-200 years later-
"Marcellus, I don't care if you're over two hundred I am not shortening your name" she informed her son curtly
"Mom, it's ridiculous and so old fashioned" her son whined, he might be ancient in contrast to mortals but to the immortals? He was barely out of his little boy pants.
"it's far more princely" she teased him light heartedly
"I do suppose it fits the whole crown prince of New Orleans" he huffed in amusement, but smugness seeped into his tone
"ah, don't forget who's the Queen baby" she poked at him lightly, Morgana had always been careful with who she brought into her family, and who she offered immortality to-it was not for everyone and especially with her because whoever she turned always ended up with a sire bond to her, her siblings on the other hand didn't have to worry about that. Finn had only turned a handful throughout his years, Elijah was a snob, Nico enjoyed his sycophants, Kol didn't care about who lived or died unless they sparked his interest- he did so hate having broken toys and Rebekah was selective but there was always accidents.
"ha, as if I could mama and anyways you need to visit New Orleans soon, I miss you as does Bekah" Marcellus carried on while Morgana passed a store proclaiming a sale
"I know dearest but I have a lot of responsibilities to juggle, it's rare my siblings deign to help me" she replied as she leant against the wall of Henrick's
"well it's not fair mom I haven't seen you in five years" he complained she could hear him shuffling about in his study, she could practically picture his pout and big brown eyes looking sad.
"sweet one, I'm the Queen- and despite legends stating I'm not real, I am, I have a lot of responsibilities despite all the help- even Elijah the dutiful one gets bored and disappears every now and then on me, I'm always jumping from one thing to another and when I'm not ruling I'm visiting my children or my covens or my wolf pack" she explained again, her heart pinging in regret, despite having eternity she never seemed to have enough time.
"I know" Marcellus seemed disheartened and she bit her lip, he wasn't her newest child, that would be James who she had turned in the 1990s but she did confess- if only to herself- to having some favourites, Marcellus being one, Leif and Ivar being another example.
"look, baby, I've sorted out the ripper problem in London okay? And I've dealt with the London coven, so how about I hop on a plane in the next couple of days and come and visit?" she questioned, and she could picture the bright grin on his face
"really? That would be awesome!" Marcellus said delighted, and she had the brief flash of eleven-year-old Marcellus when he visited a circus for the first time.
As she went to reply, she heard a scream causing her head to jerk in the direction of the basement doors of the store.
"what was that?" Marcellus asked intrigued, stilling in his office chair
"Mmm, trouble I suppose, I'll call later baby" she replied, not waiting for a reply she hung up and flitted to the doors, easily breaking the handles before she slid into the darkened hallway.
She easily passed through the various wares and products littering the hallway before she spotted the back of a blond head, she cleared her throat causing the girl to spin and look at her with wide brown eyes that quickly narrowed.
"Is this your idea of a joke?" she asked her voice was thick with a southern London accent
"my apologies, I heard a scream and investigated" Morgana replied smoothly, the girl's eyebrows jumped up at the posh accent and she inwardly cussed at Elijah and his insistence upon etiquette.
"that doesn't answer my question" the girl's brown eyes seemed to light with fire and Morgana wanted to smile.
"it does though, perhaps you would like to offer up a different question?" she knew she was being pedantic but hey, she had to get amusement somehow.
"Alright, who the hell are you, how did you get in here and are you behind the whole mannequins moving?" she snapped back sassily, and Morgana laughed softly, she liked this mortal.
"I'm Morgana, the basement doors and moving mannequins? That's a new one" she mused, flashing a smile at the girl hopeful to ease her suspicions, the goodwill was quickly lost as she yanked the girl away from the mannequins which had turned towards them.
"You're kidding me," she said exasperated and Morgana tilted her head at the moving plastic intrigued.
"Yeah, you got me. Very funny." She was doing an admirable job of bluffing, but Morgana could hear her heartbeat and smell her apprehension.
"Come, come, now, surely we get to see the mastermind behind this joke" Morgana called out, her eyebrow arched at the faceless mannequins, which were steadily moving closer, Morgana backed herself- and by extension- the lady up.
"Right, I've got the joke. Whose idea was this? Is it Derek's? Is it? Derek, is this you?" she called out
"whose Derek?" Morgana asked curiously, she could always tear apart the mannequins and then compel the girl.
"he works here, why aren't ya freaking out" the girl demanded
Morgana opened her mouth to reply when she felt someone grab her hand, startled at being snuck up on, her head whipped around, coming face to face with a man, about six feet tall with broad shoulders, big ears, strong cheekbones with a beauty mark on his right cheek, he had dark brown hair and startling bright blue eyes.
He grinned cheekily at her and simply said "Run" before tugging her along, she belatedly remembered to grab the girl's arm who protested.
They ran through the storage area, the mannequins chasing after them, she kept her eyes focused on the man's leather jacket before her phone began ringing, sighing in annoyance she pulled the girl's arm and pushed her ahead of herself.
"do I not get five minutes to myself?" she complained, the man looked at her and she ignored him as she fished the phone out, seeing as it was Jack, she answered placing the phone to her ear. She felt the man grip her hand tighter while his eyes focused on the girl.
"Jaybird, not that I don't simply adore your calls, I'm a tiny bit busy" she answered briskly, following the man and the girl as they took a sharp left through the storage area.
"then why answer?" Jack questioned playfully
"I never ignore calls from loved ones, usually if I don't answer they assume I'm dead, dying, captured, being tortured or on my way to slaughtering an entire village" she replied simply, ignoring the raised eyebrows as the man tapped on the elevator lift button.
"what are you up to?" Jack asked curious
The trio dashed into the elevator and Morgana watched dispassionate as the man had a fight with the mannequin, the girl flinching pressed up against the elevator wall
"hmm, a tug of war- oh wait there was a winner" she answered nonchalantly as the man tossed the arm towards the girl
"you pulled his arm off" the girl shrieked, and Jack cursed loudly
"Yep, Plastic" the man spoke calmly
"love? What's wrong?" Morgana interrogated not liking the tone Jack had taken
"you gotta promise Ana" He demanded, and she replied in the affirmative
"Very clever. Nice trick! Who were they then, students? Is this a student thing or what? And you, you have to be apart of this! Your so calm" the girl accused, and Morgana well used to juggle multiple conversations replied
"I promise, what is it you desire of me? And no, I'm not apart of this, interesting though" Morgana replied, ignoring the man whose eyes flashed with recognition and then narrowed in suspicion, probably had her pegged as a Mikaelson, her family did so love their oaths.
"the girl, you have to stay with her" Jack ordered, he had admitted to being some sort of seer like her but only knew some things
"alright, I will" she replied before hanging up, it was no hardship to stalk a girl for a while to appease her Jaybird.
"Why would they be students?" the man turned towards the girl, she really had to learn their names
"I don't know" she replied before turning to Morgana "how are you so calm"
Morgana hummed before deciding to play with her "drugs" she replied
The man arched an eyebrow "Well, you said it. Why students? And drugs really?" he turned on Morgana whose eyes sparkled with amusement
"you wouldn't believe me if I said the truth" she replied simply
"try me" he challenged
"if your lucky" she cheeked him, winking, and he snorted
'Cos to get that many people dressed up and being silly, they got to be students." The girl interjected looking miffed
"That makes sense. Well done." He praised and she preened
"Thanks"
Morgana would have guessed it was something to do with magic but why would a witch animate mannequin when she could do something more impressive with animals or humans? Maybe a weak witch?
