A large group, a procession really, of Monks walked into a yard of an old manor house. A group of slightly drunk men, one of them being the Steward of the house, noticed the Monks and knew that Father Angelo, the worse of them all, was leading them. Of course the fact that the Monk walking towards him had taken his hood off which revealed that he was indeed Father Angelo helped.

With a weary sigh, the Steward got up from his stool and went over to meet the man, "Come now, Father. You should know better. You're not welcome here, and especially not today. I've got no time to start old arguments."

Father Angelo gave him a sharp look and repeated the words he had said many, many time before, "We want only one thing."

The Steward suppressed a groan. Once again, the Father was taking up this annoying argument, "And what would that be?" he asked, playing along with Angelo.

"This house." Angelo turned his sharp gaze to said house.

Following Angelo's gaze, the Steward looked at the house. Already the Father had changed up the argument. And now he was threating his house, which meant he was threatening his Master and his Master's wife! No, no this wouldn't do. But he had to be sure, otherwise he could have misunderstood Angelo. "You want the house?"

Father Angelo gave a small shake of his head, which filled the Steward with hope, but then it was crushed when he elaborated, "We will take the house."

The Steward, trying to appear more confident than he actually was, took on a sarcastic air, "Would you like my wife while you're at it?"

If Father Angelo was impressed by the Steward, he didn't show it, "If you won't stand aside, then we'll take it by force."

"By what power? The Hand of God?" the Steward asked skeptically.

Father Angelo turned his sharp, slightly unnatural gaze onto the Steward. And for the first time in the other man's life, he felt pure terror. Whatever Father Angelo was, he knew for certain that it wasn't a follower of Christ…or any God that the Steward was aware of.

"No. The Fist of Man."

The fist of man was a powerful thing indeed, and that was proven when the Steward felt the air get pushed out of him by the staff that was suddenly pushed into his stomach, which knocked him to the ground. With one well aimed kick, the Steward went flying to the other side of the yard, unable and probably unwilling to help.

While the Steward went flying, Father Angelo signaled at the other Monks, which prompted them to drop their cloaks down, revealing bright red clothes underneath. As one, the group swung their own staffs which baited all the men in the yard to come at them. Of course, the Monks won against the ill prepared, slightly drunk men. Which left the house, though it didn't know it, defenseless against the men, so they stormed the house. The maids in the kitchen were quickly captured by the Monks, and soon, the house fell as Sir Robert, the owner, was knocked out.

The Steward was one of the last to come to in the dingy cellar. He moved his hands warily and found that he was chained to the others, who he assumed to be the household staff. As he got his bearings, he started to look around when the sound of a door being wrenched open made him grow still. But thanks to the light that was brought in by the open door, he could see a bit better. That led him to glance slowly over to see the Lady of the House.

"My Lady?" He exclaimed.

Like his words were a cue, several of the Monks dragged a cage covered in a tarp in. They left it at the opposite end of the cellar…barn really. "What's in there? What is it, what's under the canvas?" the Steward asked, not really expecting an answer but still wanting one.

Father Angelo, who had followed the Monks into the barn, took a few steps towards the cage, staring at it as if enchanted by it. "Father, answer me. What's in there?" the Steward begged from the wall.

For once, Father Angelo turned and looked at the Steward. A haunted, terrified look in his eyes, "May God forgive me." In one swift movement, he and the Monks tore off the cover, revealing something so horrible that all the prisoners screamed in fear.

Spinning through the Time Vortex, inside the TARDIS everything was happy and perfect. The Doctor was busying himself with trying to find a CD while Rose and Kayla where getting ready for the 70's. Though the Doctor had only wanted Kayla to come with him, he was forced to bring the blond along when she had stumbled upon the two in the console room.

"Doctor you really need to work on the TARDIS later, she kept giving Rose and I the wrong clothes." Kayla called as she walked into the room, Rose behind her.

The Doctor, looking up, nearly choked on whatever spit was in his mouth. She looked…well…gorgeous, which wasn't a change, but still! She wore a pair of shorter than nessiary black shorts and a pale pink long sleeved shirt. The large amount of leg that was shown was barely covered up by a pair of pale pink high-tops. Behind her, Rose wore...something. To the Time Lord, Kayla was the only one who mattered at that moment.

Kayla, well aware of the Doctor's thoughts, blushed deeply and smiled at him. If the Doctor noticed it, he didn't show it, instead he just stared at her from his spot.

"Uh Doctor?" Kayla tried, but it was only after a long pause that the Doctor showed any signs of life by swallowing roughly.

