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He Who Sins

Chapter Thirty-One: When the Time is Right

The Doctor sprinted through the empty streets of this forgotten planet as he raced back to the Tardis, he'd been over come with energy as soon as he realised where Rose was. As he ran through the wounded streets of the city, starving creatures followed him, watching him in wonder, the Doctor grinned and ran faster – he had hope.

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Rose had fallen asleep, her cheek was pressed against the cold stones that covered the floor, as she opened her eyes shards of her dreams came back to her.

'I love you' the Doctor whispered as he stroked her cheek before fading away into darkness.

Rose blinked and rubbed her face, meaningless words and pictures swarmed around her head as she tried to piece them together

Rose felt the Doctors warm hand within her own. She closed her hand and their fingers intertwined, fitting together perfectly for all eternity.

Rose looked down at her empty hand and flexed her finger – there was no hand for her to reach out to.

'I'll never give up on finding you' the Doctor whispered

Rose shivered as she looked around at her dank desolate cell. She felt dried blood caked to her face, she raised her hand and fingered it carefully, it was rough against the coolness of her fingers.

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The Doctor hit the buttons on the Tardis as she slowly began to whine

'Please old girl, now, I need to go now' he frantically whispered to his time machine. The ship began to move as the Doctor began to pace the floor, soon he would be there, soon it would be time… he just hoped he wasn't too late.

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Tymon walked into the prayer room, he watched Marilee as she rose slowly from the floor, she turned to see him before breaking the eye contact. She let out a sigh and walked towards him

'What's going on?' Tymon asked quietly, sensing that something was terribly wrong. Marilee walked before him and stopped in front of his face. She placed one hand on his cheek and ran one of her icy cold fingers down his cheek; he shivered in reaction as he watched her. When he saw the look of sorrow in her eyes he shivered, he tried to step back away from her but her face remained on his face. She squeezed his cheek as he began to whisper

'I'm sorry' she whispered slowly, 'It was never meant to be like this…it was never meant to get like this' she told him. He swallowed heavily

'Like what?' he asked warily

'You were born for a purpose….a purpose…that's all. That's all you ever were' she murmured as though she was trying to convince herself.

'To die?' he asked weakly. Marilee's head rose sharply

'More than that boy – you will bring him to life. You will restore the old order of things…you are our only hope'. Tymon shook his head at her

'That's it?' he asked 'That's all I ever was to you?' he demanded broken. Marilee nodded, her gaze averting to the floor

'Yes' she whispered softly. Tymon glanced at her in disgust

'I don't believe you – what of my father? What would he have made of this?' he asked. Marilee pinched his cheek, her eyes laced with fire and pain

'Don't mention him' she squeaked 'Don't speak of him'. Tymon shivered under her touch, but he didn't mind the pain – he was used to it.

'Why?' he asked, Marilee didn't answer but tore her gaze away from the face that was an echo of another

'Why?' Tymon demanded louder. Marilee felt herself tremble

'Why?' Tymon shouted. Marilee glanced up as she felt all the pain of losing him tear though her soul, she glared down at Tymon

'No more questions' she breathed. She pulled out a handkerchief and pressed it over his mouth. After struggling for several moments, Tymon fell floppy before her. Marilee caught her and cradled him like you would a baby

'Well what of your Papa?' she asked her self as she carried her son into the darkness. 'He's gone. That's all I know of him, and that's all we shall remember….that's why we must achieve vengeance. For you…and for me' she whispered as the door slowly swung shut behind. Soon everything would come into place. Soon it would be time.

Marilee wiped her hands from the dirt and shut the door of the alter room behind her, she ignored the soft cries that called out behind her as the stone door locked shut. She'd spent seven years ignoring him…how could seven minutes hurt even more, she wondered. Marilee made her way slowly to the cells where she held Rose, soon the darkness had taken over and the only beacon of light was the tiny, flickering candle she held. The floor blended into the wall, which in turn, blended into the darkness – soon all was lost except for the tiny voice calling through the wood. Marilee paused in the doorway, she watched ahead in the darkness, Rose lay sprawled against the floor and her hands rested on her heavily swollen belly. Her eyes were shut and she gently rocked, but she sung softly to the only company she had…to the only remainders of the Doctor she had…she sung to her children just as Marilee longed to sing to Tymon.

'Come stop your crying it will be alright, just take my hand – hold it tight. I will protect you from all around you, I will be here, don't you cry'.

Marilee had heard Rose singing that song many times…it was as though she was now reassuring herself that someone would come for her…Marilee sighed as she realised someone would come for her – only it wouldn't be the person she expected. Marilee walked into Rose's sight line

'It's time' she told her quietly. Rose looked up, her eyes will filled with a quiet understanding, she nodded and pulled herself to her feet

'Shall we get on with it then?' she asked as her hands rested protectively on her belly. For one tiny moment Marilee was afraid…and that was all Rose needed to remember who she was and what she did. It was time to survive.