Chapter 13
Pyramid on Mars
"Is this necessary, Sarah?" John asked as the two looked through the clothing in the Tardis's closet.
"Of course," Sarah nodded before pulling a dress from a rack, "What kind of trip would it be if we didn't dress up just once?"
"Point taken," John chuckled before a dress pelted her in the face, "Nice throw."
"Thank you," Sarah grinned as she looked at a yellow Victorian dress hanging in front of a tan trench coat.
John looked at the sky-blue dress in her hands and slowly headed towards a changing screen. She pulled off her jumper and slacks and pulled the dress on. It was made from silks and when she walked out from behind the screen, she saw that Sarah had changed as well. They had a very similar dress style on, and she sighed at the fact that her's was more of a French make compared to the English style that was Sarah's.
"Let's go see what the Doctor'll say," Sarah suggested before giving a slight grin, "Not that he'd really notice."
"He does get lost in his head," John agreed as they left the room.
It was a quiet walk that was filled with amused silence. Sarah messed with a piece of lace that she had found in the dress and smiled at the nervous energy that seemed to roll off her friend. John was messing with her house ring. She would stop and smooth the skirt of her dress down before going back to messing with the ring.
"Nervous?" Sarah teased.
"Just a little," John admitted with a slight smile, "I've never really worn a dress before, it was mainly robes."
"Not even for Christmas Dinner?" Sarah asked in surprise.
"Yes, my father allowed me to wear a jumper and nice pants for such things," John answered.
Sarah made a face of understanding as she opened the door to the main console room. The Doctor was standing there. He was still as a statue as he thought. It was so unlike him. He typically moved around the console and pressed buttons as he thought.
"Hey, Doctor," Sarah called, "Doctor, look what I've found."
"Hello, Vicky," The Doctor said, and Sarah paused for a few seconds with a slightly surprised look on her face.
"What?" She asked.
"Hmm?" He asked in response as he finally looked towards the two, "Where did you get that dress?"
"I just told you," She stated in an exasperated tone, "I found it back there in the wardrobe, why don't you like it?"
"Yes. Yes, I always did. Victoria wore it," He answered, "She traveled with me for a time."
"Well, as long as Albert didn't wear it," Sarah commented and she got a snort out of John as she slowly slipped into the room, "Oh, come on, Doctor, that's worth a smile surely? What's the matter? You should be glad to be going home."
"The Earth isn't my home, Sarah," He stated as he finally caught sight of John as she moved around the main console, "I'm a Time Lord."
"I know you're a Time Lord," Sarah informed him as she pulled the lace over her head and grinned at him.
"You don't understand the implications, I'm not a human being," He stated, "I walk in eternity."
"What's that supposed to mean?" She asked as John noticed that he was looking at her in sadness.
"It means I've lived for something like seven hundred and fifty years," he replied.
"Oh, you'll soon be middle-aged," She teased him as John moved towards him and gave his hand a gentle squeeze below the console.
"Yes!" The Doctor exclaimed, "It's about time I found something better to do than run around after the Brigadier."
"Oh, come on," She said in an amused tone, "If you're tired of being UNIT's scientific advisor, you can always resign."
The moment she said those last words the Tardis lights flickered off and they were knocked off their feet by the ship lurching to the right. John landed on her hands and knees as Sarah landed on top of her. She let out a grunt as the added weight made her fall to the ground. The main console exploded, and some sparks rained upwards before the lights came back on. John blinked as she felt something enter the Tardis, but it left as quickly as it appeared.
"What was that?" Sarah asked as she got up from John and the taller woman slowly followed with a wince.
"The relative continuum stabilizer failed," The Doctor replied as he moved around the console.
"No, not that, I mean the thing," Sarah stated.
"What thing?" The Doctor questioned in slight confusion.
"There was a terrible face just for a second, then it was gone," Sarah explained and as she looked at her face she began to frown, "You don't believe me, do you."
"There was a small frequency that entered the Tardis for a second," John added having her friends back, "It was gone as quick as it entered."
