"Together," I heard myself say "Or not at all" The words strummed at my heart strings like a well practiced orchestra; there was meaning in them that I would never be able to explain to the two women whose lives were in my hands. My friends were about to die and only I could stop it. I clenched my teeth gripping a hand in each of my own, their combined weight would eventually exhaust my muscles. We'd get out of this, we would, on my life they would be safe; how can I say that? I hear you ask. I can say this because I am a Time Lord, and my name, is The Doctor.