Clara Oswin circled the console, watching the displays with curiosity. She hoped that one day Koschei might teach her a little something about how to fly this thing. Smiling at her boyfriend, she grabbed his hand.

"This time, how about I choose where we go?"

Koschei frowned at her. "Why? I had a brilliant idea for our next destination!"

"Alright … what were you thinking?"

"Well, I know you love horses, and I heard that back in Ancient Greece there was this sculpture called the Trojan Horse. Considering it isn't around any more, maybe we could go visit it? See it in its glory?"

Clara Oswin deadpanned. "You can't be serious."

"I am completely serious."

"What all do you know about the Trojan Horse?" she asked.

"Erm, exactly what I just told you."

She shook her head. "Darling, the Trojan Horse was an ambush. I'd rather not land in the middle of a war."

Koschei bit his lip. "Damn. I didn't realize that. Although, wars can be quite fun sometimes," he told her.

Clara Oswin raised her eyebrows. "War equals death and destruction. What the hell is fun about that?"

Koschei blushed, coughing. "Oh, well, erm …" he trailed off, not sure how to explain this one off.

She nudged him, sort of concerned. "C'mon, answer me!"

"Strategy," he came up with. "I enjoy the strategy. Not the … killing," he said, partially lying.

Clara Oswin sighed in relief. "Oh, good. Good then."

"So … not going to go visit the Trojan Horse then?"

"Definitely not."

Koschei grabbed her hand. "Where to then, my darling?"

"How about …" She paused, thinking. "How about Egypt, in the height of its glory?"

"You got it," he said with a grin, typing in the coordinates with a spin. The TARDIS began making its familiar groaning noise, and they were off towards 2532 BC.

They landed amongst the Pyramids, with the TARDIS choosing to take the form of a miniature Sphinx. While Clara Oswin looked at it in awe, Koschei snorted.

"What? It's beautiful!" she protested.

Koschei nodded. "Yes, it is. However, the Great Sphinx won't be built for another, say, 30 years, so it's a bit ahead of its time."

Clara Oswin grinned. "Mmm, perhaps the architects will find inspiration from your TARDIS then."

"Perhaps so," Koschei agreed, chuckling.

They linked arms and began walking through the sandy desert, admiring the pyramids that rose up before them.

"Would you like to go in one of them?" Koschei suggested.

Clara Oswin smiled at the prospect, but she shook her head. "Oh I would love to. However, they've got all kinds of traps to prevent grave robbers and such. We'd end up as dead as the Pharaohs locked inside them."

Koschei stopped dead in his tracks and turned to Clara Oswin. Taking both of her hands in his, he spoke. "Clara Oswin. I have lived for longer than I can even count. I do not think that a pyramid like this will be doom, and with me by your side, I am confident that it will not be your doom either."

She stared into his eyes, taking a deep breath. He cut her off before she could speak.

"Do you trust me?" he asked her.

She smiled at this. "Yes. I trust you."

He grinned, through his arms in the air. "Well then what are we waiting for? Let's go explore a flipping pyramid!"

Clara Oswin laughed at his enthusiasm and took his hand in hers, just in time for him to take off running towards the nearest pyramid, dragging her behind him.

They circled around the pyramid twice before they found the entrance, carefully concealed to look like another piece of the wall. Koschei glanced around to make sure that no one was watching, and then pushing open the door. He smiled back at Clara Oswin and pulled her inside after him. The door shut behind them, leaving them in pitch dark.

Clara Oswin chuckled nervously. "I think we should have thought this through a little longer, prepared more," she said.

Koschei smirked in the dark and whispered in her ear. "Oh c'mon, you don't want to have a little fun in the dark?" he asked, tilting his head to gently kiss her neck.

She giggled, arching her neck a little. "I suppose we could," she said, putting her arms around him.

He moved his face to kiss her on the lips, and they snogged until they were both a little out of breath. Surprisingly, Koschei pulled away first. "So, how about that exploration?"

"It's pitch dark!" she reminded him.

He chuckled and pulled something out of his pocket, then clicked a button. Immediately, a light shone forth.

"A flashlight!" Clara Oswin proclaimed.

He nodded and took her hand, leading her down the hallway. They walked slowly, admiring the hieroglyphics covering the walls.

"Do you know what they mean?" Clara Oswin whispered, even though they were alone.

Koschei stopped, tilting his head and looking at the glyphs more closely as they walked. "They tell the story of a King, or should I say, Pharaoh, and a goddess, the goddess Sekhmet. Sekhmet was an angry goddess. She was the goddess of war and vengeance. The Pharaoh served Sekhmet faithfully, seeking revenge for his father's dead and his mother's sorrow. Eventually, this vengeance was given to him, and he no longer wished to live a life oriented towards revenge, so he stopped praying to her. The goddess became angry and used her powers to wipe out his family, all but his newborn son, the heir to the throne. That Pharaoh and his Queen were buried here in this temple."

"Wow," Clara Oswin breathed, tracing her finger over the vibrant designs. "So does that mean Sekhmet was real? Or like, an alien or something?"

Koschei shrugged. "I suppose both are possibilities, but likely the Pharaoh's family were killed by a natural disaster. The Egyptians believed she represented them."

Clara Oswin nodded. "That's fascinating," she commented.

He smiled at her, and they continued walking until Koschei stopped all of a sudden in his tracks. Clara Oswin bumped into him.

"What is it?" she asked.

"A trap," he informed her, his eyes dancing with excitement.

A/N: Review, and I'll update faster ;)