"Nothing can enter the Tardis," The Doctor informed them before he really thought about it, "Unless, it had mental projection beyond imagination, yet it might explain the stabilizer. Let's see at what end of the spectrum it came from."
He went to press a button, but Sarah placed a hand on his shoulder and shook her head. Whatever she had seen was enough to scare her. She knew better, it had felt like it was extremely dark, and malevolent. It was even able to get into the Tardis in a way that the Doctor hadn't expected.
"Doctor, don't," Sarah told him, "Whatever it was, I know that it was totally malevolent."
There was a bump as the Tardis landed and the Doctor looked at the console. John rubbed her palms together and winced at the slight burning sensation that came from the actions. He moved away from the console and pulled his scarf up onto his shoulder a bit more so it wouldn't get caught on the doors when he exited.
"We've landed," The Doctor informed them.
"Where?" Sarah asked him, "Where have we landed?"
The Doctor left the Tardis and Sarah followed him. John stayed still for a few seconds before pushing her wand up the sleeve of her dress and stretched. She headed out of the Tardis and looked around. They seemed to be in a storage room of sorts. She walked up to a sarcophagus and ran a hand across the wording on it. She muttered some of the protective spells that were written on it. Some of these spells were to keep the body from getting out, she frowned at that and reread them. No, she had read it correctly. It couldn't have been a mistake; the Ancient Egyptians were too particular about the burial rituals they would never have made a mistake.
"We've materialized at the correct point in space, but obviously not in time," The Doctor said getting her attention.
"A temporal reverse?" She asked him.
"Some vast impulse of energy has drawn the Tardis off course," He stated with a slight nod.
"You're saying this is UNIT Headquarters, but years before I knew it?" Sarah asked.
"More like years before it became UNIT Headquarters," John said with a slightly amused smile, "Unless, they had been keeping mummies in storage."
"No, they hadn't," He replied with a slight smile at that, "This must be the old priory, the UNIT house was built on the site."
"The old priory was burnt down, wasn't it?" Sarah asked.
"Something's very wrong," He said, not answering the question.
"Something's not right," John agreed as she frowned.
There was something in the back of her mind. It was like a soft whisper calling to her. She looked towards the door of the room and her frown deepened. The Doctor noticed how distracted she seemed, and he had to agree with both women. Something was extremely wrong in the priory.
"Something's going on contrary to the laws of the universe," He stated, "I must find out what."
He moved towards the door and tried to open it. Sarah scrunched her nose slightly when a musty smell hit her. This area seemed to have been out of use for quite some time if it had that smell to it. She supposed it was better than being in an area of high traffic. Fewer people to question where they came from and whatnot.
"Why bother to lock an internal door?" the Doctor muttered.
"Maybe this wing of the house isn't in use," Sarah suggested, "it smells musty enough."
"Some of that is mummy," John said with an amused grin as the Doctor brought something out of his coat.
"French picklock," He explained to them, "Never fails, it belonged to Marie Antionette, charming lady, lost her head the poor thing."
"Viva La France," John stated with a slight grimace as she felt for her head.
"Yes, well your people went through the witch trials," He muttered as the door began to move.
"You act like we didn't find a way around that," She chuckled quietly as they scattered, "Wendelin the weird had that name for a reason."
The Doctor peeked out from his spot and got a small wink from his lover. She waved her wand and stayed in his sight. It was when she walked past the man who had opened the door, did he realize what she did. She had wanted to explore the building undetected. Well, he wasn't going to stop her. You'd think after seven hundred years of telephone box travel, he'd meet someone that would follow the don't wander off rule. It was one of the few things left to surprise him.
John inwardly chuckled to herself as she quietly walked down one of the hallways. The Priory was simply gorgeous. She loved architecture like this where some thought had been put into what went where. It was something she believed was missing from the spaceships that she'd been on. She smiled at that thought and turned a corner.
She paused in her tracks when she thought she heard someone calling her name again. It was a very low-level frequency, and faint at that, but she could hear it. It bounced off the Huon particles and she let out a slight shiver. She hadn't felt that since she had been atomized. It piqued her curiosity. She began to slowly walk once again and took a turn into a rather large room where a large sarcophagus sat in the middle of it. She walked up to it and tilted her head.