"Right. Well, uh…" turning his back to the girls, the Doctor fiddled with a CD, trying to not think about how Kayla looked, or the faint pink that had risen to her skin at his gaze.

Rose, who had been watching the two interact, felt a stir of unwanted jealousy. Did she still love the Doctor…probably, but could she ever get him? The blond knew that answer, and whether she liked it or not, that answer was going to stay the same.

The Doctor smiled and started to wonder around the controls, making sure not to even glance at Kayla, "Ian Dury and the Blockheads. Number One in 1979." He stated, feeling more like a professor than just a casual speaker.

Kayla just gave a small grin as she watched her Doctor walk around giving a rather impromptu lesson on a band. A band that Rose apparently knew because she cried out with glee, "You're a Punk!"

"A what?" the brunet asked, but received no answer from Rose or the Doctor, the latter of the two starting a song.

"It's good to be a lunatic—" the Doctor sang, and for an ancient alien, he was a fairly good singer.

Rose was obviously over the moon about the Doctor being a 'punk,' though what that exactly was, Kayla didn't know. On a streak, the blond continued, "That's what you are. A big old Punk with a bit of Rockabillly thrown in."

Now, Kayla was completely lost, "Who are you talking about?" she asked the blond, having given up on the Doctor acknowledging her glances. Honestly, it was like she was naked or something!

Still trying, and basically failing, to completely ignore Kayla, the Doctor steeled himself…and then glanced over at the brunet.

After giving Kayla a very brief history in 1970's music, preferably 1979, the Doctor and Kayla skillfully flew the TARDIS to a David Bowie concert. Rose was perfectly fine with that, her mother had shoved every single 1970's British singers down her throat, and only a few of them, David Bowie being one of them, she actually liked.

"1979. Hell of a year!" the Doctor said once he and Kayla had landed the TARDIS with just a few problems, one of those sending Kayla to the floor with laughter. Helping her up and grabbing his jacket, the Doctor continued to speak, "China invades Vietnam...The Muppet Movie! Love that film. Margaret Thatcher...urgh...Skylab falls to Earth...with a little help from me...nearly took off my thumb."

Feeling a draft when he opened the door, the Doctor placed his arm around Kayla's waist and walked out with her, Rose trailing behind them as the Doctor continued to speak, "I like my thumb. I need my thumb. I'm very attached to..."

The Doctor wisely stopped talked as he noticed the soldiers on all sides, their guns raised at the group. Kayla reacted first. With a pained grimace, she held her hands up in the universal sign of surrender, though it was obvious she didn't enjoy the idea of being powerless. Rose and the Doctor, seeing Kayla's movement, followed suit, only they didn't look like they minded it.

"... my thumb." The Doctor finished his hanging sentence.

Those soldiers apparently had a thing against three people stepping out of a police box, whatever that was, two of the three people being females who were near nakedness, and the other one being a male that was talking about his thumb, because their guns all clicked ominously.

"1879. Same difference." The Doctor said once he realized when they were.

Kayla shook her head, "No it isn't." she scoffed, a half smile on her face.

The Captain of the soldiers was a wise man and for the whole time, he had kept silent and had made sure the men in his command didn't shoot the lad and lassies. Seeing an opportunity, the Captain spoke up in his heavy Scottish accent, "You will explain your presence. And the nakedness of these girls."

At the call out to their…less than appropriate outfits, Rose and Kayla glanced down at themselves and then back at the Captain.

The Doctor, however, said in an amazing fake accent, "Are we in Scotland?" Kayla just shook her head at the Doctor in amusement, though the situation was really against any humor, but the Doctor just shrugged and gave her a sheepish smile.

The Captain apparently felt the same, because he piped into the silent conversation that the Doctor and Kayla were having, "How can you be ignorant of that?"

Pulling himself from the silent conversation, the Doctor stuttered out, "Oh, I'm- I'm dazed and confused. I've been chasing these...these wee naked children over hill and over dale. In't that right, ya... timorous beastie?"

Not even bothering with a fake accent, Kayla turned her body to face the Doctor's. A weary sigh escaped her lips, which were quirked up in a smile, and she shook her head, "Oh darling, don't lie to the nice men."

Flabbergasted, the Doctor just watched as Kayla gave the Captain and his soldiers a winning smile, "My husband and I were on an outing with my…sister, and I'm afraid you caught us changing." She gave a light laugh that sounded unnatural from her.

