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Chapter 12: I Recommend a Vigorous Jog
"Never mind dead. Look at this place. Isn't it wrong?" - The Doctor
"It could be any form of light modulated species triggered by specific wavelengths." The Doctor explained quickly like they could actually understand what he was saying, "Did it say what it wanted."
"The Queen, the crown-"
"The Throne." Amy cut in.
Rose nodded, "You name it."
A loud thump came from the direction of the cellar. They all jumped and turned to study the door. Luckily it was holding, for now.
"We should probably go." Amy suggested sardonically.
The Doctor nodded and wandered out into the corridor. Down at the end of the hall stood the werewolf.
"How do we get past it?" Amy whispered.
The Doctor grabbed Rose by her hand and pulled them into a side room as a bunch of soldiers ran up, lining up their weapons.
"Wait." Amy tried to pull back, "What're they doing."
"Fire!" The Steward yelled and the guns went off, sending a whole bunch of bullets towards the wolf. "Fire!"
Rose flinched and backed away. The Doctor wrapped his arm around her as they pelted the wolf with bullets.
Finally they finished. The entire hallway was filled with smoke from the weapons. Amy waved in front of her face, and squinted her eyes.
"Where is it." She whispered.
The Doctor shook his head, looking around the hall. There was no sign of it now.
"Alright." The Doctor nodded, still looking around cautiously, "you men, we should retreat upstairs, come with me."
"I'll not retreat!" The Steward argued, "The Battle's done. There's no creature on God's Earth that could survive such an assault."
"If he didn't survive then where's the body?" Amy pointed out to the man, who faltered for a second.
"I'm telling you." The Doctor narrowed his eyes at the man, yelling, "Come upstairs!"
"And I'm telling you, sir." The Steward spat out, "That I will sleep well tonight with that thing's hide upon my wall!"
Then despite their warning, he strode into the corridor, which was still obscured by smoke. The Doctor watched him walk, angry and concerned, gripping his sonic screwdriver tightly in his hands as he waited.
The man got to the end of the corridor and paused, then turned around looking triumphant. "Must've crawled away to die-"
Before he could finished his legs left the ground as he was pulled clean through the ceiling into the floor above them. Amy winced as they heard his screams echo throughout the house.
The Doctor cursed under his breath, "There's nothing we can do!"
He pushed Rose out of the room before grabbing Amy's hand and pulling her along. It wasn't until they had moved into another corridor that Amy noticed the firing squad hadn't followed them, and that was when the screaming started.
Her headache was getting worse.
Much worse.
The blood pounded through her head as she ran, each step making it worse. She could swear that the other people must be able to see a throbbing vain on her temples.
The Doctor urged her and Rose into a room, sir Robert right behind them. As soon as the door closed the Doctor soniced it, making sure that it locked.
Amy leaned against the wall and rubbed her forehead. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had one like this.
The Doctor noticed and walked over to her, "You okay?"
"Headache." She mumbled.
The Doctor frowned, but nodded walking back to check on Rose. Amy followed.
"Your Majesty!" Sir Robert called for the Queen, "Your Majesty!"
"Sir Robert!" They all turned to see The Queen gracefully descending the stairs, "What's happening?"
The Doctor ran off. Amy looked at Rose, who she just shrugged.
"I heard such terrible noises!"
"Your Majesty." Sir Robert started gently, "We've got to get out. But what of Father Angelo? Is he still here?"
The Queen hesitated then shook her head, "Captain Reynolds disposed of him."
Amy wrinkled her nose at the word 'disposed'. The Doctor finally ran back into the room.
"The front door's no good," He frowned, "It's been boarded shut. Pardon me, your Majesty - you'll have to leg it out of a window."
Amy rubbed her forehead, another, smaller headache was forming that was the direct result of the Doctor's lack of social grace.
But instead of arguing the Queen walked through the door he gestures to with head held high. Amy followed quickly.
"Excuse my manners, Ma'am." Sir Robert started, "But I shall go first, the better to assist Her Majesty's egress."
"A noble sentiment, my Sir Walter Raleigh."
"Yeah, any chance you could hurry it up!" The Doctor urged impatiently.
Sir Robert nodded and climbed onto the window sill. He's about to jump when shots rang from outside. He fell back, moving to the side to avoid getting shot at.
The Doctor moved to the other side and peered out. Amy crouched beneath the window and did the same.
There were several...where those monks? Whatever they were, they stood outside, aiming guns at the window.
"I reckon the monkey boys want us to stay inside." The Doctor noted.
The Queen bristled, "Do they know who I am?"
"I reckon that's the point." Amy informed her as politely as she could with the pain racking through her head.
"The wolf..." Rose told her gently, "It's lined you up for a...a biting."
Queen Victoria scoffed, but still sounded terrified, "Now, stop this talk. There can't be an actual wolf."
The words were barely out of her mouth as a chilling howl echoed throughout the house. The Doctor looked around.
"Out!" Amy yelled and everybody complied, running into a hallway as the wolf battered on the door.