The spells on this one were gibberish, and she wasn't joking, it was genuine gibberish with actual runes involved. Sutekh, that was the name on the sarcophagus. She bit her lip at that and thought back to where she had heard that name before. It had been on an episode of Doctor Who she knew that much, but it was also in one of the books she had read in the library. She ran a finger over the hieroglyphs that made up the name before pulling her hand back with a deep frown.
"Sutekh, Sutekh, where have I heard that name before?" She muttered as she tapped a finger against her chin and turned away from the sarcophagus.
She missed it when the face of the sarcophagus changed into a rainbow pattern and a hand reached out from it. She quickly looked behind her as it brushed against her shoulder. Her wand came out and she shot a stunner at the hand. That frequency she had felt early that had been calling her name started up once again. It slowly rose in sound and she winced slightly as she felt something tug at the tattered mental shields she still had.
Those had been tattered when she had gazed into the time vortex. A part of her really wished she had paid more attention to her lessons on mind magic. She could have already repaired them. She blinked once as her name continued to be called. Her eyes slowly dulled as she started to walk towards the sarcophagus. She walked into it and vanished from the room.
She found herself in a throne room, if she had been of the right mind, she would've noticed that everything was different compared to the episode not that she had ever seen it. She was looking straight ahead not paying any mind to what was around her. Her eyes were completely blank as a tall figure came into the room. The figure was wearing a mask and tilted their head at the sight of her. Their eyes glowed a brilliant green for a few seconds and John grimaced as her head hurt.
"Interesting, a universe traveler," The figure said, the voice distinctly masculine, as it moved further towards her, "And a witch at that."
A few tall mummies came towards them. They were strange-looking, vaguely human-like with large ribcages and long arms. They grabbed onto John's arms as her wand was slowly taken from her by the figure. They studied it for a few minutes before handing it back to her, she accepted it with a blank look and placed it back up her sleeve. They grasped her chin and tilted her head up to study her face.
"Take her to be placed into the ceremonial robes," The Figure commanded releasing her chin, "Her magic will be quite useful in breaking my ancient bonds."
The mummies began to lead her out of the throne room. They took her to a smaller room and stripped her of her clothes and placed a white robe on her. It was slightly see-through and the only decoration came from the hieroglyph of Heka that was on the back. A circlet was placed on her head and a brilliant emerald was set against her forehead.
She was led back to the first room and forced to kneel on the ground and sit that way. Her expression was blank. The figure came back in and ran a hand through her hair as she brought out her wand and slowly began to work out charms. She had to do the charm work first before moving onto the runes. If she were to mess up on the charms, she could easily start over. Runes, not so much.
"Work faster, little witch," The figure commanded as their hands moved to her shoulders.
"Yes, master," She mumbled as she slowly began to pick up the pace.
"Master," A man's voice stated as an older gentleman walked up to him, "Someone is attempting to summon you."
"Then you shall go in my place and deal with the false servant," The figure replied as he removed his hand from John's shoulders, "I will keep an eye on the situation."
John paused in her charm and some light came back to her eyes as the figure stopped sending frequencies her way. She had trouble stopping herself from working on the charms and grimaced as she saw one being worked that dealt with weight. She heard a tutting sound behind her and she slowly looked to her side to see the figure. She would be shaking if she could.
"Little witch, you know better than to stop working," the Figure told her, "You shall set free the great Sutekh."
"I will…set free the great Sutekh," John agreed in a low monotone.
Sutekh grabbed onto her chin and his eyes glowed green. The emerald that rested on her forehead glowed in response and her eyes grew dim once again as she went back to focusing on her charms. She was a puppet, a shell of her former self, and she needed to set free Sutekh. A part of her was screaming at that thought since she knew that if he was set free then something bad would happen.
Time didn't seem to pass in the throne room. If she even noticed it at all. It slowly trudged by. It was one of the charms and runes that locked Sutekh away. Time manipulation was magic that she knew about, it had been the basis of her failed experiment, and could easily unravel it after looking through the time vortex. The laws of time and physics were her's to command, and Sutekh knew that.