"They're not students." The man said causing her to deflate before she spoke up, both forgetting about Morgana who didn't particularly care to be involved
"Whoever they are, when Wilson finds them, he's going to call the police." Rose informed him
"Whose Wilson?" he inquired before Morgana could
"Chief electrician" she responded
"Wilsons dead" he spoke and the way he said it caught Morgana's attention, he was so brusque about it, distanced, as if he had seen countless death.
They left the lift and she spoke up again
"That's just not funny. That's sick!" her tone had gone angry
"Hold on. Mind your eyes." He ignored her comment before holding up a silver blue tipped tube thing, he pointed it at the lift which sparked before seemingly stopping.
"Who are you, then? Who's that lot down there? I said, who are they?" she demanded
He turned and opened the door before pushing them both out, Morgana allowing it and he started speaking "They're made of plastic. Living plastic creatures. They're being controlled by a relay device in the roof, which would be a great big problem if I didn't have this-" he held up a small bomb-"So, I'm going to go up there and blow them up, and I might well die in the process, but don't worry about me. No, you go home. Go on. Go and have your lovely beans on toast. Don't tell anyone about this, because if you do, you'll get them killed." He warned and then slammed the door in their face
"rude" Morgana huffed childishly
The door opened again, and the man popped his head around "I'm the Doctor, by the way. What's your name?"
"Rose" she replied- and Morgana was thankful that she no longer had to refer to them as the man or the girl
His eyes moved over to her, an unfathomable look in them "and you?" his tongue darted out and swiped at his lips
She hesitated slightly and his eyes narrowed "Morgana" she introduced herself
"oh, couldn't have been her anyways" he muttered softly to himself, obviously not wanting either of them to hear him "Nice to meet you, Rose, Morgana Run for your lives!" he ordered
Morgana stalled for a second, she could go help this mysterious Doctor, she could survive a bomb but Jack had asked her to stick with Rose and so she would.
"Come" she spoke gently to her and grabbed her arm dragging them away from the store and into the busy street, as they went to cross the street, they were nearly hit by a taxi who yelled at them but Morgana ignored them, keeping up with Rose who had found her feet and begun running.
Suddenly an explosion tore through the sky and they both flinched, not noticing the old telephone box hidden between two stores in an alleyway.
Rose whimpered and turned to Morgana "will you stay with me? I don't want to be alone"
"of course," she answered and followed Rose down the street keeping a sharp eye out.
Morgana watched calmly, nodding her thanks to Rose's mother when she was given a cup of tea, the tv was on in the background on the BBC 'The whole of Central London has been closed off as police investigate the fire. Early reports indicate-'
Her mother who had introduced herself as Jackie Tyler was on the phone "I know. It's on the telly. It's everywhere. She's lucky to be alive. Honestly, it's aged her. Skin like an old bible. Walking in now you'd think I was her daughter. Oh, and here's himself." Morgana snorted softly in amusement and Rose threw a small half-hearted glare at her before turning towards the new man.
He was relatively handsome she supposed, tall and dark, she could see the concern in his eyes, and she shuffled over for him.
"I've been phoning your mobile. You could've been dead. It's on the news and everything. I can't believe that your shop went up!" he exclaimed his eyes dark with worry
Rose rolled her eyes "I'm all right, honestly, I'm fine! Don't make a fuss."
"Well, what happened?" he questioned her
"I don't know!" she denied quickly
"What was it though? What caused it?" he interrogated
"I wasn't in the shop. I was outside. I didn't see anything." Rose shuffled sending a look to Morgana to help her
Jackie spoke to Rose "It's Debbie on the end. She knows a man on the Mirror. Five hundred quid for an interview. Perhaps you should also get involved?" she looked towards Morgana who was surprised to be involved
"Ah, I'm quite alright" she smiled gently towards Jackie who was a rather sweet woman, here Morgana sat dressed in glaringly obvious designer clothes, but the woman still tried to help her.
"Oh, that's brilliant! Give it here." Rose took the phone before she hung up and handed it back to her mother causing a small row to break out, the man turned towards her and smiled kindly.
"I'm Mickey, Mickey Smith and you are?" he introduced himself
"Morgana Mikaelson" she replied shaking the hand he offered
"were you involved in the explosion?" he wondered, his eyes gleamed with intelligence
"No, I was asking Rose for some directions and then the explosion occurred, I was in shock, she was kind enough to bring me here" she made up quickly and Mickey nodded as the Tyler argument spilt over into their conversation.
"Well, you've got to find some way of making money. Your job's kaput and I'm not bailing you out." Her mother scolded and Morgana tilted her head, is this what Jack wanted from her?
The phone rang again distracting Jackie from the argument when she answered it "Bev! She's alive. I've told her, sue for compensation. She was within seconds of death."
Mickey turned back towards Rose while Morgana sunk into the comfy sofa and sipped the excellent tea, it was rare for her to find somewhere comfortable so quickly.
"What're you drinking, tea? Nah, Nah, that's no good, that's no good. You're in shock. You need something stronger" he lectured, and Morgana looked around the flat, it was very welcoming with yellow painted walls, pictures hung- mostly of Rose and the flat looked well lived in and cosy. It was a vast difference from what she was used to, her family always endeavouring to live in the most lavish places possible, still home to them of course but they usually had a lot of builders due to her sibling's penchant to toss each other through walls.
The Abattoir was their family home in New Orleans and the official residence, there was also the Mikaelson Mansion which was more on the outskirts while the Abattoir was in the French quarter, the mansion was more Elijah's who had taken it from the governor in the 19th century.
Her family needed large spaces to call their own because she had an extensive family- one didn't live for a thousand years without doing so- and they would have toppled this entire estate if forced to share an enclosed space but she found the Tyler flat to be warm and welcome.
She shook herself out of her thoughts as Rose told Mickey that she was alright.
"Now, come on, you deserve a proper drink. We're going down the pub, you and me. My treat. How about it? Your friend can come too" Mickey offered, and Rose smirked at him
"Is there a match on?" she asked knowingly
"No, I'm just thinking about you, babe." He denied and Morgana laughed hearing his heart skip a beat
"There's a match on, ain't there." Rose reiterated smugly
"That's not the point, but we could catch the last five minutes," Mickey admitted and Rose smiled at him
"Go on, then. I'm fine, really. Go. Morgana is here with me anyways and Get rid of that." She pointed at the plastic arm she had taken home, her look distasteful.
"Bye, bye." Mickey swooped in for a kiss from Rose, nodded to Morgana who nodded back and then picked up the arm
"Bye" Rose called out, rolling her eyes when Mickey pretended to be strangled by the arm, the slamming of the flat door announced his leaving.
