Robin had been dreaming. Not of the Slitheen, not of the Doctor, but of home. Her parents, and her brother, and their giant bulldog Roland. It was a peaceful dream; everyone was just sitting down and talking like old times, Roland sitting on her feet as usual. It brought a sense of simple joy, a normalcy that had been absent the last few days.<br/><br/>When she woke up, a small gasp escaped her parted lips. She had never seen anything like this place before. The walls, ceilings, and floors were glowing with some strange yet soothing light, and her body was pillowed atop the strangest bed she had ever been in. And everything seemed to be floating.That was odd. For some reason, everything looked blue, and then she noticed that her body was constantly being scanned by some blue  lights above her head.<br/><br/>Then the realization hit her. Her fingers moved all over her body, checking and double checking. The pain was completely gone. In fact, she had never felt healthier in her life. A smile stretched slowly and cautiously across her lips. There was no pain at all. Raising one finger, she placed it on the scar, and shivered when she felt it. It was surprising that the Doctor had listened to her on that one... But for some reason, she was glad he had.<br/><br/>The Doctor. As soon as she remembered and looked for him, he began talking from behind his newspaper.<em>The Universal News...</em>She supposed she shouldn't be surprised that something like it existed, but she shook her head in awe. She was aboard a hospital in the future, one that was flying along in space helping people, and she was in one of those embarrassing medical gowns. Her cheeks reddened as she wondered just how much the Doctor had seen.<br/><br/>Then he was standing over her, smiling warmly and holding some grapes. She took one and placed it in her mouth before biting down warily. It burst in her mouth with so much flavor that her eyes widened in shock. It was amazing. Grabbing a couple more, she sat up experimentally, surprised to not feel any pain whatsoever.<br/><br/>"Thanks," she said, her voice back to normal volume, "These are great. Now, did I hear you say... the year five billion and sixty eight?"