Were not lost anymore

The Doctor has been having bad dreams since that day two years ago on Bad Wolf Bay. They don’t come often—Rose is thankful for that—but they are all the more terrible for their infrequency. The first time, only a week after they’d settled into Rose’s—now their—modest house, Rose had tried desperately to wake him. She’d been terrified; he’d shook and cried out and even pushed her away when she tried to comfort him. She’d spent the night on the floor, back pressed against the wall, arms wrapped around her knees, listening to him suffer through what was undeniably a night terror. She finally drifted off to sleep just before dawn.