I was raring to follow them. I hadn't gotten anything from Marie yet. The list Rory handed me was burning a hole in my pocket. I pulled it out and looked over it once again.

Pete startled me when he spoke, "What is that again?"

I began to think up a lie, but decided against it. Instead I decided to change the subject. "Do you know anything about Marie's past?"

He began to fidget in his seat. "Not really, she didn't like to talk much about it. When she first became an agent, Artie said she used to talk about ancient civilizations a lot, but sometimes she would mess up some facts. He just always assumed she was a confused historian."

"Is that it?" I pushed.

"Pretty much, she only shared with Valda."

I crumpled the paper up and stuffed it deep in my pocket. A green light flashed on downstairs. "Must have found some kind of light." We sat in silence for a while until a blue light flashed in a corner window.

"Steve, we have to get in there." Pete whispered. He must have read the confusion on my face. "I have a really bad feeling about his."

I nodded and followed him up the flight of stairs to the entrance. After several pushes the door finally opened sending us tumbling to the floor. A quick dust off and we headed down the hall filled with the sound of pounding and a weird noise. A walk through the darkened hall led us to the Doctor pounding at a door.

I was about to ask where Marie was when a blue flash of light seeped through the crack between the door and wall, and a faint sound of sizzling was followed by a loud scream of pain. There was a thud and crying and the door swung open. A little girl came running out towards us with tears streaming done her face. Once out of the room she threw a teddy bear with sparks flying off it onto the floor.

"Bag it, it must be the artifact." I nodded and quickly put my gloves on and placed the bear in a bag. My eyes followed Pete as he headed towards the room the little girl came out of. The blue light was gone and was replaced with a bright orangeish yellow one. He had to shield his eyes as he fumbled for the handle.

As Pete tried to step foot inside the Doctor pushed him out of the way. We tried to protest as he closed the door and stood blocking it.

"Move! She needs us!" Pete yelled pulling at the Doctor's shoulder.

The Doctor stood firm. When she began to scream, we once again attempted to get through the thin bow-tied man. "No one can go in there until she's done!"

Pete broke down; he fell to his knees and began to weep. "She can't die, please let us help her."

"She won't die, you must trust me. She has gone thought this before." The Doctor finished speaking and the handle behind him began to wiggle.

The door opened and he moved out of the way. Out stepped a short red head. "Ok, Steve, Pete. Tell the truth. What do I look like?"

Pete and I both fainted.