"Together," the Doctor agreed.

They were better together. Stronger together. He didn't want to think where they'd be alone.

"This way," he said. "You can feel the magnetic flux in the air. It's a power surge from the Tomb. We need to---"

He turned a corridor, and there was Romana. His breath left him in a She was in her presidential robes, her long, blonde hair a mass of dried blood. It was how he last saw her, on the comm before---before---

"Doctor," she breathed. "Doctor, turn back. It's not safe."