"Oh, is that Mickey gone then?" Jackie asked bustling back into the room and picking up their cups
"yes, perhaps I should be of" Morgana spoke up, standing and grimacing at the time on her phone.
"Ah, no! uh, you can't, you could still be in shock! You should stay for tea" Rose cried out and Morgana arched an eyebrow, wondering what her angle was.
Jackie came bustling back in before she started fussing over Morgana "yes, she's right dear, honestly poor thing like you, you should stay for dinner at least, have you called your parents or older siblings? They need to know your safe, young thing like you"
Morgana froze unsure with being mothered like this, and not for the first time cursed her petite height at least it wasn't as bad as that time she had been mistaken for a secondary school student and Elijah was thought to be her father.
She was over a thousand years old, she had slaughtered countless people in the defence of her family, she was incredibly dangerous being a Tribrid, the only of her kind and yet this mere mortal was fussing over her and stating how she was 'much to thin' and 'far too young to be shocked like that'
She rather liked it.
"ah, I'll inform my brothers and please allow me to pay for dinner? As a thank you for hosting me?" she asked widening her eyes in a pleading look.
"well you are the guest; I really should be sorting out your dinner" Jackie hesitated, and Morgana used it to her advantage
"oh please, Jackie, I'd feel like a burden if I didn't" she flashed one of her black cards in offering and the Tyler's reluctantly accepted
"but you're staying the night" Jackie insisted, and Morgana readily agreed.
The next morning Morgana was woken by an alarm clock, when she had gone to get their takeaway the night before she had swung by one of her London apartments and picked up a change of clothing.
"There's no point in getting up, sweetheart. You've got no job to go to." Jackie called out causing Rose to groan loudly flopping back into her bed, Morgana stood, stretching and enjoying the crack of her joints. She looked around the bright pink room and had to smile, it reflected Rose's girly personality.
She changed into black ripped jeans, blue converses and a red chiffon shirt with a leather jacket tossed on top. Her wrap around lapis lazuli ring sat on her right middle finger like always, she had no need of it, but she had been wearing it for a thousand years and she liked it around her neck she wore her witches amulet two crescent moons with a full moon in the middle, a lovely vine design wrapping around the moons and her father's warrior necklace, Thor's hammer with a raven perched on one side a howling wolf on the other.
Rose got changed and they both sat down at the kitchen table, Jackie placing a large fry up in front of them, that had Morgana salivating.
"There's Finch's. You could try them. They've always got jobs." Jackie suggested and Rose pulled a face
"Oh, great. The butchers."
"Well, it might do you good. That shop was giving you airs and graces. And I'm not joking about compensation. You've had genuine shock and trauma. Arianna got two thousand quid off the council just because the old man behind the desk said she looked Greek! I know she is Greek, but that's not the point. It was a valid claim." Jackie carried on moving into her bedroom
"Mum, you're such a liar. I told you to nail that cat flap down. We're going to get strays." Rose complained as there was a rattling sound at the door
"I did it weeks back!" Jackie defended herself as Rose moved into the hallway, Morgana considered going with her, but she didn't want to be following her around like a puppy.
"No, you thought about it" Rose yelled back and Morgana snorted, these Tyler's had spunk, she pulled out her phone and sent a quick text to Jack wondering what the hell she was supposed to do with Rose, and a separate text to Marcellus that she had to deal with something quickly but she'd still be visiting, finally, she sent a text to Elijah and Finn asking them what they were up to.
She put her phone away as she heard Jackie ask, "Who is it?" knowing they were important to Jack and entertaining to her she moved into the hallways and spotted the Doctor standing in the doorframe of Jackie's bedroom.
"It's about last night. He's part of the inquiry. Give us ten minutes." Rose lied to her mother and Jackie turned to stare at him
"She deserves compensation," Jackie informed him briskly
"Oh, we're talking millions." He was quick to reassure, and Morgana had to stifle a giggle when Jackie's voice became sultry
"I'm in my dressing gown."
"Yes, you are." The doctor said
"There's a strange man in my bedroom." She spoke her voice was playful and Morgana had to bite down on her enclosed fist to stop from bursting into laughter.
"Yes, there is." He was completely oblivious! She wanted to cackle, so bad.
"Well, anything could happen," Jackie suggested
The penny seemed to drop, and he said flatly "No." he spun and spotted her, she was gasping for breath, bent over and pointing at him. unrefined for a Mikaelson? Yes, hilarious? Also, yes.
He made a face towards her and swept past her into the living room she staggered after him, maybe this is what Jack wanted her to see? If so, she owed him something nice.
"Don't mind the mess. Do you want coffee?" Rose asked as she went into the kitchen
"Might as well, thanks. Just milk." He replied moving around the room, he kept glancing at her, and she straightened under the scrutiny, raising a challenging eyebrow.
"Morgs do you want a coffee?" Rose asked
"No, Thank you" she replied quietly, unsure of the nickname, although her throat was starting to become a little parched.
"We should go to the police. Seriously. All of us." Rose's voice floated through and he ignored her picking up a heat magazine and opening it before showing her the picture
"That won't last, he's gay and she's an alien." He informed her and her head ticked to the side in curiosity as she listened intently
Rose spoke up again unaware she was being ignored "I'm not blaming you, even if it was just some sort of joke that went wrong."
He picked up a book and flicked through it "Hmm. Sad ending." Morgana's eyes sharpened as she listened intently, her hearing was heightened and never faltered, so she was confused. She could hear this conversation, the conversations in the surrounding flats, Jackie moving in the bedroom and the traffic going on outside. But curious of all is she could hear the heartbeats- normally of no consequence unless she was hunting but what was curious was, they didn't match up.
She could hear her own, slow steady heartbeat, lower than a humans, she could hear Jackie's heart beating strongly in her bedroom and Rose's heartbeat in the kitchen, a bit quick but probably down to the conversation she was holding but the Doctor? He had two heartbeats.
"They said on the news they'd found a body," Rose said but Morgana was far more fascinated with the man in front of her.
He was looking at a letter "Rose Tyler." He mused quietly
He looked in the mirror and started examining himself "Ah, could've been worse. Look at the ears." He tugged lightly on one before he carried on snooping
"All the same, he was nice. Nice bloke."
He spotted a deck of cards and his eyes lit up, he took a quick glance at Morgana and grinned childishly as he tried to shuffle the cards "Luck be a lady."
"Anyway, if we are going to go to the police, I want to know what I'm saying."
The cards went flying and he pouted "Maybe not"
While Morgana could hear Rose, she was far more invested in the man who had moved directly in front of her, looking down at her.
"you seem awfully interested in me" He smirked
She rose an eyebrow, unashamed "your fascinating"
"am I? how's that then?" he seemed pleased with himself their heads both cocked as they heard a rattling noise
"What's that, then? You got a cat?" he asked
"No" Rose replied simply, and Morgana's eyes widened in shock as a plastic arm launched itself at the Doctor and started strangling him.
"We did have, but now they're just strays. They come in off the estate." Rose said as Morgana leapt forward and yanked at the arm, worried if she used her full strength it might lead to a snapped neck, she fought with it.
