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Sweet as Sugar Chapter Twenty
Disclaimers Apply

A/N So sorry for the delay! RL
came up again and gah, lol. SO now things are on track, I hope, and the
story is going to rocket along towards the conclusion! MUCHO thanks to the
Goddess Foxfeather for beta-reading and being an all around wondermous
person. J

The sound rushed around Rose�s ears like crashing waves, but she
held her head high. The Rani was standing before her on the dais, her lips curled
in a slight, red smile, but Rose did not let her see the discomfort coursing
through her entire being. She wanted to
scream, to run and hide, but she stood still. �Okay,� she said quietly,
pretending that the roaring of the unseen crowd was not making her want to curl
into the fetal position and scream into her skirts. �Now what?�

The Rani blinked at her in an almost
owlish fashion. She had had subjects defy her before, fight her and run from
her. She had had subjects acquiesce to
treatment and experimentation because they were ignorant and simple, because
they did not know any better. But rarely
did she have one that acquiesce out of their own
volition. She had not even brought out
the inducement yet, the persuasion she believed Rose would need in order to
continue her vital part of the grand social experiment that was this
planet. �Now what? You fulfilled the expectations of the control
group in besting the champion; that was a vital element.�

Rose licked her full lips nervously, her gaze slipping from the
female before her, trying to pick faces out of the muffled gallery. �I�m not stupid,� she began carefully. I have been through worse, she told
herself. I have faced aliens far scarier
than this one, she added even more firmly, calming that tiny inner voice that
was shrieking and running around in circles.
�I did well in my science classes� All experiments have a purpose. What�s the purpose of this one?� She dropped her arms, fisting the fabric of
the voluminous garment so that she could move her legs more freely. �I mean, all I see so far is slavery and the
sex trade!� She knew the look on her face was one of incredulity and
annoyance. She had had enough. She was not scared anymore; now, she was
simply outraged. �What sort of
experiment has no point? You�re not a
scientist or a researcher or whatever!�
She took another step, and then another.
She was within arm�s reach of The Rani now,
close enough to touch. �You�re a
sadistic, deranged bitch.�

The Rani was very still for the space
of several deep, slow breaths. Her hand
moved so quickly that Rose did not have time to evade her, red nails furrowing
the skin of the human woman�s cheek, the blow sending her staggering back. �You cannot comprehend the exacting nature of
godhead,� she snapped, her voice just barely below a scream. She grabbed Rose�s arm, trying to pull the
slight weight of the human towards her only to find herself thrown off balance
as the blonde twisted free, skipping out of reach again.

�No,� Rose scolded, tasting coppery nervousness in her
mouth. She was not scared, she repeated
like a mantra. She would not die like
this, like some tarted up Barbie doll in this
creature�s fantasy. �No grabbing!� She
forced herself to stand still as The Rani approached her, the older female�s face a mask of indifference, her
eyes giving lie with their flashing anger.
�You don�t have an answer?� She
produced a smile, one she knew to be flirtatious and cute. �You can�t answer me, how to you expect me to
help you? You can�t finish this�this mess of an experiment unless you have me,
right?�

�Or me,� a familiar, blessed voice called. The roaring of the crowd stopped instantly,
as if someone had slammed a door. Rose
stiffened and felt her knees start to wobble with relief but she did not
fall. She was afraid to take her eyes
off The Rani but his voice, his presence�

�Doctor,� she breathed. �Doctor,
thank God�� She took another step
backwards, feeling the edge of the dais under her heel. �I think you know The Rani. She knows you, at any rate��

�Rose, don�t move,� Jack called.
�You�ll fall�� He started forward
but the Doctor stopped him with a firm hand on his chest. He looked askance at his companion but was
met with a glare, directed at the female on the platform before Rose. He had never seen the Time Lord look so
intent, so distant and angry at the same time.
�Doc��

�You should have died with the rest of Gallifrey,�
the Doctor intoned flatly. �Dust in
space, floating in the bitter cold with everyone else.�

Rose winced at his words.
She knew, even when the Doctor would not say, that the keen loss of his
entire people, a loss she could not imagine, truly (even at the end of the
world, she knew they could always go back to her own time, her own people), was
such a deep pain in his soul that he never slept, that he spent hours staring
at old star maps, his fingers tracing the spot where Gallifrey
should be. �Jack, are you both okay?�
she asked, swallowing hard. It was like
a standoff in an old Western, she thought, but without the convenient commercial
break.

�We�re fine, Rose,� the Doctor answered for him. His tone has distinctly softer, more kind. It made a
faint blush creep up the back of her neck and he could not help but file the
image away for later perusal and consideration.

�Doctor,� The Rani smiled in a very
predatory fashion. �It�s lovely to see
you again� I had hoped you had gone the way of the other Time Lords but alas,
it seems we�re fated to be together through all time and space�� She laughed softly as her words trailed off,
her focus entirely on the Doctor now.
She walked past Rose, moving around the circumference of the dais until
she reached the spill of stone steps leading to the floor of the arena. �Your little companion here was questioning
the validity of this experiment in world building. Have you taught her nothing of Time Lords,
Doctor? Nothing of your own past? Does she not realize what it is we do, what we�re responsible for in all of time and history?�

�You know that isn�t the case,� the Doctor replied, his voice
like that of an angry headmaster disciplining students. �We�re not world builders! We never were!�

Rose�s brain was buzzing with memories and realizations. �Doctor,�
she said softly, but he was already talking again.

�We�re not gods,� he added quietly. �We�re not responsible for worlds.�

�Apparently,� the Rani smiled, �you�ve
forgotten��

A familiar whirring noise blossomed around them, covering the
sound of the sliding door leading into the arena itself opening and admitting Bara. Rose threw
caution to the wind and leapt for the Doctor, hitting the dirt floor of the
arena hard enough to jar her teeth, grabbing hold of his shoulders and hiding a
relieved shriek. Jack�s hands were on
her back, trying to comfort her. �How
did you get the TARDIS here without me knowing?� Jack demanded. �I didn�t think you could do that here!�

The Doctor ground his teeth audibly, his hands tightening on
Rose�s waist as he fixed the Rani wwith a hate-filled gaze. �It isn�t,� he announced, �my TARDIS.�
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