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Donna and Agatha followed the Doctor and Luna down the stairs while he kept on checking her hands, making sure he hadn't forgotten any tiny pieces that might cause problems later on. All the while, she complained and whined but allowed him to do what he deemed as 'necessary'. When he was finally done, she whimpered, looking up at him through her thick eyelashes. Glancing down at her, he knew exactly what she wanted but he decided to play with her instead, moving to walk between his human companion and the famous author. Huffing, she walked behind him, tugging on his suit jacket.

"What can I do for you Loony?" he inquired innocently, turning to look at her with a cheeky grin on his face. All she did was clear her throat and pout cutely at him, a little hurt that he didn't remember what they used to do when one of them was hurt.

Smiling, he pulled her forward before slinging an arm around her shoulders, yanking her into his side with her head tucked snugly beneath his chin. Donna watched on, her eyes softening as she saw their expressions. Each proudly displayed content faces, their lips tilted up at the corner.

"mmm… my silly Theta man. I thought you forgot."

"Forget? You thought I could forget the compulsory injury hug? How could you think such a thing?"

"Because you just left me back there without a 'get well soon' cuddle! Remember the time you got the flu?" She asked.

Ah yes, he could remember. It was her 298th birthday cruise and they'd gone to Pluto for a day which resulted in him getting sick for the rest of the trip. She'd giggled at him whenever he sneezed but kept the chicken noodle soup and hugs coming. Then, when she saw him shiver, she slipped beneath the sheets of his bed and snuggled beside him in his double bed. They'd spent the whole week in there, only leaving to go to the bathroom or get something to eat.

"Course I do… what did you call yourself? The hug monster?". She laughed, pressing a kiss to the underside of his jaw as it was the only place she could reach but it only caused him to shiver slightly. Then suddenly, they heard a loud scream and all of them took off at a run.

The group ran outside, finding Ms Chandrakala lying under a gargoyle in the middle of the drive way.

"That… poor…little…child." She whispered, before closing her eyes and leaving.

They all heard a loud buzzing so the Doctor looked up before grabbing hold of Lu's hand and leading her back inside to follow it while the others followed.

"There! Come on!"

"Well, this makes a change. There's a monster… and we're chasing it!" Donna cried as they all sprinted up the stairs, the pair of aliens at the front taking two at time in order to get to it quicker.

"It can't be a monster." Agatha protested. "It's an illusion. They do it with mirrors."

They reached the top of the stairs and stopped when they spotted the wasp.

"By all that's holy…" Agatha gasped.

"Oh, you are wonderful!" the Doctor said as the wasp turned to face them. "Now just stop there."

It rushed towards them, stinger first but they all managed to duck as it passed by them.

"Oi!" Donna yelled. "Flyboy!"

"Technically, it's a wasp! Not a fly!"

She held up the magnifying glass and the sight of it sent the over grown insect flying away, as though scared for its life. Sadly, that wasn't what the Doctor wanted.

"Don't let it get away!" the Doctor shouted. "Quick, before it reverts to human form!". The group of four chased after it, turning into a hallway that held all the bedrooms of the home.

"Where are you?" the Doctor yelled. "Come on! There's nowhere to run…Show yourself!"

The doors in the hallway opened and everyone stood there staring at him.

"Oh, come on!" Lu moaned, slamming her palm into her forehead.

"Now that's just cheating." The Doctor agreed.

Everyone gathered in the main sitting room of the manor.

"My faithful companion! This is terrible!" Lady Eddison wailed loudly, tears in her eyes and rolling down her cheeks.

"Excuse me, my lady." Davenport said timidly. "She was on her way to tell you something."

"She never found me." Lady Eddison replied. "She had an appointment with death instead."

"She said, 'the poor little child'." The Doctor said. "Does that mean anything to anyone here?"

"No children in this house for years." Colonel Curbishley answered, glancing over at his son a moment later. "Highly unlikely there will be."

"Mrs Christie, you must have twigged something." Lady Eddison said. "You've written simply the best detective stories."

"Tell us…" Golightly said. "What would Poirot do?"