His journey in controlling her mind allowed him to see the vital information he needed. He knew that she cared about the man and woman she traveled with. He knew that if she somehow broke free of his control, which was highly unlikely due to her tattered mind, he would use them against her. After all, she was far too fond of the man. Dare he say it, she loved him. Love was such a pitiful emotion, it made those that could reach greatness weak.
"You are far too sentimental, little witch," He informed her as he took a seat within a golden throne to watch her work.
Yes, things were changed. It could be said that it was the butterfly effect in motion. It also showed that one's world could be changed with any kind of action, such as the click of fingers. Or the appearance of a witch.
John continued to work on the charms and barley inclined her head to show that she had heard him. She was working as fast as she could, physically and magically. It wasn't enough for Sutekh and he clicked his tongue in annoyance as he upped his frequency to make her work faster. Her speed did indeed increase.
It came with a cost, as did everything that dealt with older magic such as this. Her skin grew paler and her breathing was a bit raspy. Her magic was draining itself to keep up with the demand, she would have to take a break so she wouldn't become totally useless. A small break for tea was enough to help her regain the energy and magic she had lost during the charms process.
The charms process ended and Sutekh clicked his fingers to call upon the mummies. They blundered into the throne room with a small tray in their hands. It had a cup of tea on the tray with a ham sandwich. It set it down in front of the tall woman and she slowly picked up the cup of tea with shaking hands.
She made quick work of her food and moved to the rune work. She had to stand up and move to the wall, so she knew what runes she was working with. It was quiet within the throne room. Sutekh was content to let his minions do the work of getting him free, he had been locked away for so long. For what was done to him he would destroy the earth in retaliation. It took one wrench in his plan for things to stop looking so optimistic.
"Stop them!" He yelled at his mummies.
They went to stop the man and the woman from doing more harm. He got up from his throne and went towards the witch who was still working on the runes. He grabbed a hold of her hair and yanked her head back, so she was looking at him. He relaxed his hold on her mind for a few minutes and she was suddenly looking at him in surprise and a deep-set hatred. Her magic was starting to cause static in the air at her fury and he smirked behind his mask. A slight snarl appeared on her face.
"Your lover and friend are causing such trouble," He informed her, "If you don't continue your work, I'll just have to take their heads off."
"Good luck with that," She informed him with a slight smirk, "Knowing those two, you aren't the worse thing they've ever encountered. You aren't even the worse thing, I've encountered."
He pulled her hair and she was forced back onto the ground. The emerald circlet fell from her head. She quickly got up and started firing spell after spell at him. He was forced on the offensive as she got…creative with her spells. A tickling spell caused him to convulse as he let out silent laughter and that's when she sent a cutting spell his way.
"You will pay for attacking the great Sutekh," He hissed at her as he increased his frequency.
She simply tilted her head and a smirk curled her lips.
"That won't work on me anymore," She informed him, her voice like a purr, "You locked her away and now you will pay for that."
He hadn't seen anything in her mind about a second personality. Her mouth opened with a slightly crazed grin at him. He saw the abnormally long canines and he smirked behind his mask as she continued with the barrage of spells. He started to fire some back and he knew that he had found someone he needed to keep under his control.
The power she was exuding was almost palpable as the magic in the air created destruction around them. The gold in the room was bending under the pressure and the gems embedded in the walls cracked and glowed. He fired off a nasty spell that sent one into a deep sleep until he removed it. No loves first kiss, no potion to cure it, nothing except his will and his alone. She fell back and her eyes were wide open.
That was the only kink with that spell is that the eyes remained open.
He walked forward and closed her eyes; it had begun to creep him out. His mummies came forward with rope and the young witch was restrained and attached to a wall until she could be of use again. He didn't trust her with the runes anymore. If she were to break free again, he'd rather she be in the pyramid and somewhere where he could easily dispose of her. Her hair acted as a curtain and one could barely see the glowing of the emerald, he had placed back on her.