Rose came into the room with two cups of Coffee "I told Mickey to chuck that out. You're all the same. Give a man a plastic hand and you shouldn't encourage him Morgs. Anyway, I don't even know your name. Doctor, what was it?"
Rose placed the mugs down before Morgana and Doctor pulled the arm off, he threw it and it launched itself at Rose's face, the Doctor's eyes widened and he yanked at it, falling backwards and dragging Rose with him, they both went tumbling and broke the coffee table, Morgana could hear Jackie's hairdryer and was thankful she wouldn't hear. The doctor managed to grab the arm and pull it off Rose, he took his tube thing and pressed it against the arm's hand seemingly stopping it as the fingers ceased flexing.
He grinned pleased with himself and said "It's all right, I've stopped it. There you go, you see. Armless." He chuckled at his pun and Morgana couldn't help the smile that broke out
Rose seemed incensed and said challengingly "Do you think?" before she snatched it and smacked him with it
"Ow!" the doctor exclaimed rubbing the sore spot and Morgana laughed
"fat lot of good you were!" he accused turning on her
"well, you had it well in hand" she smirked at her own joke and received a whack from Rose with the arm.
While that happened, the Doctor had slipped off and they traded looks before chasing after him. Rose went down the staircase calling after him
"Hold on a minute. You can't just go swanning off."
He called back "Yes I can. Here I am. This is me, swanning off. See you."
"But that arm was moving. It tried to kill me." Rose stated
"Ten out of ten for observation." He replied sarcastically
"You can't just walk away. That's not fair. You've got to tell me what's going on." She demanded
"No, I don't," he called back cheerily, and Morgana huffed, using her speed to place herself outside of the block of flats so that he would walk right into her path.
"All right, then. we'll go to the police. we'll tell everyone. You said, if we did that, we'd get people killed. So, your choice. Tell me, or we'll start talking." Rose threatened as the Doctor rose an eyebrow halting at seeing Morgana in front of him, hadn't she been behind?
Morgana had zero intention of going to the police and had no idea why Rose was roping her into the threat but whatever.
The Doctor asked curious "Is that supposed to sound tough?"
Rose shifted on her feet "Sort of."
He seemed amused "Doesn't work." Well, obviously she was still a child, give her a couple of centuries and she'd be old hat at threats, blackmail and torture. Especially while under the wing of a Mikaelson, they invented it all after all.
"Who are you?" Rose asked
"Told you. The Doctor. Why aren't you interrogating me" he turned towards Morgana who had a smirk curling at the corner of her lips
"She's doing a fine job of it" she jerked her chin at Rose who carried on
"Yeah, but Doctor what?"
"Just the Doctor. Are you going to keep asking questions? I have better things to do, I'm not here for your entertainment" he grunted
"yet, you're here, entertaining us and Rose's barrage of questions" Morgana pointed out, he opened and closed his mouth a couple of times before turning towards Rose, Morgan grinned in triumph.
"The Doctor." Rose deadpanned
"Hello!" he added a cheeky wave
"Is that supposed to sound impressive?" she wondered
"Sort of." The doctor shrugged
"Come on, then. You can tell us. I've seen enough. Are you the police?" Rose spoke
"No, I was just passing through. I'm a long way from home." The doctor replied and Morgana felt her heart tug at that thought.
"But what have I done wrong? How come those plastic things keep coming after me?" Rose questioned and Morgana wondered whether she should interject but shrugged, uncaring.
"Oh, suddenly the entire world revolves around you. You were both just an accident. Pair of you got in the way, that's all." The Doctor said, his tone rather patronizing and Morgana twitched, she did not like being patronized or having her authority questioned or having authority imposed on her, it was one of the quickest ways to get her to snap.
Rose cried out "It tried to kill me."
The Doctor explained hurriedly "It was after me, not you. Last night, in the shop, I was there, you both blundered in, almost ruined the whole thing. This morning, I was tracking it down, it was tracking me down. The only reason it fixed on you is 'cos you've met me."
Rose raised an eyebrow "So what you're saying is, the entire world revolves around you."
He shrugged "Sort of, yeah." Morgana tilted her head; he did have the form of someone well used to having authority and using it the way he desired.
Rose accused "You're full of it."
He laughed "Sort of, yeah."
She asked him further "But, all this plastic stuff. Who else knows about it?"
"No one." He replied Morgana didn't believe him.
"What, you're on your own?"
He raised an eyebrow "Well, who else is there? I mean, you lot, all you do is eat chips, go to bed, and watch telly, while all the time, underneath you, there's a war going on." Morgana could relate, she was the ruler of the supernatural and those not in the know just wandered around oblivious to it all, even those that were involved most likely didn't know the full picture.
Rose's face was set with determination "Okay. Start from the beginning. I mean, if we're going to go with the living plastic, and I don't even believe that, but if we do, how did you kill it?"
He explained easily "The thing controlling it projects life into the arm. I cut off the signal, dead."
Rose picked it up easily "So that's radio control?"
He corrected her "Thought control. Are you all right?"
"so, telekinesis? Or Telepathy?" she interjected she had experience with both, but she had turned Telepathy into a art form, it was a shame her siblings never enjoyed speaking that way.
He looked at her "bit of both"
Rose brought the conversation back to her "Yeah. So, who's controlling it, then?"
He replied shortly "Long story."
Rose wasn't having the short answer "But what's it all for? I mean, shop window dummies, what's that about? Is someone trying to take over Britain's shops?"
"No." his patience was seemingly shortening
She parroted him "No?"
He sighed "It's not a price war. They want to overthrow the human race and destroy you. Do you believe me?"
She replied quickly "No."
He hit back "But you're still listening." He turned towards her "you've been quiet, what about you? Do you believe me?"
She looked at him "yes"
Rose broke their staring contest "what? You believe him? why?"
Morgana looked at them both seemingly weighing their souls "I've seen a lot" she replied simply
Rose dismissed her turning back to the Doctor "Really, though, Doctor. Tell me, who are you?"
He sighed before speaking "Do you know like we were saying about the Earth revolving? It's like when you were a kid. The first time they tell you the world's turning, and you just can't quite believe it because everything looks like it's standing still. I can feel it. The turn of the Earth. The ground beneath our feet is spinning at a thousand miles an hour, and the entire planet is hurtling round the sun at sixty-seven thousand miles an hour, and I can feel it. We're falling through space, you and me, clinging to the skin of this tiny little world, and if we let go. That's who I am. Now, forget me, Rose Tyler, Morgana. Go home."
Morgana stared after him when he walked off, she could understand what he felt. She herself had her heightened emotions from being a vampire, the short temper of being a werewolf, along with the drive to protect her pack and the constant pulsating of magic from mother nature.
It was overwhelming at times.
Rose grabbed her arm and Morgana allowed herself to be dragged off, when she inquired as to where they were going, she replied they were headed to Mickey's flat.
"Hey, hey, here's my woman. Kit off!" Mickey cried out as they entered the flat
Rose laughed "Shut up"
She grimaced as they kissed, and Rose sent her an odd look.
"Coffee?" he asked the pair of them
Morgana shook her head, but Rose nodded "Yeah, only if you wash the mug. And I don't mean rinse, I mean wash. Can I use your computer?"
