Hello again my Duckies! Here is the second chapter as promised! ~ Tygger

Chapter 4

"Rosie…" Rose turned towards the echoing voice, the wind blowing harshly against her from across the water. She'd come to truly hate this beach. Her eyes finally fixed on the figure standing across from her where, on the worst day of her life, her Doctor had stood. She guess it was a woman, from the basic shape, but it was hard to tell. The light that engulfed the woman was warm, gold and familiar, but caused a dull throbbing in the back of her mind.

"Who are you?" Rose questioned.

"I'm part of you," The woman's voice was dark yet soothing, almost like the gentle hum of the Tardis, "I'm part of her. I am everything and nothing."

"What's that supposed to mean?" She demanded, feeling a bit frightened, "Stop messing about and tell me."

"I am Time and Space," The woman continued, "His perfect match. I'm his heart and soul… his only love. I am the Bad Wolf."

Rose woke with a start, sweat on her brow, lips pressed tightly together. River clung to her arm, whimpering, "Mummy had a bad dream?"

"Um, yeah," She smiled weakly, "Nothing to worry about though. I'm sorry if I was loud enough to wake you."

"You were quiet," The little girl shook her head, "But I heard you inside."

"Inside?" She frowned, "What does that…?"

"Rose, are you okay?" The door slid open to revile the Doctor in a pair of plaid pyjamas with a bad case of bed head.

She blinked at him and nodded, "I'm fine, just a nightmare, how'd you know?"

He frowned a little, "I felt your fear… if you're okay, I'll leave you be, then."

"Doctor," She called out, stopping him from leaving, "Could you… stay?"

He paused, then nodded, slipping under the covers next to her. He wrapped his arms around her and River, the whole thing feeling oddly natural. He closed his eyes and smiled, he'd almost forgotten how nicely her body fit against his, every curve of her form pressing gently against him. He felt warm inside, "Good night, Rose."

"Good night, Doctor." She whispered back and they drifted off together, sharing a feeling of security in each other's arms.

"Right," The Doctor exclaimed, attaching electrodes to Rose's head, "This shouldn't hurt a bit. I'm just going to scan your brain and see what kind of funny stuffs going on in there."

"Alright," Rose nodded, biting her lip in that cute little way she did when she was worried.

"Now, now, Rosie," The Doctor comforted, "Don't fret."

"I'm just…" She paused to choose her words carefully, "concerned, you know, about what you'll find."

The Time Lord simply pursed his lips and flipped a switch, "Geronimo!"

"Oh!" Rose yelped, pressing her fingers to her temples, "Ow, ow, ow!"

"Rose!" He jumped, reaching for the switch.

"No!" she shook her head, "Don't stop, it's okay."

He shook his head, "This isn't supposed to hurt humans… not with your low level of psychic power."

"You said I have two hearts!" She reminded, "Doesn't that kind of change things? Besides, it's not really pain, just a tingling feeling, like pins and needles in my head."

"You're sure you're okay?" He confirmed, "Because I'm getting some really incredible readings over here."

"I'm okay," She insisted, wincing slightly. Nodding, he glanced back at the data and frowned.

"Rose! Rose, we may have a small… well, it's not a problem really… but it's something," He informed her. His frown deepened as he was greeted by a heavy silence, glancing up, his face paled. Rose was slumped back against the wall, head bowed, eyes closed. Putting a gentle finger under her chin, he tipped her face towards him. There was a dark trail being left by the blood trailing down from her nose and over her lips, catching and pooling in the crease of her mouth, "Oh no, Rose…"