He looked towards an intruder as they walked into his throne room. It was that Doctor that had been on the witch's mind. He was a bit bohemian in style and had a mop of curly hair that was hidden under a hat. Sutekh thought he was quite stupid to wear such a long scarf, that thing could get caught on anything, especially his hand. He was rather mad at the man. He started to remove the spell on the witch to the point where she was awake but unable to really move.
"Sutekh, last of the Osirans," The Doctor quietly said.
Sutekh didn't even give a response to the use of his real title. He simply used his magic to get into the Doctor's mind. It pinned the man against the wall, and he got a grunt out of him. John moved a bit at the sound and her hair parted enough that her face could be seen. That had caused him some surprise and he increased his spell to stop her from moving.
"No, you will not die yet, Doctor," Sutekh stated in a cold voice.
"Just destroy me," the Doctor stated as he looked around the destroyed throne room, "Nothing else now is left within your power."
"Oh, I will beg to differ," Sutekh informed the Doctor and he got a curious expression in return, "Lady Watson has such a lovely tattered mind, it was easy to learn about you and your Tardis."
The Doctor looked around and caught sight of John. A few expressions traveled across his face. Surprise, relief, and fury. He turned towards Sutekh and aimed that last one at the Osirian before he let it go and gained a blank expression. He needed to play everything right, and not get the three of them killed.
"Your interference almost condemned me to remain a prisoner in the Eye of Horus forever," Sutekh informed the Doctor, "At the same time you brought the witch with you, a key component to help free me, your death shall be quick for that, Time Lord."
The Doctor didn't like the fact that Sutekh had gleaned so much from his lovers' head. His eyes quickly flickered to the side as he checked on her. He was worried about the fact that she wasn't moving. He could see her skin and it was paler than usual, almost sickly. He looked back towards Sutekh and kept his face free of all expression. He couldn't worry about her at a time like this.
"I renounced the society of the Time Lords," He stated, "Now, I'm simply a traveler."
"With a lover that could barely pass as human if it wasn't for her form?" Sutekh stated in a low tone, "One that passed through the universe due to a simple mistake."
His eyes glowed green and the Doctor let out a sound of pain as his mental shields were torn at, small holes appearing in it. It was a harsh pain and he screwed his eyes shut as he tried to fight Sutekh off. He had some confidential information in his head, and he knew better than to let Sutekh get his hands on it.
"Yes, yes!" He exclaimed as he confirmed everything that Sutekh had said.
"Approach, Doctor," Sutekh ordered, the Doctor was released and he slowly shuffled closer, "I offer an alliance, Doctor, serve me truly and an empire can be yours."
"Serve you, Sutekh?" the Doctor asked with a frown, "Your name is abominated in every civilized world, whether that name be Set, Satan, Sodos-"
"Serve me, Doctor," Sutekh commanded as he worked his magic once again.
"Never," The Doctor grit out through the pain.
"You pit your puny will against mine?" Sutekh questioned, "You'd pit the life of your lover? Now kneel."
"No," The Doctor refused as he grits his teeth, "I would be more worried about what she'd do to you if you pushed her far enough."
"Silence and kneel before the might of Sutekh," Sutekh ordered and the Doctor was forced to his knees, "In my presence, you are an ant, a termite. Abase yourself, you groveling insect."
He was stopped by the sound of his servants attempting to contact him through the monitors. He had to do it the old fashion way and call through mind magic. As he communicated with the servant a smirk began to play on his face under the mask. He looked down at the Doctor and that smirk increased.
"It seems as though we found a human woman," Sutekh informed the Doctor, "Will you sacrifice this one's life as well? We have no use for her."
"No," The Doctor said as he hung his head in slight defeat.
"Perhaps you have a use after all," Sutekh murmured in thought, "Scarman will bring your Tardis to me, through the human female."
"He won't find that possible," The Doctor stated in a blunt tone.
"Scarman is my puppet," Sutekh stated, "My mind is in his."
"The controls of the Tardis are isomorphic," The Doctor explained, though a part of him had a feeling that John could probably control the Tardis if the occasion called for it.
"She answers to you alone," Sutekh stated, "Then I was wise to spare you, Doctor."