Mickey grinned "Yeah. Any excuse to get in the bedroom. Don't read my emails!" he ordered
Rose waved him off before moving into the bedroom with Morgana followed her, Rose sat at the chair while Morgana slouched against the wall, while Rose started typing, she struck up a conversation.
"so, you pulled a face when we kissed" She prodded, and Morgana sighed
"and?"
"pretty girl like you? Surely you have a fella or three on the go?" she teased, and Morgana was strongly reminded of Rebekah
"I've been busy" Morgana grumbled, yea decimating her enemies and keeping her siblings happy, she had no time for herself or love and well, flings just didn't interest her. While Rebekah and Kol encouraged her to have flings whenever someone tried to garner her attention, they all got jealous especially-when they realised, they'd have to share their sister's attentions, not mentioning when they roped her children into it.
"well, your still young you must be around my age?" Rose asked and Morgana laughed, she was stuck at the physical age of twenty-six but in reality, she was about one thousand and thirty years old.
"something like that" Morgana evaded
"Look! I found something" Rose cried in triumph, Morgana leant over her shoulder and spotted a blurry picture of The Doctor with a contact for a man named Clive.
"You're not coming in. He's safe. He's got a wife and kids." Rose ordered when they pulled up in front of his house
Mickey replied sarcastically as he cast a suspicious look around the street "Yeah, who told you that? He did. That's exactly what an internet lunatic murderer would say."
"you know, I will be going with Rose and I am more than adept at defending us both" she informed them
Micky turned his head from the neighbour who'd thrown him a nasty look and stared at her "you? Your tiny, you're like twelve, how can you defend anyone?"
She briefly considered flashing her fangs or even turning into a wolf right in front of him, but she did love her jacket "I have hidden talents"
Rose sighed and clambered out of the car, Morgana quick to follow and they headed across the street, Rose knocked on the door before it was opened by a young boy.
"Hello, I've come to see Clive? We've been emailing." Rose probed
The boy yelled loudly "Dad! It's some of your nutters!" and Morgana laughed as a man came into view
"Oh, sorry. Hello. You must be Rose and Morgana. I'm Clive, obviously." He laughed
Rose smiled and said "I'd better tell you now. My boyfriend's waiting in the car, just in case you're going to kill us" Morgana huffed
Clive replied good-naturedly "No, good point. No murders." He waved at Mickey whose eyes narrowed in response
"Who is it?" a woman's voice floated through the door
Clive called back "Oh, it's something to do with the Doctor. She's been reading the website, they both have. Please, come through. I'm in the shed." Morgana smiled at the invitation and moved to enter the home.
The voice came back "She? She's read a website about the Doctor? She's a she?"
"They both are" he called out and led them throughout the house and into a shed.
He started explaining "A lot of this stuff's quite sensitive. I couldn't just send it to you. People might intercept it, if you know what I mean. If you dig deep enough and keep a lively mind, this Doctor keeps cropping up all over the place. Political diaries, conspiracy theories, even ghost stories. No first name, no last name, just the Doctor. Always the Doctor. And the title seems to have been passed down from father to son. It appears to be an inheritance. That's your Doctor there, isn't it?"
Morgana briefly wondered if there were conspiracy theories about her family out there, probably, after a thousand years they hadn't kept that low of a profile.
They both answered "Yeah"
He eagerly carried on "I tracked it down to the Washington public archive just last year. The online photo's enhanced, but if we look at the original" here he pulled up a picture of Kennedy's cortege going through Dallas. The Doctor is just one face in the crowd and Morgana's eyebrow rose.
"November 22nd, 1963. The assassination of President Kennedy. You see?" he tapped the screen and Morgana tilted her head, she and Kol had been in Africa when that had gone down.
"It must be his father." Rose said but Morgana disagreed they were one and the same, so either a doppelganger? Or he was an Immortal?
Clive carried on "Going further back. April 1912. This is a photo of the Daniels family of Southampton, and friend. This was taken the day before they were due to sail off for the New World on the Titanic, and for some unknown reason, they cancelled the trip and survived. And here we are. 1883. Another Doctor-"here he held up a sketch "And look, the same lineage. It's identical. This one washed up on the coast of Sumatra on the very day Krakatoa exploded. The Doctor is a legend woven throughout history. When disaster comes, he's there. He brings the storm in his wake and he has one constant companion."
Rose asked curious "Who's that?"
Clive was solemn when he said "Death."
Morgana smirked, something similar was said for her family and for her? According to some stories, all she brought was 'pursuit, death and subjugation' a story which was spread by her enemies, well they weren't wrong.
He warned them "If the Doctor's back if you've seen him, Rose, then one thing's for certain. We're all in danger."
"If he's singled you out, if the Doctor's making house calls, then God help you." Morgana frowned heavily he had come to the house to help them not harm them if he hadn't of arrived perhaps the plastic arm would not have attacked Rose but then she would have died last night. She well understood the burden of having innocent blood on your hand, he had said he was all alone and perhaps that was the truth right now, one man- altered as he may be- against something potentially world ending? Her heart went out to him.
"But who is he? Who do you think he is?" Rose asked
"I think he's the same man. I think he's immortal. I think he's an alien from another world."
Morgana hummed as they left the house and got into Mickey's car, an immortal is certainly probable but an alien? It was a curious idea; she had never encountered one-to her knowledge- she liked the thought that even after a thousand years there would still be more to discover
"All right, he's a nutter. Off his head. Complete online conspiracy freak. You win! What are we going to do tonight? I fancy a pizza." Rose griped to her boyfriend
"Pizza! P-p-p-pizza!" Mickey stuttered and Morgana glanced at him in curiosity
"Or Chinese." Rose offered, glancing at them both
Mickey made the decision crying "Pizza!" before he started the car and began weaving down the road, Morgana briefly wondered if he had a drink.
Speaking off…when they parked, she waved them on ahead citing the need to make a phone call, when they got out of eyesight she glanced around before picking a businessman who seemed to be in his forties.
"ah, hello might I ask you something?" she asked sweetly, and the man stopped and appraised her
"of course, what is it you need?" he asked and she grinned stepping into his space and compelling him
"you will follow me into the alleyway you will not attempt to garner any attention" she ordered, and he repeated her before following her into the alleyway
He backed up and stuttered "what are you?"
She flittered in front of him and compelled him again "you are not scared, I am going to feed on you and you will feel no pain, you will not scream and when you begin to feel weak you will tap me on the shoulder" he repeated her again, his voice monotonous.
She sighed happily before allowing her fangs to come out which she then sunk into his neck, feeding deeply, she was an original so she could potentially go years without blood- unless you were injured in which case you needed blood to heal-, the older you are, the stronger and less blood is needed but it would severely affect her performance. She usually fed fresh from the vein twice a week and took a couple of pints. She always donates a couple of drops of her own blood to help speed up their healing-not enough to turn them but enough to leave no scar and ensure their health.
She felt him tap on her leather-clad shoulder and with his slowing heartbeat she pulled away and pricked her finger with a fang, blood welled up and she placed the blood on her fang marks. Satisfied she pulled back and compelled him.