"Heavens' sake! Cards on the table, woman! You should be helping us!" Hugh exclaimed, banging his fists onto the arms of his wheelchair, causing Luna to clench her fists to prevent herself from yelling at the disabled man. The Doctor, catching her movement from the corner of his eye, moved to stand behind her before taking both of her hands in his own, intertwining their fingers and giving them a little squeeze. This action earned a wince from the alien woman but a smile from Donna and even a small one from Roger.

"But-I'm merely a writer." Agatha protested.

"But surely you can crack it." Robina said. "These events they're exactly like one of your plots."

"That's what I've been saying." Donna said. "Agatha, that's got to mean something,"

"Donna, don't give them ideas." Luna hissed before turning to the rest of the group gathered. "For the sake of all God's mercy… leave her alone." Unlike before, the southern accent disappeared but neither of them really noticed.

"I've no answers." Agatha said. "None. I'm sorry, all of you, I'm truly sorry, but I've failed. If anyone can help us, it's the Doctor, not me."

She ran out of the room and everyone turned to stare at the Doctor.

"If you're planning to mob him, give me a warning, yeah?"

The Doctor sighed.

Donna and Agatha made their way back towards the sitting room to show the Doctor and Luna what they found out in the gardens.

As they entered, they saw the Doctor holding his sonic screwdriver lightly against Lu's hand, carefully watching the skin knit itself back together beneath the sonic waves while she gave small winces when it pulled a little too tight.

"But that's-" Agatha marvelled before thinking about it. In all the time she's known them, they were always doing something absolutely marvellous or completely potty so she simply shook her head before continuing. "Never mind. Look at what we found in the garden."

The Doctor opened the case to find an array of tools.

"Ooh…" he said. "Someone came tooled up… this is the sort of stuff a thief would use."

"Oh la la…" Lu awed, giving a deep whistle at the set of beautiful tools. Picking up a small pick, she held it up to the light, watching the bronze glint. "Whoever bought these didn't do so on the cheap. These are gorgeously crafted… light enough to carry, small enough to conceal but heavy enough to hide beneath water if needs be. See?". She dragged her finger around the lead seal lining the box. "Air tight. No water would get in and the mahogany wouldn't be damaged because of the finish used on it. Clever.".

However, despite how proud she was of herself, all the others did was stare at her.

"What now?"

"How do you know anything about lock picking tools?" the Doctor asked, his eyes wide.

"I spent 40 years on Earth… I needed hobbies."

"Please tell me that you didn't take up theft as a means to entertain yourself…"

"Course not Theta. I needed to teach Torchwood recruits how to get past every lock in case of aliens being stored somewhere though, admittedly, I'm better at keypads but you know how it is."

"No! I don't know how it is! I don't break and enter!" he cried, running his hand through his hair. The younger alien sighed loudly, throwing herself into a chair.

"You sonic and enter… by any means, you're still entering places you shouldn't be… just less breaking involved."

"Well…"

"The Unicorn!" Agatha interrupted, getting the strangest feeling that she shouldn't allow the pair to continue their quarrelling. "He's here."

"The Unicorn and the Wasp." The Doctor murmured, distracted from the debate.

Greeves entered the room with a polished silver tray in hand.

"Your drinks, ladies, Doctor." He said, setting it down.

"Very good, Greeves." The Doctor said.

They all took their drinks and Greeves left them be.

"What about the science stuff?" Donna asked. "What did you find?"

"Hm," the Doctor said. "Vespiform sting. Vespifroms have got hives in the Silifax Galaxy."

"Again you talk like Edward Lear." Agatha told him.

"For some reason, this one's behaving like a character in one of your books." The Doctor continued, taking a sip.

"Come on, Agatha." Donna said. "What would Miss Marple do? She'd have overheard something vital by now because the murderer thinks she's just a harmless old lady."

"Clever idea." Agatha agreed. "Miss Marple-who writes those?"

"Um, copyright: Donna Noble." Donna said. "Add it to the list."

"Donna." Lu said suddenly, her voice taking on an uncharacteristic seriousness to it.

