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He Who Sins

Chapter Four: The Morning After The Night Before

The Doctor closed his eyes unable to look into Roses' he knew what he would see, he knew she would resent him for this thoughtless actions, he rubbed his face as he thought of what an idiot he had been.

'Hey' Rose whispered breaking his thoughts; he gathered all this strength then slowly opened his eyes fearing what he would see… only all he saw in Roses' gaze was love. Rose smiled at him shyly, a blush coming over her cheeks as she remembered the night before; she clutched his shirt to her breasts as she sat up

'You okay?' she asked as he just stared at her. He'd expected her to hate him, to slap him and leave him, he'd never expected that she would have enjoyed last night,

'I…you…erm…' the Doctor mumbled as he scratched his head. He really didn't understand women

'Doctor?' Rose asked cautiously as hid face flickered with emotions.

'Yeah?' he asked finally as he watched her, searching for a sign that she was lying, that she really hated him – he could find none.

'You sure you're okay?' she asked again.

'Yeah' he replied as he ran his hands through his hair. Rose watched him for a moment before slowly sliding off the table, he saw her wince as she began to walk away and a stab of guilt attacked his heart again

'Rose' he called out, his voice cracking. She turned around watching him

'I'm going to shower' she told him before she turned to the door, the Doctor could only watch as she walked out of the room, and hopefully not out of his life.

Marilee let her thumb graze the crystal as she watched the torment fill the Doctor, she smiled to herself and squeezed her hand around the crystal. The crystal was still warm and met her burn that covered her palm, she smiled as the pain filled her knowing it would be nothing compared to that of the Doctors.

Marilee rose from her table as the crystal clouded over again, she knew it would soon be time for the next sin but not yet, she had something to do first. She walked over to the carpet that lay before the portrait; the dark eyes stared at her from the drawing as she slowly lowered herself to her knees in prayer

'With my mind I think for you, with my lungs I breathe for you, with my soul I live for you, and with my body I act for you. Devadeva my body is yours' she slowly chanted as she slowly cut her hand and squeezed it so that dark blood dropped into a wooden bowl before her. It was stained with the blood from her previous offerings but yet she continued to bleed, giving her life blood to the God that owned her.

'All that is mine is yours – I am your servant' she told him

'High Priestess Marilee?' a small voice called from the doorway. A child stood watching her, a young boy aged no more than seven, his chestnut hair fell into his eyes which were also laced with gold and watched her cautiously. Marilee slowly turned to look at the boy

'Come here Tymon' Marilee called out; the boy looked at her cautiously before slowly walking over to her. A purple pendant hung around his neck also, only it didn't shine with light, Marilee ran her finger over the pendant

'Soon my boy, soon you shall be ready' she murmured as she gestured for him to knell beside her. The boy did so and slowly held out his scared hand; Marilee smiled at him as she pulled out the sacrificial knife and slowly sliced his hand so his blood drops mixed with hers as they fell into the bowl. They began to chant together, Marilee's voice was rich with emotion and pride whilst Tymon's voice was cold and hard filled with resentment yet together they chanted

'Devedeva, With our blood we bind ourselves to you, we are your creatures, may be one day perish in your name and dine with you in Ruska, until that day we are your faithful servants, we bind our oath with our lives' they promised.

Rose walked back into the kitchen, she now was a set of flannel pyjamas and fluffy slippers, the Doctor was dressed back in his suit as always and had set about cleaning the kitchen whilst she showered. He had scrubbed at the table trying to wash away all the guilt that filled him, Rose walked up to him and softly placed her hand on his arm, he jumped back and turned to stare at her. Her eyes were filled with hurt as she watched him

'What is it?' she asked quietly after a moments pause

'Nothing' he replied emptily.

'Doctor…' Rose began watching him. He closed his eyes and knew what was coming, he feared the questions she would ask for he knew he couldn't explain his actions, he'd allowed himself to be ruled by his emotions and not his mind.

Marilee slowly rose as she saw her pendant begin to glow

'Come and watch boy' she told Tymon as she moved back over to her chair. She gently placed her hands over the crystal as Tymon knelt beside her

'Watch boy, one day you shall do this' she told him briskly

'Yes Mistress' he replied blankly as he watched the cloud that filled the crystal part to show the Doctor and Rose in their kitchen.

'It is time' she murmured. She looked at Tymon

'What do you know of anger boy?' she asked. Tymon paused to think before answering

'Anger fuels us, it is a powerful emotion, we need it to survive' he told her. Marilee smiled

'You are learning fast, yes – the Doctor and his little friend shall learn soon enough' she murmured as the stone burned around her neck

'Soon enough they shall learn that anger blows out the lamp of the mind'