"Is that so?" the Captain's question was directed at the Doctor, who gave a feeble attempt of the nod, which somehow satisfied him because he asked another question, "Will you identify yourself, sir?"

Already having a name picked out, the Doctor delivered himself much better than before, "I'm Doctor James Harkness. From the…Township of Balamory. Eh...I have my credentials, if I may..." A nod was all the Doctor needed to put his hands down and take out his physic paper. Happily, Kayla and Rose did the same.

"As you can see, a Doctorate from the University of Edinburgh. I trained under Doctor Bell himself." The Doctor told the men, showing them his paper as he did so.

From the carriage that the soldiers had been guarding, a female voice rang out. It was a voice filled with authority and power, and definitely was the one that called the orders. "Let them approach."

If the Captain was surprised by the order then he didn't show it, but he did argue with it, "I don't think that's wise, ma'am."

A slight pause followed the Captain's reply, and then the same order was repeated, "Let them approach."

The Doctor gestured to the carriage, and though he obviously didn't like it, the Captain had no choice but to let them approach it, "You will approach the carriage. And show all due deference." He called to them.

To show that he understood, the Doctor did some sort of salute that sent both girls into a fit of giggles. Though once one of the footmen opened the door to reveal Queen Victoria did they sober up.

"Kayla and Rose - might I introduce her Majesty Queen Victoria. Empress of India and Defender of the Faith." The Doctor said, giving a half bow. When he came back up, he was grinning broadly.

Kayla gave a curtsey at the Queen and smiled as sweetly as she could, "Kayla Harkness, you're highness. I am deeply sorry for being so naked. My sister and I…well, you must not care about that." Kayla gave another smile at the Queen who looked slightly thoughtful.

Wanting to be more involved with her community, Queen Victoria often read the reports from the police about disturbances. One had involved a man named Jack Harkness…could he and this Kayla woman be related?

Rose, slightly miffed at being introduced second, and at how distance the Queen seemed now, stepped forwards and also curtseyed, only hers was slightly less graceful, "Rose Tyler, Ma'am. And my apologies...for being so naked." She said with the same charm that Kayla had. But the Queen didn't even seem to care about her.

With a small shake of her head, the Queen dismissed her troubling thoughts and turned her head and attention to the Doctor, "I've had five daughters. It's nothing to me. But you, Doctor... show me these credentials." With her hand outstretched, the Doctor had no choice but to hand over his physic paper and hope she saw something good. The Queen studied the paper for a bit before speaking, "Why didn't you say so immediately? It states clearly here that you have been appointed by the Lord Provost as my Protector."

At that, the Doctor, Kayla, and Rose blinked in astonishment, but the Time Lord recovered first, having slightly expected that, "Does it? Yes, it does! Good! Good! Um…then let me ask - why is Your Majesty travelling by road when there's a train all the way to Aberdeen?"

"A tree on the line." The Queen gave her "protector" a tight lipped smile.

"An accident?" the Doctor asked, clearly already knowing his answer.

The Queen kept her smile, though it faltered just a bit, "I am the Queen of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland. Everything around me tends to be planned."

The Doctor nodded, and then asked yet another question he knew the answer too, "An assassination attempt?"

Kayla made a face of disgust and shook her head, "People shouldn't do that. You're there ruler."

"I'm quite used to staring down the barrel of a gun." The Queen added in, her gaze still solely on the Doctor.

During the exchange, the Captain had gotten onto his horse and kept his eyes on the three still horribly suspicious, "Sir Robert MacLeish lives but ten miles hence. We'll send word ahead, he'll shelter us for tonight, then we can reach Balmoral tomorrow."

Nodding in a regal sort of manner, the Queen gestured towards the three, "This Doctor and his wife and their…timorous beastie will come with us." At their new names, all three of them grimaced in disgust and Rose started to fume silently.

"Yes, Ma'am. We'd better get moving - it's almost nightfall." The Captain agreed, though it was obvious that he didn't like the change in plan.

"Indeed. And there are stories of wolves in these parts. Fanciful tales intended to scare the children. But good for the blood, I think. Drive on!" She called ahead before closing the door to the carriage sharply.

The Doctor and Kayla grinned, and playing the part of a loving husband, the Doctor took her hand. Behind the two, Rose did her best to smile and look like a loving sister, but in reality, she just wanted to curl up in a ball, especially when she heard the Doctor and Kayla talking happily ahead of her, "It's sort of funny though, because when you think of 'assassination,' Queen Victoria doesn't come to mind…at all, really, no body from Earth comes to mind."