"Ok, we could split the copyright." Donna conceded.

"No, something's wrong." She told her, moving to the Doctor's side as he tensed up, his body sitting completely still against the chair.

"Something's inhibiting my enzymes." He said softly.

The alien let out a small yell as he jerked forward, quickly being caught by Lu who had paled considerably, her hands trembling as they held him tightly so he didn't hurt himself. Tears built up in her eyes as she saw the pain written on his features.

"I've been poisoned!" he said, convulsing.

"What do we do?" Donna asked. "What do we do?"

Agatha picked up the glass and sniffed it.

"Bitter almonds." She said. "It's cyanide. Sparkling cyanide!"

It took no longer than a moment for the Doctor and Luna to go running out of the door, the first leaning heavily on the second as they staggered through the halls, the pair of humans following them.

The couple stumbled into the kitchen before the Doctor launched himself at Davenport, grabbing the young boy by his lapels.

"Ginger beer." He demanded.

"I beg your pardon?" The footman asked.

"I need ginger beer." The Doctor told him, running to the shelves.

"The gentleman's gone mad!" a maid proclaimed.

"What the hell is he doing?" Donna shrieked, watching as the Doctor gulped down ginger beer before throwing the rest over himself, soaking him in it completely.

"I'm an expert in poisons, Doctor." Agatha told him. "it's fatal! There's no cure!". That sentence didn't help the shaking woman, allowing a stray tear to roll down her cheek.

"I'm hoping he's capable of what my people can. Let's h-hope he hasn't e-evolved too much."

"What?"

"Donna, I can control certain aspects of my body. I can reduce hunger by slowing down digestion. I don't have to sleep because I reduce the amount of energy I waste." She explained, watching on fearfully as he panted slightly.

"I can stimulate the inhibited enzymes into reversal." The Doctor told her. "Protein! I need protein!"

"Here." Donna said, placing a large jar of walnuts into his hand. Grabbing a handful, he shoved them into his mouth, chomping loudly while trying to speak with his full mouth. The result was an annoying noise and a jumbled mess of noises that were supposed to be words.

"We can't understand you." Donna told him. Shaking his hand, he caught their attention.

"How many words?" Donna asked.

He held up one finger.

"One word." Lu murmured, her breathing shaky as she tried to concentrate but the only thing she could truly focus on was the pounding of her hearts.

"Shake?" Donna asked. "Milk? Shake? Milk? Milk!"

The Doctor shook his head.

"No, not milk." She said. "Shake, shake, shake-cocktail shaker! What do you want, a Harvey Wall-banger?"

The Doctor stared at her.

"Salt!" Agatha yelled, rushing over to the cupboards.

He nodded and swallowed.

"Yes, salt!" he said. "Harvey Wall-banger?"

"Well, I don't know!" Donna said.

"How is Harvey Wall-banger one word?" he demanded.

"Will this work?" she said, holding a large brown bag.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Salt." She told him.

"That's too salty!" he replied.

"Of course it is!" she said sarcastically.

"What about this?" Agatha asked, holding out a jar.

"Hmm." He said, grabbing the jar and downing it.

"What's that?" Donna asked.

"Anchovies." Agatha replied.

The Doctor gestured again, hands up, palms out before shaking them slightly.

"What is it?" Donna asked. "What else? It's a song. 'Mammy'. I don't know, 'Camp town Races'?"

From the corner of her eyes, she saw her friend's shaking intensifying.

"Camp town Races?" the Doctor demanded.

"Well, all right then." Donna shot back. "Towering Inferno."

"It's a shock!" the Doctor told her. "Look! Shock! I need a shock!"

"I'm sorry Theta…" Lu said, moving over to stand in front of him.

"Why?"

"I love you…" she murmured into his ear before placing her lips against his softly. Luckily, it was enough of a shock to complete the process though he didn't want to part from her so he pulled her closer to him, moulding their bodies together as she hummed lightly. Between the two of them, they could feel an electric sort of feeling build up until the Doctor was forced away, his head thrown back as a black smoke escaped from his mouth. When it finally disappeared, he groaned quietly.

