Author's Notes: I don't know if I've actually said when this is taking place, so I will now. It's after Fear Her, but before Army of Ghosts. This isn't going to be a long story, and I'm actually in need of help… how can the Doctor be saved from the impostor's grasp? HELP! Let me know in a review if you have any ideas please!

The Doctor allowed himself to be led from the palace by the masked woman, presumably Rose. It didn't occur to him that there was no loving in her eyes, or the way she held her hand, and that nothing about her was even vaguely… Rose-ish.

She turned around and smiled at him, but it wasn't a genuine smile. However, in his current state, the Doctor did not realise the evil behind it. All he noticed was the beauty of her, and the entrancing look around her.

They came to a clearing in the forest, where a small house stood. It reminded most children on Carytopia of Hansel and Gretel. It was like the candy house, belonging to the witch.

The blonde woman led the Doctor through the door and into the interior. It was nothing like its exterior. It was dark and daunting, almost foreboding. And yet the Doctor still paid it no regards. His eyes were glued to the goddess standing before him.

She walked up to him, and came incredibly close to him, pressing her body against his, slowly pushing him backwards. He stumbled over his feet until his back hit the wall. His eyes never left the woman's. She traced a slender hand down his arm, until she reached his hand. There was a deadly click and the Doctor realised what she'd done to both of his hands.

She'd handcuffed him to the wall.

Slowly, her features transformed. What was once long blonde hair was now a murderous black, hanging past her waist in loose curls, and her eyes turned from brown to a white grey, almost white.

Her clothes changed to a tattered rag-dress, that of a slave's. That same smile she'd shown the Doctor earlier passed across her features again, but this time, the evil did not evade the Doctor's gaze.

Her curse was broken. He was suddenly aware of what was going on, that he was captured, that his Sonic Screwdriver was back at the palace, that Rose was missing, and overall, he'd been fooled, and trapped.

His own stupid love-struck mind had been fooled. Amazing that.

Jack took Rose's hand and placed a tender kiss to it.

"I promise I'll save you and the Doctor," he whispered to her.

"Sire?" came a voice from the hall.

"Yes, James?" Jack lolled his head back to look at the butler.

"You have a letter. It seemingly appeared by the door once the Prince left with the woman he claims to be his bride," James told him.

"Left with that woman? He can't have!" cried Jack, standing up, dropping Rose's hand. "Show me the letter," he ordered.

"I'm afraid I can't sir," James explained. "Every time someone tries to touch it, they get burnt. I would strongly advise you leave it alone."

"Then I am going to do the Kingly thing and ignore your advice," said Jack, walking from the room. "Keep an eye on Rose," he called back.

Jack strode powerfully down the corridors to the main hall, where many of his royal subjects where attempting to pick up the letter. They immediately moved aside upon his entrance. He walked toward the letter, leant down, and picked it up. Easily. No burns. Smiling, he opened the letter, and read swiftly. His smile broadened.

Good ol' Doctor!

Oohh... What's he done?????? Review:D