"So what are we doing?" asked Scarlet.
"Cant blend in like this. Rose take her to the wardrobe and show her to a room to change," said the Doctor.
Rose nodded and started walking down the many halls. Scarlet was at a fast paced walk to keep up with Rose as she navigated through the TARDIS. Rose finally stopped outside a door.
"Wardrobe," said Rose pointing to one door. "Your room," she said pointing to another door.
"Right," said Scarlet.
"By the way, Scarlet, you're nobility!" shouted the Doctor.
Rose shook her head and walked down to her room. Scarlet walked into the wardrobe. It had to be at least seven floors of clothes. She climbed the stairs looking for something that screamed 17th century nobility. She was just about to give up when she found a dress. She smiled as she grabbed the garment and walked back down the stairs and over to her room.
"Can we really trust her?" asked Rose.
"Yes," said the Doctor.
"How can you just say that? I know that whole 'Time Lord' thing, but really?" asked Rose.
"Aside from you, she is the only one I told to forget me. With you, through a series of unfortunate events we kept crossing paths with the shop dummies," said the Doctor. "With Scarlet I first saw her when she was five. Her brother was just a few months old. I told her to forget, and consciously she did."
"But?" said Rose.
"Sub consciously she didn't. Remember the Bad Wolf .net email?" asked the Doctor.
Rose chuckled about her cyberspam.
"She received it. I was at her house, not knowing it was her house. There was an alien living in her pipes," said the Doctor. "I fixed it. Mom thought I was the plumber. Anyway. I told her to delete the email and forget me. That's when I remembered her, when she said she had dreamed about me."
"And here she is how many years later?" asked Rose.
"Ten. She was fifteen the last time I saw her," said the Doctor.
"Right. So you are just going to trust her because she remembered you sub consciously?" asked Rose.
"Yup. Where is she?" he said walking down the halls.
The Doctor walked down the halls until he found the room Rose had put her in. he knocked on the door and waited.
"Um, come in," said Scarlet.
The Doctor pushed open the door and came face to face with a 17th century Scarlet.
"Wow, you really look the part," said the Doctor.
"Thanks," said Scarlet.
"Theatre," said the Doctor.
"What?" said Scarlet.
"You must have been in stage theatre if you got your hair done on you own," said the Doctor.
"Only in high school," said Scarlet. "Now, what's this about me being nobility?"
"Nobility know everything about each other," said the Doctor. "Since Rose and I are in the dark, you get to be the nobility."
"Right. I just got to get my history right," said Scarlet. "But I don't think anyone is going to know about the child."
"Not yet anyway," said the Doctor. "Right then. Rose and I will be servants. Let's go."
"Shouldn't you have some kind of important title since you know more about time travel and history?" asked Scarlet following him through the halls.
"Nope," said the Doctor.
"What if I mess it up?" said Scarlet.
"You wont, Lady Scarlet of New Castle," said the Doctor bowing.
"What did you call her?" asked Rose.
"Lady Scarlet de Laine of New Castle," said Scarlet. "She is a whisper in the winds. It's said that…oh god…she made a surprise visit to her late cousin's widow and daughter. Oh god! It's me!"
"Yup, so you can't mess it up. You've got more power than them, and you're not even real," smiled the Doctor.
"Right. Let's go," said Scarlet.
"You going to tell her that you are her lover in this scenario?" asked Rose.
"If she knows her history then…three, two, one," said the Doctor.
"Wait, if I am the Lady de Laine then I have a lover as well. It's never stated if he traveled with her, but from what I've already figured out, I'm going to go out a limb and say that you, Doctor, are going to act like a lover and I'm going to ask for it to stay 'hush hush', right?" asked Scarlet.
"If you want. What's history say?" he asked.
"The lover was never documented as being on the trip, but she had many midnight trysts with him," said Scarlet.
"Alright, then. Shall we go milady?" said the Doctor smiling.
Rose rolled her eyes as she followed them out of the TARDIS.
"Milady, there are visitors here," said the butler.
"Send them away. I have no desire to see anyone today," said Cassandra.
"Yes, miss," said the butler.
The butler turned and walked back towards the front of the house where Scarlet was waiting.
"Tell her it is Lady de Laine. I'm sure George would want his wife to see his cousin," said Scarlet.
"Oh, right away," said the butler walking off.
A few minutes later he returned and showed her to the study where Cassandra was waiting for her. Rose was shown to the kitchen while the Doctor followed Scarlet.
"Lady de Laine," said Cassandra. "I have to say I've never heard George talk of you."
"Quite right, as I never spoke of him. Never had good relationship with him, what with him running off to Paris and whatnot," said Scarlet.
"Right," said Cassandra. "Who is this?"
"This is Thomas, he's my personal servant," smiled Scarlet looking over at the Doctor.
"Personal servant?" asked Cassandra.
"Yes, and I would appreciate if what went on in the house kept in the house. The world does not need to know what goes on in my personal life," said Scarlet turning to look at Cassandra again.
"Right, of course," said Cassandra. "I am very tired and I'm sure after a long travel you are tired as well. Dinner will be served at seven."
Cassandra stood up from her seat and walked out of the library, closing the doors behind her, leaving the Doctor and Scarlet alone.
"Right. I think we can retire upstairs to the rooms," said the Doctor.
"Right," said Scarlet. "Where is Rose?"
"How is it I always end up in the kitchen?" Rose said walking into the library.
"Just lucky?" chuckled the Doctor.
"Shut it," said Rose. "So an in the kitchen?" Rose said walking into the library.
"Just lucky?" chuckled the Doctor.
"Shut it," said Rose. "So anything alien going on?
"Nope," said the Doctor.
"What?" said Rose. "So we are here just for the hell of being here?"
"No, it's obvious that at some point Scarlet was supposed to show up. Lady de Laine isn't a real person. Never was and never will be," said the Doctor.
"Whatever," said Rose walking away.
"I don't think she likes me," said Scarlet.
"Eh…well…she's…" stammered the Doctor.
"She doesn't like me," said Scarlet standing up. "Unlike you, I'm tired and going to lay down for a while."
Scarlet stood up and walked out of the library. The Doctor stood and walked over to the bookshelf and picked one up and started to read it.