"What do we do!" Rose yelled.
"We...run."
Rose stared at the Doctor, "Is that it?"
"You got any silver bullets?" He asked her.
"Not on me, no!"
"There we are then, we run." He turned to Queen Victoria, "Your Majesty, as a Doctor, I recommend a vigorous jog." He jogged in place to prove his point. "Good for the health, come on!"
He grabbed her hand, and again they were running. They ran up the staircase, slower than they would usually due to the size of the Queens dress.
A loud crash behind them made them run faster.
"Come on! Come on!" The Doctor pulled them forward.
The wolf was gaining on them and Amy felt like her legs were going to fall off. They reached the top of the stairs and moved down another hall. How big was this house?
The wolf was almost on them when Captain Reynolds popped out of a room, gun held out. Amy jumped down out of his way and the captain shot, hitting the wolf in the face.
It reeled backwards into the corridor. The Doctor reached out and pulled Amy around the corner where Captain Reynolds joined them.
"I'll take this position and hold it." Captain Reynolds nodded, "You keep moving, for God's sake! Your Majesty - I went to look for the property, it was taken. The Chest was empty."
Amy looked at the Queen, still curious as to what this 'property' was.
She gave him a short nod, "I have it. It's safe."
The Captain sighed in relief, "Then remove yourself, Ma'am. Doctor, you stand as Her Majesty's Protector. And you, Sir Robert - you're a traitor to the crown."
He cocked his gun, but the Doctor stepped forward.
"Bullets can't stop it."
"They'll buy you time." The Captain looked back nervously, "Now, run!"
He positioned himself at the end of the hallway. Queen Victoria and Sir Robert had already started running but the Doctor hesitated. Finally even he started to run.
Amy ran, but turned to grab Rose, only to see her staring at Captain Reynolds in dismay for a few moments. Amy turned to look and watched in horror as the werewolf grabbed the Captain, and ripped him into pieces.
"Rose!" The Doctor cried frantically, turning and running back, grabbing Rose around the waists and pulling her away, hiding her from the gruesome sight in the hallway.
Amy covered her mouth and ran after him, trying not to vomit. The incredible pain in her head wasn't exactly helping matters, either. She only just managed to get into the room before the Doctor and Captain Reynolds slammed the double wooden doors shut.
Everyone quickly started grabbing every piece of furniture they could find and putting it against the door, blocking it.
Amy pulled Rose aside, "Are you okay."
"Mhmmm." Rose nodded, looking ready to be sick. "You?"
Amy winced, "I know it sounds bad, but traveling with the Doctor...I'm used to it."
Rose nodded, and swallowed looking determined. If she was going to travel with the Doctor, she was going to have to get used to it as well. Amy just wished that she didn't have to.
"Wait a minute." The Doctor paused, "Shh, shh, wait a minute.."
Everybody was silent as the Doctor listened. Amy wasn't sure what she should be hearing. Maybe his ears had picked up on something theirs hadn't.
The Doctor looked over to them out of the corner of his eye, "It's stopped."
Everybody listened and realized he was right. The wolf wasn't banging at the door anymore. The Doctor stood on one of chairs they had against the door and pressed his ear to the door.
"It's gone."
Amy twisted, hearing footsteps padding around the room.
"Listen..." Rose whispered.
Everybody turned, following the Wolf's progress around the room. It just seemed to be pacing around, waiting for something.
"Is this the only door?" The Doctor whispered.
"Yes." Sir Robert whispered, then a look of realization came over his face, "No!"
Together the two ran over to the other side of the room to quickly close and barricade the second door.
Amy tried to quiet her breathing as they looked around. After a few minutes the sounds stopped and the Werewolves seemingly disappeared.
"I don't understand?" Rose frowned, "What's stopping it?"
"Yeah." Amy nodded, pointing to their barricade, "That's not exactly air tight, now is it?"
The Doctor looked around, "It's something inside this room." Sir Robert took one of the chairs from the barricade and sat down in it. The Doctor shook his head, confused, "What is it? Why can't it get in?"
"I'll tell you what, though..." Rose said through her heavy breathing.
"What?"
Rose grinned widely at him in disbelief, "Werewolf...!"
"I know!" The Doctor laughed and Rose through her arms around him with a half laughed. "You all right?"
"I'm okay." Rose waved him off, "Yeah!"
"Amy..."
"I'm fine." She said quickly.
He shook his head, running over, "No you're not. Your nose is bleeding."
Amy brought up her hand and touched her upper lip. Sure enough a single line of blood was trailing from her nose. "Oh, shit." She whispered, seeing Sir Robert wince at her language out of the corner of her eye.
"Here." The Doctor pulled out a handkerchief that Amy quickly stuffed to her face, "What happened."
"Nothing." Amy wrinkled her nose, confused, "It's just a-"
"Headache?" He finished with a frown.
Amy paused. He was right. The pain in her head had increased to an all time high. The adrenaline rush from running from the wolf had taken the pain away, but now she was crashing and it was all coming back.