"This did not happen, forget it, you got disoriented and I gave you directions, if you begin to feel light-headed you probably have a cold, you should rest" she ordered and he repeated it before leaving the alleyway, she used her a compact mirror to check for bloodstains before checking her phone.
Jack had texted back 'stay with her' and Elijah had replied that he was currently babysitting Nico but could come and help her if need be, she also got a text from Finn gushing about japan, Marcellus had texted her about the witches being bitches so he had to deal with that but he knew she would still come to visit-she had promised after all. She smiled softly and ignored the other messages, honestly, she didn't want to hear from bekah about the new cow Laura who had her eye on Marcellus.
The girl had nothing to worry about.
She went into the restaurant and paused spotting Rose's blonde hair she headed overhearing her talk "Do you think I should try the hospital? Suki said they had jobs going in the canteen. Is that it then, dishing out chips. I could do A Levels. I don't know. It's all Jimmy Stone's fault. I only left school because of him. Look where he ended up. What do you think?"
Mickey ignored the question and asked "So, where did you meet this Doctor?"
Rose replied snappily "I'm sorry, wasn't I talking about me for a second?
Mickey carried on "Because I reckon it started back at the shop, am I right? Was he something to do with that?"
"No," Rose replied staring down at her chips as Morgana tilted her head before disregarding the conversation perusing the menu
"Come on," Mickey said
"Sort of."
"What was he doing there?"
Rose sighed "I'm not going on about it, Mickey. Really, I'm not, because, I know it sounds daft, but I don't think it's safe. I think he's dangerous."
Morgana hummed her agreement; the Doctor was certainly dangerous but that intrigued her
"But you can trust me, sweetheart. Babe, - his voice deepened- sugar, babe, sugar. You can tell me anything. Tell me about the Doctor and what he's planning, and I can help you, Rose. Because that's all I really want to do, sweetheart, babe, babe, sugar, sweetheart."
Morgana rose an eyebrow; he was laying it on a bit thick, wasn't he?
Rose seemed confused "What're you doing that for?"
A new voice chimed in "Your champagne."
He was ignored as Mickey spoke "We didn't order any champagne. Where's the Doctor?"
The waiter spoke up again "Madam, your champagne."
Rose dismissed him "It's not ours. Mickey, what is it? What's wrong?"
Mickey gave a creepy grin and Morgana felt her hackles raise "I need to find out how much you know, so where is he?"
"Why are you so interested now? You were all about the forgetting the man" Morgana asked, she shifted slightly into a defensive position.
The waiter interjected again "Doesn't anybody want this champagne?"
Micky finally snapped "Look, we didn't order it."
They all looked up and Morgana grinned at seeing the doctor who winked at her
Mickey grinned triumphant "Ah. Gotcha."
The Doctor began vigorously shaking the champagne bottle as he said "Don't mind me. I'm just toasting the happy couple. On the house!"
The champagne bottle popped, and the cork flew straight at Mickey's forehead it seemed stuck for a second before it sunk into his forehead, Morgana's mouth opened in shock, well, that was new.
"Anyway," Mickey said nonchalant he spat the cork out and onto the table "Don't think that's going to stop me" he warned before standing, his hand morphing into a chopper, Morgana grabbed Rose and shoved her towards the fire alarm as she watched the Doctor struggle with the plastic…thing, he eventually yanked the head off but that didn't stop the body as it carried on.
The Doctor grabbed her hand, the other holding onto the head as the trio fled through the kitchens and out the back.
"Open the gate! Use that tube thing. Come on!" Rose ordered and Morgana nodded along
He corrected her "Sonic screwdriver."
"yes, a lovely name for your magic wand now would you please open the gates?" Morgana asked frustrated
The Doctor's eyebrow twitched in annoyance "it is a scientific instrument, not a magical wand, tell you what, let's go in here." He gestured to the big blue box behind him and Morgana rose an eyebrow, he turned and unlocked the box before stepping inside and leaving them alone.
Rose called out again "You can't hide inside a wooden box. It's going to get us! Doctor!"
She rattled the gates and Morgana glanced over at the door to see dents being placed into it "here, move over" she gently pushed Rose out of the way and rose a foot preparing to use her strength to break the chains.
She stopped however when she felt something press against her shields, dropping her foot she turned and stared at the box…surely not.
She felt an almost whimsical giggle play against her mind, and she felt her curiosity rise, the feeling pressed up against her again, tempting her.
"Morgs?" Rose shook her looking petrified
"tell you what Rose, let's go into the box" Morgana murmured and headed for the box, the presence in her mind became more eager and tempting.
Rose had darted ahead into the box before she came stumbling back out, but Morgana disregarded her, feeling enthralled with the presence and the lure the box was giving out. She slipped passed Rose and stepped into the box.
Her eyes roved the room and she felt the presence preening in her mind, The Doctor had stopped what he had done and was simply staring at her, Morgana took a step into the room, her eyes drinking in the details, her fingers brushing reverently along the railings.
Rose had joined and was breathing heavily as she slumped against the door.
"It's going to follow us!" She cried hysterically
"The assembled hordes of Genghis Khan couldn't get through that door, and believe me, they've tried. Now, shut up a minute." He snapped before he moved in front of Morgana "what do you think?"
Morgana looked at the beautiful room, she felt like the first time she had ever performed magic, the presence in her mind giggled again and finally spoke "hello My Queen" she jerked slightly before she focused on the Doctor and his bright blue eyes, they were like stars.
"She's magical" Morgana whispered enraptured, she briefly pressed back against the presence "is that you?" she thought and received a flash of delight
The Doctor tilted his head and stared down at the petite woman in front of him, admittedly he had been intrigued by her from the minute he laid eyes on her and she so reminded him of that girl so long ago who gave him forgiveness, it was her face he had held in his mind when he had pressed that button but that girl would be long dead and gone by now and he wouldn't want to ruin her life by interrupting her time stream, she had probably forgotten him.
He had also had many things said and done when he had brought companions onboard his wonderful ship, exclamations of denial or how she was bigger on the inside and how much of an understatement was that? His ship was the best in the universe, she was infinite and forever and he had never found another who had a similar reaction to him upon seeing the TARDIS for the first time. He could remember when he had first found her, she was a museum piece when he had borrowed her, he could have taken the new models, of course, but he had stepped into her console room and she had been the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
He stared down at her spring green eyes that caressed every detail of his ship, drinking her in as if she was the answer to the universe itself and he felt himself grin, his own eyes sparkling at the girl in front of him.
Oh, the things he could show her.
He felt his hearts thump at that thought, of taking her sparkling green eyes and showing it to her, the start and end of the universe and all the events in between, the eye of Orion, Apalapucia, Asgard, Barcelona, everywhere and anywhere; every star that ever was. everything that ever happened or ever will...Fantastic.
Morgana snapped back to reality as the Doctor moved away and began explaining quickly
"You see, the arm was too simple, but the head's perfect. I can use it to trace the signal back to the original source. Right. Where do you want to start?"
Rose spoke up "Er, the inside's bigger than the outside?"
