Help is Always Given

Chapter 4

Preparation

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When Sherlock and Rory enter the control room, the Doctor, Amy, and Merlin aren't there. They look around for a note, thinking maybe Amy left one, knowing the Doctor wouldn't do such a thing.

They find no note, so Rory gets out his phone and rings Amy. He thinks it's about to go to voicemail, but she finally answers.

"Rory!" She says loudly into the phone. "Where are you guys? We looked for you in the Medicinal section but you weren't there."

"We're in the control room," Rory says. "What're you guys doing in the library? Actually, how are you in the library? We didn't pass each other in the corridor."

"You must've taken a different path than we did, you know there's multiple ways to get to each room." Amy says in a duh voice.

Rory had forgotten that slight detail. "Yeah, must've slipped my mind. Wait there, we'll meet you. We've got something that might work. What section are you in?"

"The Magics section." Amy says quickly and hangs up.

"Ok, thanks," Rory mumbles to himself as he puts his phone back in his pocket. "Alright, looks like we're heading back to the library. Magics section."

They both turn and sprint towards the library.

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Sherlock and Rory find the Doctor, Amy, and Merlin in the Magics section at a table. Merlin is bent over books, reading intently. Amy is sitting opposite him, while the Doctor is pacing up and down the aisles, unable to keep still.

"We found something!" Rory gasps, quite out of breath from running.

Merlin looks up from his papers and books intrigued. They all sit down at the table, Sherlock opposite Merlin with the Doctor next to him, and Amy and Rory at the ends. Sherlock opens the book to the page with the elixir.

Sherlock looks to Merlin. "It's something that we know of as 'The Juliet' or 'The Sleeping Beauty'-"

"A sleeping potion?" Amy cuts in. "That's all you could find?"

A little annoyed, Sherlock replies, "Yes, a sleeping draft. It'll help by making it easier for Merlin to take him where he needs to go quickly, and with little delay. If he's asleep, he'll put up little fuss. Also, it slows the heart -"

"And in turn slows the blood flow." Merlin concludes.

"Precisely."

"Merlin, can you read this language? It's something different, I've never come across it. The TARDIS translator doesn't recognize it so even I can't read this, it's a wonder that you could, Sherlock." Wonders the Doctor.

"I don't completely know what it says, I must admit. Some things are familiar about the text though." Sherlock replies.

"This was the common language of the Druids," Merlin explains. "I'm going to need some herbs, and I'll need a lab. Is there some place like that in here Doctor?"

"Yes! Right down the hall. It might even have some of the ingredients on the shelves as well." The Doctor says.

"But how can that be, Doctor?" Sherlock questions. "I've read through the ingredients list myself, most of them are extremely rare. A few of which don't even exist anymore."

The Doctor smiles and says, "Time machine. I've been all over the place! Different galaxies, parallel universes, the beginning of Earth and the death of Earth. Used to study different plants - take samples to grow and research. I have every type of plant that's ever grown on Earth and Gallifrey, even have quite a collection from other planets, of course they all need different environments to survive in... Don't worry. I have all Merlin needs right here in the TARDIS." With that the Doctor stands up and starts towards the exit.