"1879 - she's had...oo...six attempts on her life? And I'll tell you something else: we just met Queen Victoria!" the Doctor clapped his hands excitedly, a large smile forming on his face.

"I just want her to say," pausing to focus, Kayla put on a high-class British accent, "'we are not amused.' Whenever Jack and I met someone famous, we used to get them say it." She smiled sadly.

Rose, seeing an opportunity, hurried forwards and placed a hand on Kayla's shoulder, trying her best to comfort her, "I bet you five quid I can make her say it." Clearly, Rose's cheering up sort of worked, because the brunet grinned just a bit more, but it was still obvious that she was still sad.

"Well, if I gambled on that, it'd be an abuse of my privileges of traveler in time." the Doctor added in, a twinkle in his eyes.

Rose chewed her lip, and then smiled, tongue in between her teeth and all, "...Ten quid?"

"Done." The Doctor said automatically, completely aware of Kayla's mode turning brighter at the joy radiating around her.

Sir Robert watched the carriage of Queen Victoria approach. His new, stony mask, was replaced by a look of unease and terror. He hated what the Monks wanted him to do, and once again, he made that very clear to Father Angelo, who he knew was in the room with him, "I can't do this. It's treason."

Father Angelo stepped forwards to make sure that the other man felt his presence when he spoke, "Then your wife will suffer the consequences. And believe me, Sir Robert...she will be devoured." Angelo took great pleasure when Sir Robert closed his eyes in helplessness.

Outside of the house, a footman opened the door of Victoria's carriage and helped her down. The door opened and Sir Robert, mask firmly in place, walked towards the Queen with Father Angelo behind him.

"Your Majesty." Robert bowed deeply.

"Sir Robert. My apologies for the emergency. And how is Lady Isobel?" At the mention of his wife, all of the blood drained out of Robert's face, but no one seemed to notice.

"She's…indisposed, I'm afraid - she's gone to Edinburgh for the season. And she's taken the cook with her - the kitchens are barely stocked...I wouldn't blame Your Majesty if you wanted to ride on." It was perfectly clear to everyone, especially the three time travelers, that the man didn't want Queen Victoria at his house.

Though the Queen noticed Sir Robert's odd behavior, she didn't seem bother by it. Instead, she spoke in an oddly cheerful way, "Oh, not at all! I've had quite enough carriage exercise. And this is...charming. If rustic. It's my first visit to this house. My late husband spoke of it often. The Torchwood Estate. Now, shall we go inside?" Sir Robert, still obviously reluctant gave a grim smile and gestured stiffly towards the door, but no one, especially the Queen, noticed, "And please excuse the naked girl."

Rose smiled sheepishly at the group, "Sorry." She muttered.

Kayla, however, held her head high despite how she was viewed by the others, "You must excuse my sister and I, we were changing when we came upon the Queen's carriage, and my husband was very eager to start his work protecting her."

Rose, getting a flash of inspiration, added in, "He thought it was funny but I am so not amused." She shot a pointed look at the Queen, "What do you think, Ma'am?"

Not picking up on the inside joke, the Queen just said, "It hardly matters. Shall we proceed?" Appearing to agree, Sir Robert nodded and they began to make their way to the house.

"So close." Rose hissed to the Doctor and Kayla, who both stifled their laughter.

While the guards secured the house and an odd, "property of the crown" box, Sir Robert showed the Torchwood Estate to the Queen. Finally, they made their way to the room that Sir Robert didn't love, which was the Observatory. Queen Victoria, Rose, Kayla, and the Doctor followed him into the room. Behind them, Father Angelo and two other Monks, all disguised as household staff, slipped in, seemingly unnoticed.

"This, I take it, is the famous Endeavour." Queen Victoria stated, turning her head slightly to take it all in.

Sir Robert nodded, "All my father's work. Built by hand in his final years. Became something of an obsession - he spent his money on this rather than caring for the house or himself." His voice took on a sour tone as he answered the Queen's question, and it was clear to all that he didn't like the topic they were on, but none of them changed it.

Really though, the Doctor was clueless. Somehow, despite the thick tension in the room, the Doctor smiled, "I wish I'd met him, I like him. That thing's beautiful - can I um...?" He gestured towards the odd telescope that sat in the middle of the room.

"Help yourself." At Sir Robert's offer, the Doctor, Rose, and Kayla moved forwards to examine the telescope and the rather large wheel next to it.

"What did he model it on?" the Doctor asked, still clueless to the tension in the room.

