AN: Special thanks to Forever-Furuba. I was trying to find a way to do a chapter with these two but couldn't decide on what.

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"WHAT!?"

Walt sighed and crossed his arms, "There is only one keep with a lab, other than Vendal's. That means you two will have to share for now."

Seeing the looks on Morgana and Angor's faces, Barbara stepped up, "It's just temporary. Just until another keep and lab can be built."

Morgana glanced at Angor out the corner of one eye. It was no secret that he didn't like her.

'And with good reason,' She considered to herself, 'You did steel his soul.'

Angor was side eyeing her as well. Morgana sighed. They would both need the lab to fix the Heartstone. She would also need it to train Barbara in the ways of magic. But, Angor needed it to mix his healing potions and work on his charms.

"The keep does have two bedrooms," she reasoned, "We'll barely have to see eachother."

Angor continued to glare but nodded his agreement. Walt and Barbara smiled. Morgana took a deap breath and made her way to the chrystal stares. Even if her and Angor could learn to get along, there was noo garuntee that this was going to work.

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Angor growled as he looked around the keep. It was fairly standard for a small keep. A room to congregate in was just inside the Lab. Two bedrooms and a toilet were down another offshoot tunnel. It was a good keep. But, to Angor, it was to confined, to far from the surface, and much to close to the 'Eldridge Queen'.

He would admit that she had respected his wish to keep his distance. She had even let him chose which room he wanted before she left to collect her things for the keep. And she did seam remorseful for what she had done to him. That was the only reason he had agreed to help restore the Heartstone in the first place.

"Angor?" Morgana called from the lab, poking her head in, "We've finished moving my things into the second room. We'll be in the lab for a while, ok?"

Angor grunted and shrugged. Morgana said nothing more and went back into the lab. Angor grabbed one of his journals and began researching Heartstones. He sat back on the carved stone sopha that had already been in the keep. Never more had he wished he had the Skathe-Hrün. Without it, teleportation in and out of Trollmarket was impossible.

"AH!" A dark hole opened in the ceiling and a young girl dropped threw, "Oof!"

She lay in the middle of the floor for a moment before she sat up. The staff was clasped tightly in her hand.

"I'm ok!"

Angor stared at her. She stared at him.

"Hi," She smiled a small smile and spoke in the trollish vernacular, "I'm Claire Nuñes. We never officially met after the Eternal Night. Did we?"

Angor shook his head. They had only ever met on the battlefield and at the Strickler house to plan for the battle against Gumar. Claire tilted her head.

"Are you alright?"

Angor rolled his eye, "I am perfectly fine, Youngling. You, however, are likely injured after a fall like that."

Claire rolled her eyes right back, "Nah. I'm fine. Maybe a bit bruised but definitely not broken."

"Is no one teaching you how to properly use that?" Angor asked.

"Dr. Strickler is working with Lady Morgana," Claire shrugged and sat beside him, "I got bored and decided to practice a bit."

"You got bored...in a magic lab..." Angor deadpanned.

"I'm not really allowed to help yet and I didn't want to interrupt and ask them so...yeah."

Angor growled, "Up. Come on. You are plenty old enough to learn a few spells."

Claire's eyes lit up and she lept to her feet.

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"Angor?" Morgana hesitantly led Barbara into the keep, "Did Claire-Claire!"

"Easy...Easy...Hold your focus..." Angor guided Claire's fist as she levitated the ancient book, "And...throw!"

Claire splayed her fingers and the book flew across the room.

"I did it!" She bounced around to look at the troll.

Angor nodded in amusement.

"What's going on here?" Barbara quirked and eyebrow.

"Because neither of you are readily available to do so, I have taken Young Claire as my apprentice," Angor put a hand on the girl's head, causing her to drop the book,"I will begin training her immediately."

"Well, not immediately," Barbara chuckled, "We have to get to training in the Hero's Forge."

"Not for ten more minutes!" Claire begged, "Please!"

"No, Youngling. We shall resume your training tomorrow. Refrain from using the Skathe-Hrün until we have trained with it more. Understood?"

Claire pouted but nodded and followed Barbara out. Morgana shot Angor a small smile. He turned and walked into the lab.

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"Your rune carving is impressive," Angor complimented as he inspected Claire's magic crossbow, "Have you been practicing, Youngling?"

Claire nodded and Heft the chisel in her hand. They were in a large clearing in the woods that surrounded Arcadia Oaks, far into the mountains. Angor set the crossbow to the side and guided her over to a boulder on the edge of the clearing.

"Alright. I already carved the runes for the other side of the portal. All you have to do is carve this side."

