A/N - Welcome to the series finale! I apologize if it seems a little weird. I wasn't really sure how much Elise was involved in what happened. So just assume she knew the plan all along.
"The Seventh Transept, where the Headless Monks keep the leftovers. Watch your step. There are traps everywhere," Gantok told them.
Elise grimaced.
They heard squeaking noises.
The Doctor groaned. "I hate rats."
"There are no rats in the transept."
"Oh, good."
"The skulls eat them."
"Oh how lovely," Elise said, her tone laced with sarcasm.
The skulls on the shelves turned to look at them.
Elise jumped and pressed herself closer to the Doctor.
"The headless monks behead you alive, remember?" Gantok said.
"Why are some of them in boxes?" the Doctor asked.
Several boxes were perched on pillars.
"Because some people are rich, and some people are left to rot. And Dorium Maldovar was always very rich."
The Doctor walked up to one of the boxes and soniced it open.
Dorium sneezed.
"Thank you for bringing us, Gantok," the Doctor said.
"My pleasure. It saves me the trouble of burying you. Nobody beats me at chess." Gantok pulled out his gun and approached the Doctor and Elise, but before he could reach them a trapdoor opened beneath him. He fell into a pit of skulls that ate him alive.
It took everything in Elise not to throw up in disgust.
"Gantok!" the Doctor yelled.
The skulls looked up at them.
The Doctor soniced the trap door closed as Dorium opened his eyes.
"Hello? Is someone there?" he asked.
Elise and the Doctor stepped into his field of vision.
"Ah, Doctor. Thank God it's you. And my, my, Elise. You've grown up."
Elise blushed at his implication.
"The Monks, they turned on me."
"Well, I'm afraid they rather did, a bit," the Doctor told him.
"Give it to me straight, Doctor. How bad are my injuries?"
"Well..." Dorium started laughing.
"Oh, your face! It's not so bad, really, as long as they get your box the right way up. I got a media-chip fitted in my head years ago, and the Wi-Fi down here is excellent, so I keep myself entertained."
"I need to know about the Silence."
"Oh. A religious order of great power and discretion. The sentinels of history, as they like to call themselves."
"And they want me dead."
"No, not really. They just don't want you to remain alive."
"And there's a difference?" Elise asked, her arms crossed over her chest.
"Oh, you've gotten sassy," Dorium quipped.
Elise opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off by the Doctor.
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The Littlest Timelord: The Death of the Doctor
Fanfiction[2nd in the "Littlest Timelord" series] The Doctor's death is looming on the horizon and Elise is growing every day. What the Doctor doesn't know is that he has 200 years to teach Elise all he knows. Amy, Rory, and River let Elise in on their secret...