He answered "Yes." Before turning towards Morgana
"I can feel her in my head" Morgana admitted to him quietly and he halted
"your telepathic?" he queried; she was a mystery he wanted to solve
She smirked at him playfully "something like that"
"It's alien." Rose stated and Morgana felt glee rise up, she was amazing.
"Yeah." The Doctor said as he fiddled with numerous buttons and levers on the console
Rose asked, "Are you alien?"
The Doctor hesitated for a second before answering "Yes. Is that all right?" he peeked at Morgana from under his eyelashes, studying her profile.
"Yeah."
"I'm not exactly normal myself" Morgana spoke ruefully
"what does that mean?" Rose interrogated
"I think it can wait" Morgana answered softly, she didn't know how the Doctor would react to her and Rose was overwhelmed enough at the moment.
The Doctor spoke up, diverting the attention to himself "It's called the Tardis, this thing. S. That's Time And Relative Dimension In Space."
Morgana was impressed with the name TARDIS, but her awe for the magnificent ship and her pilot was pushed away when Rose burst into tears and Morgana was quick to wrap her in her arms, uncaring of the tears staining her shirt
"That's okay. Culture shock. Happens to the best of us."
Rose burst out "Did they kill him? Mickey? Did they kill Mickey? Is he dead?" and Morgana hushed her gently, rubbing soothing circles on her back.
He stilled for a second before admitting "Oh. I didn't think of that."
Oh, Dearest. Morgana thought to herself as she glanced at him sympathetically. How long has he been alone?
Rose finally snapped, falling into her anger "He's my boyfriend. You pulled off his head. They copied him and you didn't even think? And now you're just going to let him melt?"
The Doctor blinked confused "Melt?"
Morgana caught the scent of smoking and called out in warning "Doctor!" she gestured with her free hand and he spun seeing the head of Mickey melting onto the console, Morgana felt worried for the TARDIS.
The Doctor cried out in denial "Oh, no, no, no, no, no!"
He raced around the console, flinging levers and hitting buttons, she felt her surroundings shift.
"What're you doing?" Rose demanded
The Doctor explained "Following the signal. It's fading. Wait a minute, I've got it. No, no, no, no, no, no, no! Almost there. Almost there. Here we go!" he grinned, and Morgana felt a rush of excitement.
The Doctor raced for the door and headed out while Rose spoke up in warning "You can't go out there. It's not safe."
Morgana released Rose before heading out after the doctor.
She realised that they had somehow moved and where now parked on the banks of the Thames next to the RAF monument, she moved to stand beside the Doctor who looked frustrated
"I lost the signal, I got so close." He groaned in annoyance
"does she fly?" she asked as she glanced around
"she can but she doesn't normally. Disappears there and reappears here." The Doctor explained
"we're somewhere else, what about that headless thing? It's still on the loose." Rose had come and joined them
He waved a hand dismissively "It melted with the head. Are you going to witter on all night?"
"she's scared" Morgana chided him
"well you're not complaining" he retorted
"I'm used to situations like this she isn't" Morgana defended Rose
"Are you planning on explaining that and what is your last name anyways?" he turned on her and Morgana rose a challenging eyebrow
"I will explain when I so desire, and my last name would give out a lot of information" she rose her chin at him in challenge and he quirked an eyebrow at her.
Rose interjected again; both having forgotten about her "I'll have to tell his mother. Mickey. I'll have to tell his mother he's dead, and you just went and forgot him, again! You were right, you are alien."
The Doctor turned towards her "Look if I did forget some kid called Mickey-"
Rose snapped back "Yeah, he's not a kid."
"Perhaps not to you" Morgana replied
The Doctor carried on "It's because I'm trying to save the life of every stupid ape blundering on top of this planet, all right?"
Rose gave in "All right."
"yes! It is!" the Doctor proclaimed glancing at Morgana who mimed zipping her lips shut
Rose asked him "If you are an alien, how comes you sound like you're from the North?"
He replied absentmindedly "Lots of planets have a north."
"What's a police public call box?"
"It's a telephone box from the 1950s," Morgana answered before the Doctor could
"It's a disguise." The Doctor informed them
"Okay. And this, this living plastic. What's it got against us?"
He laughed "Nothing. It loves you. You've got such a good planet. Lots of smoke and oil, plenty of toxins and dioxins in the air, perfect. Just what the Nestene Consciousness needs. It's food stock was destroyed in the war, all its protein plants rotted, so Earth, dinner!"
"How are you planning on stopping it?" Morgana questioned him
He grinned before holding up a cylindrical tube that contained a blue liquid
"anti-plastic?" Rose wondered
He confirmed "anti-plastic, but first I've got to find it. How can you hide something that big in a city this small?"
"Hold on. Hide what?"
"The transmitter. The Consciousness is controlling every single piece of plastic, so it needs a transmitter to boost the signal."
"what does it look like?" Morgana asked she cast her eyes over the horizon trying to find it as he explained
"Like a transmitter. Round and massive, slap bang in the middle of London."
"yea, that helps," Rose said sarcastically
"A huge circular metal structure like a dish, like a wheel. Radial. Close to where we're standing. Must be completely invisible. What? What?" he asked Morgana had a teasing smirk on her face while Rose looked smug, both of them staring at the London eye.
"What? What is it? What?" he demanded upset he didn't know what they did
"Oh, Dearest" Morgana laughed but took pity on him grabbing him by his shoulders and spinning him around pointing over his shoulder in the direction of the London eye "that rather looks like what you're after does it not?"
He beamed "oh! Fantastic" he grabbed her hand and set off with Rose following after them.
"Think of it, plastic all over the world, every artificial thing waiting to come alive. The shop window dummies, the phones, the wires, the cables" He rambled excitedly to them as they crossed Westminster bridge
"The breast implants." Rose joked
Morgana shook her head in resigned amusement, but the Doctor ignored her
"Still, we've found the transmitter. The Consciousness must be somewhere underneath."
Rose called out "What about down here?" she was hanging over the bridge and pointing down at a large manhole entrance which was situated at the bottom of the steps.
"Looks good to me." The doctor said before glancing down at Morgana who nodded her head in agreement
They ran down and the Doctor managed to open up the hatch, smoke came billowing up and there was a red light inside
"well that's ominous, I've never liked trapdoors" Morgana grumbled, and the Doctor glanced up at her
"yea, I can understand that" he muttered, and they all climbed down.
They wandered through the underground lair, through some doors and into a multi-layered chamber
"that's it, that's the Nestene Consciousness inside the vat. A living plastic creature." He explained while Morgana peeked over the railing, it was a magma looking liquid that was contained within a large vat
"Well, then. Tip in your anti-plastic and let's go." Rose ordered
"I'm not here to kill it. I've got to give it a chance." He replied and Morgana rose an eyebrow, that was odd when someone garnered her families attention it usually led to their death, admittedly she did hold court with trial but nine times out of ten, those placed in her way were guilty and promptly dealt with.
"I seek an audience with the Nestene Consciousness under peaceful contract according to convention 15 of the Shadow Proclamation." The Doctor called out
Morgana watched in fascination as the liquid in the flat flexed seemingly communicating to the Doctor
"Thank you. If I might have permission to approach?" he did so
Rose spotted someone who was sat on a lower catwalk and she hurried down to them.