Claire nodded and started carving. Angor watched her, making minute corrections where needed. When the carvings were done, Claire stepped back and shook out her hands.

"All done."

"Very impressive, Youngling," Angor praised, inspecting her work,"Shall we test it out?"

Claire grinned and grabbed her bag. Angor traced the portal into the stone and watched the glowing door open. Directly on the other side was his room in the keep.

"We did it!" Claire cheered.

Angor nodded and followed her threw the teen wandered over to his nest, where her brother lay sleeping.

"I should get him home," Claire scooped the toddler up, "He'll want lunch and that kinda took longer then I expected."

Angor nodded, "Keep practicing your trollish and rune carving. And nothing more then levitation with the whelp around."

Claire rolled her eyes and nodded, "I know, Angor. See you tomorrow."

Angor waited for a moment before going into the lab. Morgana sat at an old loom in the corner.

"I thought you were working on the potion for the Heartstone," Angor stepped up to his workbench and flipped open his books.

"After it blew up in my face I decided it was to dangerous to work on alone," the enchantress shrugged, "I'll wait until Barbara gets off work and we can each watch the potion while the other's back is turned. Besides, I need to finish this for Mary."

Angor looked up and noted the runes carved into the loom, "What is it?"

"A cloak when it's done. With the water charm spun into the threads and woven into the fabric, she'll never have to worry about being caught off guard."

"You do know that fleshbags don't wear cloaks anymore, right?" Angor turned back to his journals.

"Yes. But I don't know how to make modern clothes yet. And a cloak is more traditional."

Angor grunted and they worked in silence. It didn't escape their notice that they had just shared their first civil conversation.

Morgana groaned and flexed her stone hand, "Damn. Work with me here. I don't have time for this today."

"Time for what?" Angor didn't look up from the leaves he was grinding.

"My hand keeps freezing up. Makes it hard to work. I'll have to soak it in the potion tonight."

Angor froze, "Potion?"

Morgana nodded, "Yes. I have a potion that keeps it running smoothly."

Angor warred with himself for a moment, "Do you think it will work on my eye?"

Morgana stopped, "M-Maybe. It wouldn't hurt to try...I can give you the recipe if you would prefer to make it yourself."

Angor nodded,"I would...T-Thank you."

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Morgana and Angor worked quietly in the lab together. They rarely spoke, only breaking the silence to ask for supplies to be passed. Morgana had spelled a shield over her eyes and Angor's eye whizzed around to watch with a vigor it hadn't had in centuries.

It all happened so fast. A gnome had gotten into the lab. Angor turned from the potion to grab it but missed by a mile. The Gnome grabbed a bowl and dumped it's contents into the cauldron.

"Angor!"

It was only because her shout caught him off guard that it worked. Morgana lunged at him and they tumbled to the ground. The cauldron exploded above them.

Morgana sighed and rolled off of him, "I can't tell you how long I've wanted to do that."

"Push me to the floor?" Angor turned his head to look at her.

"No!" Morgana laughed, "Save someone. I've spent centuries trapped in a crystal, unable to do anything without outside help."

Angor's eye went wide, "What?"

Morgana folded her hands over her belly, "And, even then, I had to jump threw so many hoops it seamed to do more damage then good. It was like something was holding me back. I could do some things but...Eventually, I got so frustrated that I made that deal with Gunmar to help him claim the surface world if he helped me escape. But, after a few hundred years, even that didn't seam worth it. So...I looked for other ways out."

"Like...possessing the Lady Trollhunter?"

Morgana winced, "Yeah...Barbara kinda wasn't to pleased when Walt offered me the spare room..."

Angor thought for a moment.

"Um...Are we interrupting something?"

Claire and Barbara stood in the doorway. Morgana and Angor scrambled to thier feet. Barbara chuckled and took Claire by the shoulders.

"We'll come back later," she said, looking around at the splattered potion and scorch marks on the walls, "Looks like you two have some things to take care of."

Morgana sighed and rubbed her eyes, "Right..."

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Barbara, Morgana, Angor, and Claire worked in the lab. Enrique babbled and bounced in a playpen. Angor's eye whizzed over to watch the toddler.

"Why is the whelp in the lab again?"

"Mom and Papa had work," Claire repeated, carefully pouring her powdered Citrine into the cauldron, "That means I have to take care of him."

"Then who looks after him while you're at...'school'?" Morgana didn't look way from her potion.

"Bold of you to assume I never put him in my locker."

Barbara chuckled, "Claire, that's not funny."

Claire grinned, "Papa took time off from work to take care of him during the school year. He went back to work at the start of Summer break and Enrique will be starting at the daycare at the start of the new school year. Besides, I don't mind taking care of him."(1)

Angor shook his head, remembering how he had helped care for his siblings before Gunmar raided his village. Having the enchantresses and toddler around often reminded him of those times. That and-

"Reek!"