"Ah! Detox." He said, wiping his mouth. "I must do that more often."

He glanced over at Luna who was staring at him, her eyes filled with tears but a small smile on her face. Leaping forward, he swept her off of her feet then span them both around on the spot, causing her to squeal happily before he closed the distance once more, silencing her with a kiss which she fully returned.

"I love you too Loony… Is something wrong?" he told her when they parted, his eyes soft as they gazed into hers.

"Don't ever do that again."

"Promise."

"And god, you taste awful."

"Doctor, you and Luna are impossible!" Agatha said. "She has such a vast knowledge and you can survive cyanide!"

She turned to Donna.

"What are they?" she demanded.

Donna opened her mouth, ready to reply but when she saw them stood there, the Doctor smiling down at his best friend, her returning it though she had her tongue stuck out, another came to mind.

"They're… in love."

They all sat around the dinner table as a thunderstorm raged outside. The Doctor sat with Luna and Donna on either side of him. Beneath the table, the Doctor had his hand clasped tightly with his love's and refused to let it go, even when she tried to take a drink of the wine they'd served with the meal.

"A terrible day for all of us." He said.

"The professor struck down, Miss Chandrakala cruelly taken away from us. And yet, we still sit and take dinner." Lu finished off.

"We are British, Doctor." Lady Eddison told him. "What else must we do?"

"And then someone tried to poison me…" The Doctor continued. "Any one of you had the chance to put cyanide in my drink. But it rather gave me an idea."

"And what would that be?" Golightly asked.

"Well, poison." He replied.

Everyone but him stopped eating. Instead, Luna stared at him, her eyes as wide as the dinner plates they ate off of.

"Please tell me that you didn't put bloody cyanide in my soup… You might be able to survive it but I can't and neither can my best friend so if you have, I will murder you." Donna couldn't help but freeze at the seriousness in her tone. At that moment, she sounded as though she would do that.

"Drink up." He said as they looked at him. "I've laced the soup with pepper."

"Ah, I thought it was jolly spicy." Hugh said.

"But the active ingredient of pepper is piperine." The Doctor said.

"Oh, I get it! It's that stuff they put in insecticides!" Luna cried, happy that she guessed his master plan before he revealed to everyone, just as thunder cracked.

"So, has anyone got the shivers?" he asked.

Thunder crashed again and the lights went out. One of the windows burst open and the wind snuffed out the candles.

"What the deuce is that?" Hugh demanded.

"Listen!" the Doctor ordered. "Listen! Listen! Listen!"

There was a loud buzzing.

"No…" Lady Eddison said. "No, it can't be!"

"Show yourself, demon!" Agatha demanded, standing up.

"Nobody move!" the Doctor ordered. "No, don't! Stay where you are!"

The Vespiform showed itself.

Greeves quickly pulled Dona from out of the room, the Doctor and Luna grabbing Agatha and pulling her out of the room to avoid anyone being injured.

"Out!" he shouted. "Out! Out! Out! Out!"

When they finally got into the hallway, the butler and Donna were waiting.

"I'll cover you, Agatha." The Doctor said as Luna ran to the wall and grabbed a pair of old, and priceless, sword from the wall, handing one over to him. "You've got a long, long, life to lead yet."

"Lord, we haven't done something like this since… Sherwood forest?" she asked, grinning over to her friend though there was slight hesitation in it. Even Donna could see her hand trembling. It wasn't her fault, she was petrified of thunder storms.

"Well, we know the butler didn't do it." Donna said.

"It's never the butler." Luna told her.

"Well if it's never the butler," the Doctor said. "Then who is it?"

He rushed back into the room and they followed.

When they arrived, the Vespiform was gone. A second later, the lights came back on.

"My jewellery…" Lady Eddison gasped, feeling her neck. "The Firestone-it's gone! Stolen!"

"Roger." Davenport said sadly, suddenly.

They all looked over and Robina screamed. Lady Eddison got up and moved around the table.

"My son…" she cried. "My child!"

There was Roger, face down in the soup, a knife in his back.

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