The Doctor's face went blank as Sutekh was able to get through his mind shield and exert his will over him. He allowed the taller man to stand up and watched as he crossed his arms over his chest. It was a sign of respect to him. Something that the Doctor had been truly lacking. He walked over to the dark-haired witch and released the spell on her. She started and he noted her attempting to fight his control before succumbing to it as well.
"You will go on ahead, you have far greater reach with your magic," He ordered her.
"Yes, Master," She mumbled as she disappeared from the room with a loud crack.
She found herself in a strange room. It was where her master had sent her, and she was to obey. If she didn't…a part of her knew that she would lose someone she cared about. A tear rolled down her face as she stared ahead with a blank expression. She didn't even react when something began to materialize behind her. A tall man with pale skin and red-rimmed eyes walked out of the newly materialized Tardis and looked around.
"Sutekh has no further need for the Time Lord," He stated as he walked out, "Destroy him, Lady Watson you are to follow me."
John walked behind him as they headed through a door, a scream echoing behind them. A couple mummies were behind them acting like guards, an escort almost. They came across the first chamber and Scarman looked around. John held out an arm as per the wishes of Sutekh and motioned towards the red energy that was swirling on the columns to their right.
"The relay switch is a power conductor terminal," She informed him in a monotone, "Look for a different way."
Scarman moved away from her arm and began to use his hands to send the impression of the wall to Sutekh. He bared the dark-haired witch no mind as she stood still and stared ahead with an even more blank expression than before. It was like she didn't even want to fight back anymore. She wasn't too familiar with the episode of Sutekh it was one of those she had never watched and hadn't heard of enough times to remember the plot. The Doctor couldn't be dead, could he?
If Vorus could live, then the Doctor could die. She didn't even want to think about that on any level. She would just follow orders like the good little soldier she was.
Scarman had found a panel hidden in the wall next to the door and pressed the button. They headed through and it closed behind them with a slight thud. It was a quiet walk all the way to the next chamber. There wasn't any talking or banter that could be found when walking with the Doctor or Sarah. It didn't bother the puppets of Sutekh, they had their orders and they would carry them out.
In the next room, Sutekh had John solve the puzzle. She stood in front of a large panel covered in eight rows of five squares, each with a black quadrilateral on it. It was with a blank stare as she looked towards the floor before counting five rows up and going all the way to the right. She pressed the square and the door slowly opened.
They walked through it and something strange happened.
She was stuck behind a cylinder made from Perspex. She brought a hand up and placed it against the strong glass and looked around with a blank expression. Sutekh realized that she would have no more use to him anymore and let out a curse as he released the witch from his grasps. He had lost an important key, but Scarman could still free him.
John fell to her knees as she looked down at her hands with a blank expression. It didn't take her long to start blaming herself for everything that happened. She was supposed to be the witch on the shoulder, but she had turned into such a hindrance. She tore off the damn circlet and contemplated burning it before thinking against it and sighing. She placed her face in her hands for a few seconds before sitting upright and closed her eyes.
If she were to finally die, then she would do so with the poise and dignity of a lady of two ancient and noble houses.
That was how the Doctor and Sarah stumbled across her. Sitting in a dignified manner with her eyes closed. The Doctor went up to it and Sarah held a hand up to her mouth. Her best friend had been left for dead by Sutekh, one quick explanation from the Doctor was enough for her to know that John hadn't been willing to follow Sutekh.
"John," The Doctor muttered, "I'm so sorry."
She opened her eyes and he watched as her expression turned to one of shock before a small smile of relief appeared on her face. Her wand made an appearance and a small ribbon appeared and spelled out You're alive, then perhaps the Earth has a chance. Her faith in him was concerning sometimes, but it did warm his hearts. He just needed to show her just how much if they lived through this.
"Intruders, you face the twin guardians of Horus," A voice announced gaining his and Sarah's attention, "One is programmed to deceive, the other points truly."
"Then one must always lie," Sarah muttered as she thought back to a puzzle, she had read out a long time ago.
"The two switches control your fate. Instant freedom or instant death. Before you choose, you can ask one guardian one question," The Voice continued as it told the rules of a game, "This is the riddle of the Osirians. Which is the guardian of life?"