"Puppy!"

Angor barely turned to look. His fox, Rucus, had climbed into the playpen with Enrique again.

"You really need to find a better place to keep Rucus, Angor," Barbara lifted the fox up and away from the giggling toddler.

"He's only in the keep until his tail heals," Angor insisted, "Then I'll take him to the grotto with the others."

Barbara looked skeptical but deposited Rucus on the ground nonetheless.

"Speaking of Rucus, don't forget he ran out of food this morning," Morgana turned from her potion to write in her notes, "And so did Stardust, the albino bobc-ack!"

Angor had grabbed her by the back of her black Billy Joel T-shirt and pulled her against his chest. (2) No sooner had he pulled her back then her potion exploded. Not enough to go everywhere but enough that it would have hurt her. The lab went dead silent.

"A-Angor?" Morgana tilted her head back to look up at him.

His golden eye bore into hers before he released her and stepped back.

"You would have done the same for me. Don't make it weird."

Barbara put a hand on her mother-in-law's shoulder, "Mom? Are you alright?"

Morgana turned to the doctor, "I'm fine, Barbara. Let's just get this cleaned up so we can get back to work."

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Morgana and Angor milled around the sitting room as they prepared to relax for the night. Morgana selected a book and put her hand in its potion. Angor took a bottle from his room and dropped his eye in the clear potion in its clear glass. He could still see around the room but in a more 'third person' kind of way.

They sat on their carved stone sopha, far enough apart that they weren't touching but close enough to know that the other was there. Stardust lept into Angor's lap and began pawing at her bottle. The albino Bobcat kitten had been rejected by her mother only for Angor to find her and bring her to the keep. Unlike his other rescues, however, she would not be able to survive in the grotto as her Snow White fur would attract unwanted attention to the magic place. That, and her lack of teeth ment she would be unable to hunt.

"Do you ever trully relax?" Morgana asked, chuckling at the kitten.

"Taking care of the animals helps me relax," Angor stroked Stardust's back with his thumb, "And Stardust is very well behaved."

Morgana sidled over and pet the kit between the ears, "Yeah, she is. Rucus on the other hand-"

"I swear that little devil was locked in my room," Angor waved a finger at her.

"I know. I know," Morgana held her hand up in surrender, "Be we really have to find a way to keep him out of the lab. He could cause an accident if someone tripped over him."

Angor nodded, "Yes. At least the human whelps can't crawl out of the playpen yet."

They sat silently for a bit. Morgana gingerly lay her head against Angor's bicep and read her book. Angor fed and played with Stardust, finding he didn't mind the enchantress' presence so much anymore.

"Walter says that the new keep is done," Morgana didn't look up, "They just have to add the lab now..."

Angor nodded without comment.

"Which one of us is going to move?"

Angor looked down at her, "I had assumed it would be you. The portal to my grotto is in this keep and Stardust is already used to it here."

Morgana sat up, "Well, why should I have to be the one who moves? Just because you decided last month that you would be staying here? We never did talk about that, by the way!

"I only put the portal in this keep so that Claire could practice her rune carving!" Angor leaned away.

"Do not bring them into this!" Morgana snarled, "This is between you and me! Not them!"

Stardust squeaked and dashed down the tunnel twords the bedrooms. Morgana watched her go, glare fading. Angor stood and marched twords his eye, intent on following his pet.

"I'm sorry," Morgana whispered, head bowed, "I shouldn't have shouted like that. Of course putting the portal here makes sense. And Stardust needs a constant home..."

"I'm sorry, too. I should not have shouted either," Angor sat beside her, unseeing face turned twords her, "And I should have talked to you about putting the portal in this keep, even if it was just a part of Claire's training."

They sat in silence, faces turned down. After a few minutes, Stardust ambled back in. She wound her way between thier legs before jumping up and settling back down on Angor's lap, pawing at her bottle.

"Why should either of us leave?" Angor broke the silence as he put the bottle in the kitten's mouth once more.

"What?"

"We've proven we can work well together, and we made it this long without fighting," he smiled a small smile, "The keep is plenty big enough for the two of us. It's not like anyone eles will be moving in."

Morgana looked up at him, "You wouldn't mind?"

Angor shook his head, "I don't think so."

Stardust closed her eyes and kneeded her claws. Morgana lay her head back against Angor's bicep.

"I don't think I mind either..."

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1) Yeah, Claire has older-sister-syndrome BAD.

2) I like to think Morgana wears a lot of band and musician T-shirts. This one was a gift from Walt.