Living a Dream P23WARNING: End of Time spoilers :(It is said that in the final days of planet Earth, everyone had bad dreams. To the west and the north of that world, the human race did gather, in the celebration of a pagan rite, to banish the cold and the dark. Each and every one of those people had dreamt of the terrible things to come; but they forgot, because they must. They forgot their nightmares, of fire, and war, and insanity. They forgot.Except for one.Fenn sat on the side walk, in an alleyway, in the middle of Cardiff. The Doctor was gone, two years in the future, when he would sit with Wilf in the café and tell him about the prophecy. She
Living a Dream P22"Two weeks?! I was asleep for TWO WEEKS?!""Whoa, calm down, Fenn. You didn't miss anything." Jack leaned across the table from the couch opposite her, his smile reassuring. The hub's living area was fairly plain, but it was a relief for Fenn to be sitting down again. She glared at the Doctor over the coffee table, who was sitting next to Jack, "Didn't miss anything? Tell me Doctor, did you go out for a holiday while I was asleep?"He looked uncomfortable, "Yes. Why do you ask?"She sighed, frustrated, "Hmm, let me think. You didn't happen to marry Queen Bess, save a planet from the red carnivorous mor, see the phosphorous carousel of the
Joy Ride"See, Fenn! I told you so!" grinned Eleven cheekily, pointing at a huge T-Rex.Fenn sighed, "You just wanted to say that, didn't you?"Eleven ignored her and just kept running about excitedly, gasping in admiration at all the different species of dinosaur he could see from the hill where the TARDIS had landed. Amy stepped out tentatively, "Urgh. What's that smell?"Fenn grinned back at her, "That would be the dinosaur package that the Doctor landed the TARDIS next to.""Oh," said Amy, pulling a face that made Fenn chuckle. Rory poked his head out too, "Whoa. Look at those trees, Amy- they're huge!"A giant, scaly foot fell in the middle
Living a Dream P21The Doctor looked at Fenn, shocked, "How did you know that?"Fenn rolled her eyes, "The show, Doctor."He looked at her almost imploringly, "Fenn, you seem to know my life inside out, but I don't even know what century you were born in. How can I trust you?"Fenn looked at him, as if judging him worthy of her darkest secret. She nodded, "I suppose you deserve an explanation. Can we discuss this somewhere private?""The TARDIS?"Fenn nodded, "Rather than out here... where exactly is here?""Torchwood," the Doctor answered, "The storage levels; all nine of them."Fenn grinned, "My legs certainly know it."They walked back over to the TA