"I thought you were going to do something about this," the Doctor said looking at the not destroyed droidekas and the not destroyed ping-pong ball of death.
Rose grinned, "I did do something." She reached out lightly grasping the head of a droid. It crumbled to dust. "I broke them down to their base components."
The Doctor looked pensively at her. "And how did you manage that?"
"Magic!" Came the cheeky reply.
Sarah Jane rubbed her hands together, "What's next?"
The Doctor opened his mouth to reply but was interrupted by Rose.
"I find the Sith Lord and fight him."
The Doctor whirled on her, "What was that?"
"I fight the Sith Lord. It's not the best plan but it's the only one I've got." Rose wrinkled her nose. "I'm a little worried about it. Not afraid mind you. 'Cause fear is of the Dark Side. It's just that I've never actually faced a Sith Lord before. Dark Jedi yes, Sith no. So I think I'm entitled to the worry."
The Doctor looked at her in such a way as to indicate that not only had she grown butterfly wings and was about to fly off but was also deranged as only post office employees at Christmas could be deranged. "You," he said distinctly, "are not going to face anyone. You are not going to fight anyone."
Rose lips turned down a bit at the corners, "That so?"
The Doctor continued unaware of the trouble brewing in front of him.
Sarah Jane wasn't unaware and so she put several feet between the Time Lord and his Companion. She vaguely wondered why she was capitalizing companion. When she was a companion it wasn't capitalized.
The Doctor went on, "You are going to stay where it's safe." The unsaid but very much there 'like a good girl' hovered like a balloon in the air.
Razzle from his uncomfortable position on the wall also wasn't unaware. He could hear through the Force something that sounded like the questioning bark-whine of a predator coming from Rose. This was the question of something furred and armed with very sharp teeth. The question was the canine equivalent of 'oh no you didn't' only with the cravat of 'you better not have.'
"I'm a Jedi Knight." Rose's voice was flat and without inflection.
"I'm a Time Lord. I outrank you." Was the Doctor's equally flat rejoinder.
"You don't understand. It's my job."
The Doctor glared at her, "No it's not it's mine. I don't know what you're playing at Rose but you need to stop it."
Rose let out a indignant gasp.
Sarah Jane felt rather like a child whose parents were fighting. Uncomfortable, embarrassed and a little scared. She wondered if finding something to hide behind was a viable option at this point.
"Why you arrogant, prancing, scruffy-looking nerfherder!" Rose said angerly before stomping off in Razzle's general direction. The apprentice tried to melt into the wall.
The Doctor stared after her. "I don't prance! I stride and sometimes when the spirit moves me I saunter. And scruffy-looking? I'm very dapper I'll have you know."
Sarah Jane was watching Rose pace, stop and look at the Doctor and knew instinctively that the Jedi was up to no good. This was self evident in the way she narrowed her eyes and in the way her nostrils flared.
Rose stalked over to the Doctor. When he looked up at her in surprise, she hit him. A sharp jaw to his chin and he was down for the count. His expression was one of hurt astonishment.
Rose cringed. She just didn't see another way.
"Rose! What are you doing?" Sarah Jane rushed over to the Doctor's prone form.
"Master !," K-9 rolled over to nudge at the fallen time traveler.
"'Es fine. His head is too hard for any real damage." Rose extracted the sonic screwdriver from one of the Doctor's pockets and dropped it on a conveyer belt. She looked at the dog considering, "K-9 take a nap."
"Affirmative." The canine droid came to an abrupt stop as Rose reached in with the Force and switched him off.
"Dream of electric poodles," Rose patted the dog on his tin head. She looked up into Sarah Jane's horrified eyes. "I can't stand around and argue with him." She reached out into air and made an robotic arm pick the Doctor up by the scruff of his neck and hold him in midair. "I have a duty." Her voice was soft and sad. Rose tenderly caressed his messy brown locks.
Sarah Jane knew that this new Rose wouldn't hurt her. She also knew that she could no more stop Rose then she could the Doctor. That was the main reason that she hadn't put up much of a fight when the blasters were taken from her and she was ushered into a closet.
"He's going to be bloody furious when he wakes up," Sarah Jane felt moved to point out.
Rose shrugged, "Probably. But it's something I have to do. He's not the only sentient in the universe that can take responsibility for stuff."
When Sarah Jane had first met Rose, after she had gotten over the resentment, she had taken the girls measure and found her suitable for the Doctor. Now she wondered if the Doctor was suitable for Rose.
"Just give me a head start."
Sarah Jane smiled at her, "Good luck."
Rose ripped the duct tape from Razzle's wrists. The boy barely had time to break his fall when the older women grabbed his arm spun him around and removed the gag.
"Darth Brat, take me to your master."
The apprentice nodded, "It's your funeral. There's a shuttle on the roof."
She poked him in the back with a blaster and nodded towards the exist.
"You and that doctor guy been married long?"
"Why does everybody think that?"
It took Sarah Jane a good three minutes to get out of the closet and four to wake up the Doctor and hand him his sonic screwdriver. In his haste to get free of the arm he forgot to have it lower to the ground. Instead the pincers opened and he fell to the ground with a resounding thump.
"I'm going to just lie here for a minute. I'm an old man, and I get tired."
It was seven minute to the roof. Just in time to see the shiny black shuttle rise up and shoot into the sky.
The Doctor stood watching the transport carry Rose away from him, his hands tightly fisted, his mouth a hard line.