With a shake of his head, Sir Robert replied to the clueless man, "I know nothing about it. To be honest, most of us thought him a little...shall we say, eccentric." The Doctor gave him a dopey smile, "I wish now I'd spent more time with him. And listened to his stories." Despite the bitter tone that had invaded Sir Robert's voice when speaking about his father's obsession with the telescope before, he seemed happier now that they were talking just about the late man in general. Though he did glance at the Queen with an odd look when he got thinking about the stories his father told.

"It's a bit rubbish." Startled at how rude the man was, Sir Robert turned to see him looking through his father's telescope. Behind him, his wife and her sister both failed at hiding their laughter, "How many prisms has it got? Way too many. The magnification's gone right over the top, that's stupid kind of a—" Hearing himself, the Doctor turned to look at Kayla and whispered rather loudly to her, "Am I being rude again?"

Kayla grinned at him, "Yep."

Backtracking horribly, the Doctor said quickly, "But it's pretty! It's very...pretty." Kayla wrapped her arm around the Doctor's waist fondly while Rose patted the Time Lord's shoulder.

"And the imagination of it should be applauded." The Queen added in, still just looking at the telescope.

Standing next to the Doctor and Kayla, Rose smiled at the Queen, "Mm! Thought you might disapprove, Your Majesty. Stargazing. Isn't that a bit fanciful?" Queen Victoria just stared at the blond, "You could easily...not be amused, or something...? No?"

Shaking her head, the Queen gave Rose a curious look like she couldn't imagine what the blond was getting at, "This device surveys the infinite work of God." The Doctor shook his head at Rose, a smile ghosting his face. The smile grew even brighter as Kayla buried her face into his shoulder, her shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter.

Completely confused by the three, Queen Victoria kept her gaze on Rose, "What could be finer? Sir Robert's father was an example to us all. A polymath. Steeped in astronomy and sciences, yet equally well versed in folklore and fairytales."

The Doctor smiled even more at the description of the man, which was very similar to himself, "Stars and magic. I like him more and more." Leaving it at that, the Doctor and Kayla started to wander around the telescope to examine it some more.

"Oh, my late husband enjoyed his company." She told the Doctor, and then directed her words to Rose, "Prince Albert himself was acquainted with many rural superstitions, coming as he did from Saxe Coburg."

At that moment, the Doctor and Kayla passed by Rose, which let the Time Lord whisper into Rose's ear, "That's Bavaria." And then the couple were gone and Rose was left in the uncomfortable conversation with the Queen.

Somehow feeling how comfortable Rose was, the Queen turned her back on the blond to speak to Sir Robert, "When Albert was told about your local wolf, he was transported."

Though the conversation was clearly not meant for him, the Doctor invited himself, and technically Kayla, into it, "So, what's this wolf, then?"

"It's just a story." Sir Robert said too quickly, which just made the Doctor and Kayla press for more information. Besides, they were about to hear a story!

"Then tell it." Kayla stated, though it was more of a command than anything.

Very uncomfortable with where the already risky conversation had headed Sir Robert spoke hauntingly, his gaze no longer on the others but on Father Angelo, who gave no signs on how to end the conversation, "It's said that—"

"Excuse me, sir. Perhaps her Majesty's party could repair to their rooms. It's almost dark." The obvious command in the 'servants' voice went unnoticed by all except for the time travelers.

"Of course. Yes, of course." Sir Robert replied quickly.

Queen Victoria, still happily oblivious to what was going on around her said, "And then supper. And...could we find some clothes for Miss Tyler and Ms. Harkness ? I'm tired of their nakedness."

Rose gave the Queen a pointed look, "It's not amusing, is it?"

Queen Victoria glanced around the group until she found Rose, but decided to ignore her statement. Instead, she turned back to Sir Robert while behind her, the Doctor muttered something and Kayla poked him in the chest.

"Sir Robert, your wife must've left some clothes. See to it. We shall dine at seven. And talk some more of this wolf. After all...there is a full moon tonight." The Queen seemed happy about that fact, unlike Sir Robert who looked like death itself could not be worse.

"So there is, Ma'am." Sir Robert managed to get out, and then gave an awkward bow while the Queen left the room followed by the others.

While the sun started to set over the house, Rose and Kayla were in a bedroom going through a wardrobe. Rose held up a brown dress she had found but immediately put it back due to Kayla's fit of laughter.

In the kitchens of the Torchwood house, the Monks were carefully brewing some sort of drink that involved mistletoe.

