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The Doctor shook his head. "Oh I don’t think so ……... Carrionite!" He shouted the name of the alien race into Morgwyn’s face as he produced the fallen Carrionite’s crystal that he had picked up at Katherine’s chateau. Morgwyn shrank back, fear on her ugly face as the Doctor shouted an incantation. "Hag, I banish thee from this place; Thy gate is closed, upon your face. From Rexel you came and now you return; stay here now and I watch you burn!" As he yelled the final words, the Doctor threw the crystal to the floor where it shattered into thousands of tiny fragments.

An unearthly red fire began to surround Morgwyn and the other Carrionites. They screamed in pain as it rose higher and higher. "Doctor, you shall die for this!" spat Morgwyn, but the Carrionites began to fade away. As the light surrounding them burnt brighter, with a final wail, they vanished completely.

The Vicomte and Remy collapsed to the floor. Katherine rushed over to her husband and cradled his head in her lap whilst the troops helped a shaken Vicomte de Gallois to his feet.

Jack turned to the Doctor. "You got rid of them with a magic spell?" he asked sarcastically.

The Doctor shook his head but grinned. "No, not really - there was a huge amount of psychic energy here already, and that crystal could focus a lot of it for me. I told you, the Carionite’s science is based on words. Get the right words and you can fool them into believing you can do what you say you can do!" He smiled. "I didn’t kill them, they just thought I could banish then – so that’s what happened; belief is a strong concept!" He took a deep breath his eyes distant. "Where they were banished to though……"

A smiling Vicomte de Gallois strode up to them and embraced the Doctor and Jack, planting a kiss on their cheeks. "My friends, how can I ever thank you?" Jack grinned and winked at the Doctor.

A sob from Katherine halted their bonhomie. "He’s dead!" she cried, holding Remy’s head in her hands. "They murdered him!"

The Doctor crossed the library to kneel next to her. "I’m sorry," he whispered, taking her hands in his. "He was their puppet. I imagine he died instantly when they found him." Katherine’s face crumpled and the Doctor held her to him as she wept.

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arly the next morning, the Doctor and Jack stood next to the TARDIS. The Doctor had woken Jack after only a few hours sleep and had insisted that they leave before, as the Doctor had put it, ‘things got messy’. The sun was now just rising over the horizon and it was going to be a glorious summer’s day.

"Want a lift?" the Doctor asked nonchalantly as he turned the key in the lock and opened the TARDIS door.

Jack looked closely at the teleport bracelet on his arm and shook it a little ruefully. "Yeah, I’m not sure where this thing would take me anyway!" He looked to the horizon, his eyes avoiding the Doctor’s. "And I don’t trust the Time Agency either – they could send me anywhere!"

The Doctor gave a small smile. He used to think like that about his own people. But that was before…

The sound of a horse approaching shook the Doctor from his thoughts. Katherine rode a dappled grey mare that galloped towards them. She expertly reined the horse to a halt and jumped down, giving the TARDIS an odd look as she walked towards the Doctor and Jack.

"I’ve been looking for you everywhere – the Vicomte has too!" she gasped. "I had to ask Henri where you were, and he said you were leaving!"

The Doctor nodded and smiled. "We are. Goodbye Katherine."

"But where are your horses?" she asked in amazement. "And what’s this old blue box doing here?"

Jack laughed at the Doctor’s indignant expression. "Want to take a look inside?" Jack said mischievously, holding the door open for Katherine as she peered inside.

"Jack!" warned the Doctor, but it was too late, Katherine had entered the ship and both of them heard a gasp of shock.

"Looks like you’ve got two new passengers Doctor," grinned Jack.

The Doctor sighed and frowned. He hadn’t wanted company, not after Rose had been torn from him so recently. But he had grown quite fond of the brave young French woman. He smiled as he thought back to the end of his previous adventure and a conversation in the snow. Perhaps it was just what Donna had meant!
 
written by
SIMON COGAN
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