"Oh, ow." She winced, grabbing her head.
"I'm sorry, Ma'am." Sir Robert said, distracting The Doctor momentarily, "It's all my fault. I should've sent you away. I tried to suggest something was wrong, I...thought you might notice. Did you think there was nothing strange about my household staff?"
"Well..." The Doctor scratched his chin, "They were bald, athletic...your wife's away, I just thought you were happy."
Amy pulled the cloth away and gave him an 'are-you-kidding-me' look.
"I'll tell you what thought, Ma'am." Rose stared at Queen Victoria, her voice thick like she was trying not to laugh, "I bet you're not amused now."
Amy shook her head silently at Rose, but the damage was done.
"Do you think this is funny?" The Queen hissed at Rose angrily.
Rose shrunk and answered back meekly, "No, Ma'am, I'm sorry."
"What, exactly, I pray someone please - what exactly is that creature?"
The Doctor scratched his head, walking forward, "You'd call it a werewolf, but technically it's more of a lupine wavelength haemovariform."
The Queen bristled at him, "And should I trust you, sit? You who change your voice so easily? What happened to your accent?"
The Doctor faltered and Amy could see him silently berating himself for dropping his Scottish accent.
"Oh...right..." He mumbled, "Sorry-"
"I'll not have it!" She bristled, staring at them in fear and intimidation, "No, sir - not you...not that thing...none of it. This is not my world."
"No it's not." Amy agreed, trying to save whatever mess the Doctor had made of diplomacy, "But it is ours. Let us deal with this, and then we'll leave. You'll never see us again."
The Doctor pointed at Amy as if to say 'what she said.'
The Queen was still tense and angry, pursing her lips and her eyes shifted between them as if debating. Finally she gave a curt nod and the Doctor went about searching the room.
Rose walked over, "Your nose is still bleeding."
"Crap." Amy quickly reapplied the cloth to her face. Several drops had landed on her tank top and she looked like she'd broken her nose.
"Must be one hell of a headache."
"Well.." Amy frowned, "It's starting to go away...like...the bleeding relieved the pressure or something."
Rose stared at her dubiously, "I don't think that's how that works."
Amy looked down at the cloth nervously, "Yeah, didn't think so..." Which didn't exactly make her feel any better.
"Don't worry!" The Doctor called back, "Could be any number of things." He was inspecting the doors with interest as he rambled, "High blood pressure, anemia, tension headache, you're not pregnant are you?" He straightened and stared at Amy.
"No, I'm not." She glared at him, "I haven't seen my husband in a year." She left out the fact that she couldn't have children anymore, not feeling comfortable telling him that in front of Queen freaking Victoria.
"Right." He went back to the door, "Could be an infection, or just a normal migraine." He paused, touching the woodwork on the door curiously, "Mistletoe...Sir Robert, did your father put that there?"
Sir Robert approached, shrugging, "I don't know, I suppose..."
"On the other door, too." The Doctor thought aloud, "A carving wouldn't be enough...I wonder..."
He leaned forward and licked the wood.
"Oh..." Amy shook her head, wondering why he always had to lick things.
The Doctor tasted it, "Viscum album, the oil of the mistletoe - it's been working the wood like a varnish! How clever was your dad! I love him!" He straightened and looked over to Amy and Rose, "Powerful stuff, mistletoe. Bursting with lectins and viscotoxins."
"What does that mean?" Amy asked him.
Rose stepped forward, "The wolf's allergic to it?" She guessed.
The Doctor looked at them, "Well, it thinks it is. The monkey monk monk need a way of controlling the wolf, maybe they training it to react against certain things."
"Like...um.." Amy snapped her finger "Pavlov's Dog, classical conditioning?"
"Exactly!" he grinned at her.
"Nevertheless..." Sir Robert spoke up, "That creature won't give up, Doctor, and we still don't possess an actual weapon."
"Oh, your father got all the brains, didn't he." The Doctor rolled his eyes.
Rose walked over and tapped him, "Being rude again."
"Good, I meant that one." The Doctor grinned, before striding over to the bookshelves that lined the room, "You want weapons? We're in a library. Books! Best weapons in the world."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of thick rimmed glasses, throwing them on.
"This room's the greatest arsenal we could have." He grabbed a few books off the shelf, passing them to Rose, "Arm yourself."
A/N:I'm flying back to school today! Which is super exciting. Well sort of. I start school on wednesday and I'm kind of excited. Does anybody else get really excited for school to start, even though you don't like school? I dunno I've been going crazy not having 100 things to do all the time. It's sad that I've become so accustomed to being stressed that I actually miss it.
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Well I'm zooming through writing this story, which I why this chapter didn't come out sooner. I actually meant to update it right after the last one, but I started writing and I've only stopped to go to work and pack. So review with any corners, thoughts or questions! Sorry for not getting back to you last chapter I've been writing. But I love you all so much, cause holy crapoli 180 already? And more and more people are coming over to check out my first story. So thank you to all the names which I've come to recognize and to all the new people.
Until Next Time,
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