Rose had fallen asleep on the chairs, utterly exhausted. She hadn't slept for weeks and it had finally taken its toll. She dreamed of terrible things, of the Doctor dying, she not being able to save him.

Rose awoke with a cry, tears streaming down her face. She curled up on the chair and sobbed, uninhibited now that she knew the Doctor wasn't in the room. She had to find a way to cure him.