probably have beta'd it by the time it's uploaded. :o)

I did beta! When I got up! And I'm now off for Portugal for three weeks, so no more from me for a while I'm afraid! Anyway, this is fantastic!!! And can I ask you all to please limit your updating so my inbox does not implode whilst I'm gone:P Anyway, love to you all, and review this, or I'm going to send the flying monkeys to get you. Mwhaha. Bubblez. xx


A yellow plastic man walked towards her threatening to kill her…

The sun exploded and destroyed the Earth, with her as a bystander…

Charles Dickens! THE Charles Dickens!

She was inside Downing Street. Actually INSIDE number 10!

EXTERMINATE! She was going to die…

Clicking fingers and holes in the head… A giant something hanging from the ceiling…

The day her dad died…

Jack… The second world war… nanogenes… Union Jack across her chest…

Mickey was going out with Tricia… And Earthquakes and old friends in Cardiff…

Anne Robinson… a robot… More 'Daleks'…

A bright yellow light shining… a song… soft lips…

He changed… the Prime Minister… on a spaceship… the Lion King…

Being possessed by someone who was just skin… a kiss… A great big huge face…

Queen Victoria… a werewolf…

A small metal talking dog… and strange chips… an old friend…

France… clockwork robots… being left alone…

Men of metal… her dad was alive… Mickey left her…

The coronation… televisions that stole faces…

An impossible planet orbiting a black hole… the Beast… a prophecy…

He insulted her mum… no one does that… Clom…

Scribble monsters… a child… a drawing…

Her death… the monsters… hell… a beach… a declaration of love…a goodbye…

The Doctor… HER Doctor… The man she loved with all her heart and soul and who loved her back…

Rose Tyler awoke from her dreams as her alarm clock beeped loudly on her bedside table. She smacked the top of it, stopping the incessant beeping at 7:30 in the morning. She opened her eyes blearily and wiggled her head out of her reddy pink bed covers to find herself in the bedroom of the flat she shared with her mother. She heard her mother shout from outside,

"There's no point in getting up, sweetheart. You've got no job to go to."

Rose slumped back on the pillows and snuggled back down under her duvet, relishing in the warmth of her bed. She rolled over to find something around her neck pressing into her chest, with a strange comforting warmth. She sat up and looked at it. It was glowing softly.

Around her neck, was a key…