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Sweet as Sugar Chapter Three
Disclaimers Apply

A/N Foxy is a goddess.
The Boys � tell me so. ;)

Rose felt
cold. Metal pressed against her back and
her joints ached from it the deep chill settling in her bones. Around her, soft voices murmured and the
smell of roses and incense seemed incongruous with the ozone-tinged smell of
the metal she laid upon. _Spaceship, _ her mind said plainly, sounding
a bit like her granny. _It smells like a
spaceship, this metal does. _
_Hush, you
_ she ordered the prim voice. _Not
everything is a spaceship in space. _
_Fine, don�t
mind me� I�ll just shut up then. _
Rose
gritted her teeth, inhaling deeply as she opened her eyes. _Blue sky�huh. _ A few very faint clouds drifted
overhead and around her, the voices stopped murmuring. She did not move, just breathed, listening
for some clue as to where she was. She
remembered the Ladies Market, remembered falling, then
things became hazy. _How did I get
here? _ �Doctor?� she asked thickly, her
throat burning and raw. She gasped, her
fingers flying to her neck. Something
cool and metallic lay against the hollow of her throat; a brief exploration
with her fingertips proved it to be a necklace, seemingly a locket or some
other sort of pendant. �Doctor?� she
asked again, a little louder. The pain
in her throat made tears spring to her eyes but she did not pay them much
mind. Her heart was starting to race
faster with each second that passed without his response. Laboriously, feeling as if she were moving
through glue, Rose sat up. A long,
horrified moment passed while her brain scrambled for information, realization
dawning in a full body blush. She was naked. Automatically, her knees drew up to her
chest, her arms folding around her calves, trying to cover as much as
possible. She forced herself to ignore
the pain in her leg from the earlier fall and the burning in her throat and
head. She was naked and, she realized,
apparently outside. Row after row of
long metal benches were arrayed around her in a sunburst shape, with her on one
of the far flung arms. A few other
females there, no where near her but stirring awake as well. They were all bare of clothing, only their
hair spread down their backs to cover them.
�Doctor?� she cried, almost a full on shout now. She felt as if her throat were bleeding. The sky was a beautiful robin�s egg blue,
rising in a dome above her. Below the
bench, a blue-tinged green grass spread out, dotted with flowers in every color
imaginable. They seemed to be in the middle
of some field, surprisingly desolate for such a cheery landscape, Rose
thought. No one was looking at her or
even heeding her cries for help.
�Drink
this,� a soft voice murmured behind her.
Rose
suppressed a shriek, shifting painfully to turn and find a tall female, her
head shaven and elegant, offering her a ruby crystal cup, almost a bowl, she
thought. �Where am I? Where is the Doctor? Where is Jack?� she croaked, her body
tensing. She did not know what she would
do to escape but she knew it would be bloody if she needed it to be. The bald female merely extended the cup to
her and smiled slightly, her sloe eyes crinkling at the corners. �Damn it, why aren�t you answering me?�
�This is rosewaterand honey,� the female replied. �It will soothe your throat. I�m afraid the journey through the Dunes of
Asher was hard on you.� She paused,
glancing to either side, before sitting on the metal bench next to Rose. �We will not harm you. We are servants of The Lady. You are precious in her sight and will be
treated as befits a Goddess.�
Rose felt
her lip tremble and she could not keep the panic out of her voice. �Where am I?�
The smell wafting from the cup was tempting� She found herself taking it
from the female and raising it to her lips.
It smelled like rosewater and honey, she thought, her parched throat
begging for relief. Tentatively, she
took a sip. Sweet, exotic warmth spread
through her body as the liquid soothed her soreness. �Thanks,� she muttered reflexively.
�You are in
the Temple of the Lady�� she smiled
and laid a hand on Rose�s shoulder. �Though I suppose it should more properly be called the Palace of
the Lady. Ah, here comes Rini with the clothing��
Another bald female, obviously younger than the one at Rose�s side,
approached with an armful of jewel-toned fabric, all of it gloriously filmy and
decadent. Rose stared, uncertain, as her apparent protector chose a rich green
garment shot through with gold and motioned Rini
away. �This will cover you nudity
outside of the Palace walls. Within the
walls, it is entirely optional.�

Rose took the garment and
hastily pulled it over her head, huddling in on herself as best as she could to
avoid exposing herself. The garment was loose, draping and bunching around her
as she sat, the gold embroidery beautiful but itchy against her skin. �Why am I here? I was with the Doctor and
Jack� I want to go back to them.� She
sounded more confident now, she noticed.
_It�s a wonder what a bit of fabric can do for a girl. _
�I�m sorry,
but you can�t. You�re in the Temple
now� and you have to stay here.�
�What? No!�
Rose leapt to her feet. �I have to
leave! I�m not staying here!� She
grabbed for the tall female�s arm and forcibly turned her about. Under her cool glare, however, Rose let
go. �Please, I have to get out of here!�
�I�m sorry,
but you can�t. You�re in the Temple
now�and you have to stay here,� she repeated, turning away and striding to the
next female, several benches away.
�That�s
Nova,� a tiny voice said at elbow level.
Rose turned
to find Rini standing next to her, still holding a
stack of robes, though it seemed to be greatly depleted. �You have to help me,�
she said, not a little desperately. �I
need to get out of here! I don�t belong in a temple or THE temple or wherever
this is!�
Rini smiled, revealing a gap in her front teeth where one
had gone missing. Rose gasped again,
recognizing her as a child, one of the ones from the Market. �Don�t be silly. It�s great here� Just wait�ll
you meat The Lady!� She wrinkled her
nose in a giggle and hurried to catch up with Nova.
Rose closed
her eyes tightly, her hands clenching and unclenching in the thin fabric of her
garment, which had fallen and shifted into it�s proper
form when she stood, resembling some sort of modified toga. �Damn it!� she growled. A year ago, she thought bitterly, she would
have been crying and screaming and thrashing around at this point. Now, though, as she watched Nova soothe the
near-hysterical female on the bench nearest her, she would have to use her
head. Nova turned her dark eyes towards
her and smiled. Rose smiled back, baring her teeth. _Right, bitch, just give me a reason. _ A loud bell sounded, the reverberation
making Rose�s teeth chatter together.
Nova and those like her, scattered
about the array of benches, stood and folded their hands below their
breasts. Rini
stood up on one on the benches and raised her hands for attention. �The Lady has summoned you to come before
her. This is a great honor. Please follow us to the inner sanctum of Her
Temple.�

A/N Sorry, I thought there would be
smut this chapter but you�re just going to have to wait for Jack in the next
one. ;)
This *is* a Doctor/Rose ship so be expecting THAT aspect very soon.
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