Holding up a frilly blouse to herself, Kayla and Rose started to laugh at the mere thought of Kayla wearing it, so she quickly put it back into the wardrobe.

Father Angelo, still playing the part as the helpful servant, gave out mugs to the soldiers standing guard.

Rose held a very pretty blue dress up to her body and twirled around, now understanding what Kayla had meant when she said that she felt like a princess when the brunet had found a crème colored dress with a lining of flowers.

Outside, the guards sipped the mugs that the kind Father Angelo had given them, unaware of the brew inside of it.

Rose placed her dress beside Kayla's on the bed and opened yet another wardrobe door. Kayla, who was sitting on a chair, jumped up at Rose's high pitched scream and ran over to see a young maid crouched inside. Her heavy breathing just grew heavier when she saw the two.

Like dominoes, the guards fell over, the effects of the brew taking over. The Monks hurried over and took their guns.

Rose and the maid sat together on the bed. Kayla had drawn the chair over to the bed and was currently sitting in it, all amusement forgotten as they listened to the terrified maid speak, "They came through the house. The incitements, they took the Steward and the Master. And my Lady." Rose squeezed the maid's hand consolingly while Kayla, who was horrible with comforting others, just reached over and patted the maid's shoulder.

"Listen - We've got a friend, he's called the Doctor - he'll know what to do. You've gotta come with me." Rose offered.

Despite the kind offer the maid seemed to get even worse, "Oh, but I can't, Miss."

Kayla, trying her best to sound kind, gave the girl a smile, "Can you tell us your name."

The maid gave the brunet a grateful look, somewhat appreciative of how orderly she was, "Flora." She muttered.

"Well Flora, we'll be safer downstairs, there are other people, soldiers and everything, and they can and will help us. Rose and I promise. Come on." Expecting Rose to get Flora to follow her, Kayla got up and headed to the door where she paused to fiddle with a small pocket in her shorts, she hadn't changed out of her 70's outfit, and pulled out a pistol. "It's bigger on the inside." She said off handily to Rose, which just made Flora gasp and make a cross motion at the "witchcraft."

Like any good Time Agent, Kayla knew how to scout well, and once she was happy with the coast, she headed out into the hallway with Rose holding Flora's hand behind her. They had rounded a corner when they saw the first sign of anything amiss. That sign was an unconscious guard.

"Oh, Miss. I did warn you!" Flora cried out, forgetting Kayla's silent instruction to keep quiet.

Rolling her eyes, Kayla knelt down and checked he man's pulse, "He's not dead, though he's definitely been drugged or something along the lines of that." The brunet muttered, her eyes tracing the body for any clues.

Flora was grabbed from behind by Father Angelo. She tried to let out a scream, but his hand stifled her attempts. Kayla, having noticed the whole thing but didn't react, jumped up and tried to fire her gun but one of the Monks grabbed her wrist and sent the gun clatter to the floor. Much like Flora, she and Rose were dragged away. Another of the Monks grabbed the guard's body and carried it away while Father Angelo, pocketing Kayla's gun, went through a door that led to the dining room.

The Doctor, Queen Victoria, Sir Robert, and Captain Reynolds, the latter of the group had introduced himself upon arrival, where all gathered in the dining room when Father Angelo walked in…without Kayla and Rose, "Your wife and her sister begs an apology, Doctor. Their clothing has somewhat delayed them." He said stiffly.

The Doctor, still doing the Scottish accent, just smiled to hide his worry, "Oh, that's all right. Save her a wee bit of ham."

The Queen made some quip about Kayla and Rose being able to eat the food raw by how feral they had appeared to her, but the Doctor was caught up in look at the badly concealed bulge that Father Angelo had. The more he studied it, the more he realized that it looked an awful lot like a pistol, and the only person who had a gun like that was…Kayla.

Thinking it was nothing, the Doctor shook his head and drove himself into the ongoing conversation.

Rose, Kayla, and Flora joined the chained up house staff and Lady Isobel.

"Don't make a sound. They said if we scream or shout, then he will slaughter us." Isobel whispered to Kayla and Rose, referring to the man sitting in a cage in the middle of the barn.

"But...he's in a cage. He's a prisoner. He's the same as us." Rose argued.

Lady Isobel shook her head, pure terror filling her entire body, "He's nothing like us. That creature is not mortal."

The man in the cage raised his head slowly and opened his eyes, which were completely back. The household staff and Lady Isobel whimpered uncomfortably, but Kayla and Rose just stared, Kayla unimpressed but Rose was terrified.

I really like this episode, I don't know why but I do.

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