The Doctor sat in the captains chair after coming into the main control room from Fern's room.

"What do you think of her?" He asked.

The T.A.R.D.I.S. didn't do anything.

"Aww, don't be like that. Well, I like her. She's only a child, so she must be harmless."

The T.A.R.D.I.S. didn't make a sound.

The Doctor stood and went up to the consul, a frustrated face masking his usual happy self. Looking at the screen, turning knobs, and pushing buttons.

"Fine, what if I check on her, huh? Would you, be happy?"

Nothing. The Doctor rolled his eyes like the T.A.R.D.I.S. had just said something back that annoyed him.

Fern's room came onto the screen. She was sleeping peacefully. The Doctor pushed a button, and another room came on the screen. It sorta looked like Fern's but it had a bigger bed, and different colored sheets. A young woman was sleeping in the bed, her blonde hair spread all across the pillow. The Doctor smiled a little.

"Rose, you'll always be a heavy sleeper." He muttered to himself. He turned off the screen and sat back down on the captains chair.

~*~

Rose was jerked awake by an ear piercing scream. She shot out of bed and ran outside of her room, trying to find the source of the sudden noise. Rose found the door easily, seeing how it was actually the door across from her. She rushed into the room, not hearing screaming anymore, but crying.

She saw a small girl, sitting up in bed and crying. Rose flicked on the lights. The girl looked to be only 5. She had curly, strawberry blonde hair that was sticking up in all places due to sleep. The girl jumped at the sudden brightness of the room, and looked at the door. Seeing Rose as a complete stranger, the girl cowered underneath the white sheets of the bed. Rose furrowed her eyebrows, first of all she was confused on why the small child was scared. Second and most of all, she was wondering how the hell a 5 year old got into the T.A.R.D.I.S.

Rose stepped forward, keeping her eyes locked on the lump that was a body under the sheets.

"Hello?" Rose said quietly.

The girl peeked from under the covers. Rose stopped her slow venture toward the small girl when she heard the familiar loud footfalls of the Time Lord that owned the time machine. Then his head popped into the doorway, worry masking his face, like well, a mask.

"You alright?" The Doctor asked taking a step inside the room. The girl saw the Doctor and fully uncovered herself from under the sheets.

"Yah, I'm-" Rose started but stopped when she saw the Doctor go up to the girl and kneel in front her, "fine..."

"That's nice Rose. Fern, you alright?"

The small child who appeared to he named Fern, nodded, with sad eyes that were red and puffy, from crying.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Fern looked at the Doctor with sadness, she shuddered and nodded.

"You know they're not really real right?"

Fern nodded again.

"Good." The Doctor stood up, and looked at Rose. "Oh! Rose, I'm sorry, this is Fern. Fern, this is Rose."

"Nice to meetcha." Rose said.

Fern nodded in acknowledgment.

"I-I'm sorry th-that I woke y-you." Fern finally said.

"It's fine. But are you sure you're okay? I mean, you screamed pretty loud there." Fern looked down at her hands that were intertwined in her lap.

"It-it's fine, that's normal. I have nightmares, e-everyone has nightmares." Fern looked up from her lap to Rose, her eyes frightened. "Right?"

"Yah, everyone has nightmares."