"Oh, God! Mickey, it's me! It's okay. It's all right." She reassured him as she wrapped him in her arms
Mickey shakily informed her "That thing down there, the liquid. Rose, it can talk!"
She laughed as she replied "You're stinking. Doctor, Morgs they kept him alive." Morgana moved and followed them down as she kept an eye on the Doctor, Mickey smelt like burnt plastic and he was sweaty, his heart beating a mile a minute
The Doctor seemed unconcerned "Yeah, that was always a possibility. Keep him alive to maintain the copy."
"You knew that, and you never said?" Rose snapped anger lacing her voice
The Doctor turned towards her "Can we keep the domestics outside, thank you?"
"I think he's been a bit preoccupied Rose" Morgana defended him, and she turned accusatory eyes on her
"so, he couldn't spare one second to say, 'oh he might be alive?" she snarled
"and get your hopes up all for nothing?" Morgana retorted with derision and Rose flushed hotly before turning to calm Mickey down.
"Am I addressing the Consciousness? Thank you. If I might observe, you infiltrated this civilisation by means of warp shunt technology. So, may I suggest, with the greatest respect, that you shunt off?" The Doctor demanded and Morgana felt respect for him, but it faded slightly with the pun.
She saw a face rise in the vat and clearly communicated something towards the Doctor
"Oh, don't give me that. It's an invasion, plain and simple. Don't talk about constitutional rights. I am talking! This planet is just starting. These stupid little people have only just learnt how to walk, but they're capable of so much more. I'm asking you on their behalf. Please, just go."
Morgana rose onto her feet as she saw two shop dummies grabbing the Doctor, Rose called out a warning, but it was too late. One of the dummies leant over and snatched his anti-plastic holding it out for the consciousness to see.
"That was just insurance. I wasn't going to use it. I was not attacking you. I'm here to help. I'm not your enemy. I swear, I'm not. What do you mean?"
A door slid back, and it revealed the TARDIS, Morgana felt worry rise up within her
"No. Oh, no. Honestly, no. Yes, that's my ship. That's not true. I should know, I was there. I fought in the war. It wasn't my fault. I couldn't save your world! I couldn't save any of them!" He cried out and the pain in his voice tore at Morgana
Rose cried out "What's it doing?!"
He yelled back "It's the Tardis! The Nestene's identified its superior technology. It's terrified. It's going to the final phase. It's starting the invasion! Get out, Morgana! Rose, just leg it now!"
Morgana heard Rose speaking to her mother on the phone, but she decided enough was enough.
The liquid started lighting up with energy and the Doctor called out
"It's the activation signal. It's transmitting!"
"It's the end of the world." Rose sobbed scared
"Get out, Rose! Just get out! Run Morgana" the Doctor ordered
"The stairs have gone." Rose cried and Morgana grabbed her staring into her scared brown eyes
"hurry, go to the TARDIS" she ordered, and Rose nodded before grabbing Mickey and dragging him downwards to the TARDIS.
"No!" the Doctor cried out when the autons tried to push him into the vat and Morgana snapped
The Nestene spoke for once "Time Lord" disregarding what that was, maybe his species? She ran over grabbing an axe along the way and cut into come chains, her superior strength making it easy, she swung on the chain, gracefully kicking her legs out and knocking the Autons into the vat along with the anti-plastic
"Morgana!" he cried out reaching out and wrapping his strong arms around her waist, pulling her into his broad chest.
They beamed at each other.
"Now we're in trouble." He chuckled before he grabbed her hand and dragged her over to the TARDIS, he unlocked it and they all piled in, the Nestene began glowing ominously as the door swung shut and the TARDIS disappeared.
As she reappeared Mickey went scrambling out Rose and Morgana followed after, he coward behind a pallet and Rose began attempting to coax him out, Morgana turned towards the Doctor
"you were rather impressive until you required rescue" She teased him
He laughed "Nestene Consciousness? Easy."
"you were rather useless in there" she carried on "probably dead without us" she gestured over to Rose as well
"What did she do apart from bringing domestics into it?" he grumbled but his eyes were bright with amusement
"her bright intellect of course" she parried back, he was stood in the open doorway of the TARDIS and she was leant against the other side, her head tilted up towards him.
Rose wandered back over to them and Morgana stepped back to give space, Mickey had followed and wrapped himself around her leg.
"Yes, she is but you were pivotal. Thank you. Right then, I'll be off, unless, er, I don't know, you could both come with me. This box isn't just a London hopper, you know. It goes anywhere in the universe free of charge" his eyes darted between them and she could see the hope and the doubt warring in his eyes.
Mickey then piped up "Don't. He's an alien. He's a thing."
The Doctor grimaced and replied "He's not invited. What do you think? You could stay here, fill your life with work and food and sleep, or you could go anywhere."
"Is it always this dangerous?" Rose wondered
"Yeah." He nodded before shifting, his arms crossing over his chest
"Yeah, I can't. I've er, I've got to go and find my mum, and someone's got to look after this stupid lump, so." Rose replied
"right, okay" he nodded before turning towards Morgana "how about you?"
She bit her lip and looked longingly at the TARDIS for a brief moment entertaining the thought of travelling the universe but then her phone dinged and snapped her out of her fantasy, it was a text from Marcellus wondering if she wanted a ball or a cocktail party when she arrived, she smiled fondly and pushed the regret away.
"I-I can't, I have duties to attend to…my family and I doubt you'd want someone like me on your beautiful ship"
"Someone like you?" he raised an eyebrow
"yea" she smiled a bittersweet thing and he nodded
"Alright, if that's what you want" he acquiesced and disappeared into the ship, it dematerialised
She took her phone and scrolled down to Elijah, calling him she placed the phone against her ear.
"Sister what's going on?" he asked
"nothing, where are you and Nico? I was going to fly out to New Orleans to say hello to Marcellus and Bek are you interested?" she inquired
"I would love to but Niklaus has heard rumour of a doppelganger so we're going to follow up" he informed her
"why? We have no need of a doppelganger"
"of course, not but we figured Katerina- "he was ignored as the TARDIS's beautiful sound cut through their conversation, the Doctor appeared and poked his head out of the door
"By the way, did I mention it also travels in time?" he said, and Morgana felt hope spark in her chest
"Elijah, I have to go, don't worry about me I'll be travelling" she said, and the Doctor beamed at her making room for Rose to duck into the TARDIS
"so, you can get me back in five minutes?" she asked, that was important so long as she could get back for five minutes she could spend as long as possible with the Doctor
"I can get you back in thirty seconds ago" he smugly declared, and she grinned up at him
"promise?" she probed…she desperately wanted to be apart of this but her siblings and her children…her duties…but if the Doctor could get her back in five minutes? Surely no one would notice and furthermore her siblings were over a thousand years old surely, they could look after themselves for five minutes.
"promise" he assured, and she gave into temptation.
A/N:
Yay Rose episode is up! I truly hope you enjoyed it! 3 please vote/comment? I'm hoping to finish off platform one by tonight