"Which indeed," The Doctor muttered as he turned to Sarah, "They're both contra-programmed so that one will always give a false indication."
"Then would that make it easy?" Sarah asked him.
"It would," He answered as he turned to two mummies that stood before a pair of switches, "One question. If I were to ask your fellow guardian the question, which switch would he indicate?"
The Mummy he asked raised an arm towards the nearest button and the Doctor raised his brows. It had been so simple. He would have John out of the cylinder within a few seconds.
"I see," He stated, "So, if you're the true guardian, that must be the death switch, and if you're the automatic liar, you'd be trying to mislead me, so that still must be the death switch, therefore, this has to be the one we want."
He pressed the second button and the game vanished. He didn't have time to even say anything to John when he felt someone barrel into him and give him a hug. He looked down in obvious surprise as John released him and went to do the same to Sarah who hugged the woman back. There was an air of relief between the three.
"We need to hurry," John stated as she let Sarah go and started to move towards the next chamber, "Sutekh is almost free, that's the last chamber and the traps won't stop him forever."
They rushed through the hallway and came across the main center. John stared at a glowing red egg and covered her eyes slightly as Scarman gained an elated smile to his face. Sutekh had freed him just as the egg exploded. It was the worst thing to happen to him.
"Doctor, is there anything we can do to stop Sutekh?" Sarah asked as Scarman collapsed and turned into a pile of dust and all the doors of the room opened, even one that had the Tardis behind it.
"The time factor!" He exclaimed.
"Yes, that would do wonderfully!" John exclaimed over the loud wind in the center.
"What?" Sarah questioned the two.
"Come on, run!" He simply told the two.
They did as he said and rushed towards the Tardis. He sent a look towards John and she simply leaned against the main console as he and Sarah quickly gathered what he needed. He didn't want her near Sutekh, and she didn't want to chance the Osirian getting into her head again. The two ran out of the Tardis and she let out a soft sound of relief as she ran a hand through her long hair.
"A time factor should keep Sutekh from ever reaching the center room," John muttered, "He'll be destroyed along with the pyramid."
The Tardis hummed her agreement with that, and John let out a quiet yawn. She was tired of having someone rooting around her mind, she was also experiencing low magic. It felt like she had just gone through another war. Now that she thought about it, that sounded close to what had happened. War for the Earth against a false god.
She walked out of the main console room and slowly headed towards her's. Her bare feet were dragging slightly against the grating, and her eyes felt dry. She rubbed at them and slowly entered her room. Her expression became thoughtful and she wondered if this would be her last journey with the Doctor. She had caused a lot of trouble by being a stupid nosey Gryffindor.
Brash decision making that was borderline stupid and suicidal was quite normal from her house. If anyone were to expect anything else from her then she would simply tell them to get a clue. She walked over to the clothes she had been able to make, a dress shirt, nice slacks, and a pea coat and decided against wearing and settled for her nightshirt. Now, to get out of the blasted robe she had been forced into. She plucked at the thin material and frowned.
She heard the time vortex and quickly moved to close her door. She didn't really want anyone seeing her change. It was one of those things brought about by the war. Not something she wanted to think about now, but she guessed that her mind would never stop focusing on it.
The door to her room opened as she looked for any way to get the damn robe off-she looked like a sacrifice for Merlin's sake- and gave a quick glance to see who had come into her room. The Doctor stood there with a slightly nervous air about him, though his expression didn't betray that. He closed the door behind him as he walked in. She didn't say anything but simply raised a brow at him.
"What are your thoughts about marriage?" He asked her and she blinked at how blunt he was.
"To you, I'd be happy and flattered," She answered, "Anyone else and I'd-"
She didn't get to finish the rest of her sentence as he slammed his lips against hers. It was then that she realized that he had been testing the waters. A small exchanging of rings informed her that her marriage was a quiet one and a private one. No words had been exchanged only feelings. He pulled the robe over her head and she smiled at him.
Well, at least she didn't have to worry about finding a way to take the robe off anymore.