A/N: Ready for part 2? Well, here it is!

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ON THE PROWL

"I'm taking it slow, feeding my flame.
Shuffling the cards of your game.
And just in time, in the right place.
Suddenly I will play my ace."
– Blue Foundation: 'Eyes on Fire' (Life of A Ghost [2007])

Gun room

The Steward leads everybody towards the Estate's gunroom and starts handing out the contents of the gun cupboard to the men. The Doctor, who had refused to take a gun, removes the shackles from everybody's wrists using his sonic screwdriver.

"Arms, and you five," The Steward barks out his orders. "Ready, everyone?" The armed men all nod, while the women all look at them nervously. The Stewart then addresses Lady Isobel. "Take the girls. Get them out through the kitchen." He suggests, but Isobel hesitates and turns towards her husband, looking fearful but determined.

"I can't leave you. What will you do?" She questions him. MacLeish swallows hard in his fear and guilt but looks resolute.

"I must defend her Majesty." He tells his wife, grimly. "Now, don't think of me, just go." Isobel hesitates for a split second before nodding and pulling her husband in for a quick but loving kiss. She then turns and rallies together the housemaids.

"All of you, at my side. Come on!" She orders, and then she and the maids take off down the corridor towards the kitchen, passing by the Doctor, who was taking off Katy and Rose's manacles. All three of them were in the middle of catching up the Doctor on what was going on in his absence.

"It could be any form of light modulated species triggered by specific wavelengths," The Doctor theorised. "Did it say what it wanted?" Katy and Rose massaged their slightly bruised and sore wrists.

"The Queen, the Crown, the throne – you name it," Katy responded. The Doctor's face immediately became grim. Suddenly, there is a loud crash of something bursting through a wooden door. The Doctor goes to investigate and freezes when he sees the werewolf at the other end of the passageway. Immediately, he turns and runs back into the gun room and grabs both Katy and Rose, protectively.

"Incoming!" The Doctor announces, and the Stewart gives the signal.

"Fire! Fire!"

Kitchen

Isobel and the housemaids get to the kitchen and make a beeline for the outside door. But as Isobel twisted the knob to get it open, she found, to her horror and despair that the door would not open.

"It won't open. They've sealed us in!" Isobel realised. Flora, who was the closest to the kitchen window, looks out and gasps in fear.

"Oh, my Lady. Look!" She gestures frantically out the window with an outstretched finger as Isobel came to investigate what Flora had seen. Monks, dressed in their traditional orange Tibetan robes, and armed with the soldier's rifles, stood outside facing the backdoor. "They'll never let us out. They mean for us to die!" Flora whimpered.

Isobel turns and looks at her sternly.

"Don't say that, Flora!"

Gunroom

With the werewolf kept at bay momentarily, due to the gunfire the Stewart and the other men had shot at him, the Doctor immediately took charge. He turns to address them.

"All right, you men. We should retreat upstairs. Come with me." He urges, but the Stewart instantly rebuffs him.

"I'll not retreat. The battle's done. There's no creature on God's Earth that could survive such an assault." He insists, much to the Doctor's exasperation and frustration.

"I'm telling you, come upstairs!"

"And I'm telling you, sir. I will sleep well tonight with that thing's hide upon my wall." He cocks his revolver and heads back out into the corridor. Katy shakes her head in despair.

"Bloody fool. He's going to get himself killed!" She exclaims loud enough for only Rose and the Doctor to hear. The Stewart pulls a triumphant, if slightly puzzled face as he looks back at them.

"It must have crawled away to die," He mused. Then without warning, he is hoisted, screaming, up to the ceiling. The Doctor's eyes widen in horror and anguish.

"There's nothing we can do!" He states, regretfully. Katy cringes and turns a sickly green hue when she hears the sounds of snarling, agonised screams, and wet meat being ripped apart.

"Oh, God…" She whimpers, fearfully.

The Doctor seizes Katy and Rose by their hands and takes off running down the corridor, with MacLeish hot on their heels. He pulls Katy closer to him so he could whisper reassuringly to her.

"Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you or Rose, sweetheart." He promises, just barely keeping the fear he was also feeling under wraps.

Kitchen

Isobel and the housemaids jerk their heads in the direction of gunshot fire and shouting that could suddenly be heard.

"Did they kill it?" Flora asks, hopefully.

Thudding footprints come closer to the kitchen, and Isobel cradles her absolutely petrified housemaids to her, like a mother would to her frightened babe to protect it, and squeezes her eyes shut, anticipating the worst. The werewolf enters, and all the women freeze. However, the werewolf merely sniffs the air before promptly turning and leaving.

Isobel looks up, relieved but deeply confused.

Staircase

The Doctor, Katy, Rose, and MacLeish, come running down the corridor and come across a wary, concerned Victoria at the top of the staircase.

"Your Majesty?" MacLeish called out, in confusion. "Your Majesty!"

"Sir Robert? What's happening?" Victoria demands, coming down the stairs towards them. "I heard such terrible noises." She looked at them for any explanation they could offer.

"Your Majesty, we've got to get out." MacLeish informs her, then frowns, remembering what had been happening in the dining room before he and the Doctor had raced off to rescue the prisoners trapped down in the cellar. "But what of Father Angelo? Is he still here?"

"Captain Reynolds disposed of him." Victoria confirmed, indicating to Reynolds who was standing beside her. The Doctor approaches, having returned from looking outside a nearby window that overlooked the front door.

He had a pained look on his face.

"The front door's no good, it's been boarded shut." He announces before looking apologetically at the Queen. "Pardon me, Your Majesty. You'll have to leg it out of a window."

Drawing Room

The group make their way towards the nearby drawing room, going towards the nearest window. MacLeish, trying to make amends for trapping Victoria in this situation in the first place, addresses her once again.

"Excuse my manners, Ma'am, but I shall go first, the better to assist Her Majesty's egress." He explains, and thankfully Victoria doesn't take offence. In fact, she looked rather relieved.

"A noble sentiment, my Sir Walter Raleigh." She nods graciously. The Doctor wades in to hurry them along. But in the process forgets his false Scottish burr in his anxiety and desire to move on.

"Yeah, any chance you could hurry up?" He wonders, flatly. Katy wanted to slap a hand to her forehead in response to the Doctor's slip up as Victoria looks at him suspiciously, but hastily dismisses it, as they had bigger problems to deal with. MacLeish opens the window and goes to stick a leg out. He hastily yanks his leg back in when the monks stationed outside immediately open fire. The Doctor cautiously sneaks a peak outside. "I reckon the monkey boys want us to stay inside."

"Do they know who I am?" Victoria demanded, appalled.

Katy wades forward.

"That's precisely the point, Ma'am," She confirms as Victoria trains her outraged look upon her. "Keeping you trapped in here is exactly what they want."

"The wolf's lined you up for a…" Rose hesitates then swallows and finishes her explanation. "… a biting."

"Stop this talk," Victoria scoffs disbelievingly. "There can't be an actual wolf." All heads snap in the direction of a wolf's howl, contradicting Victoria's words. Rose looks at the Doctor.

"What do we do?"

"We run." The Doctor confirms, grimly.

"Is that it?" Rose sneers, a little disappointed with the Doctor's answer, having hoped that he had a plan like he usually did. The Doctor just looks at her like she was an idiot.

"You got any silver bullets?" Katy questions, hotly.

"Not on me, no," Rose retorts, tartly. The Doctor jumps in before a one-sided fight could break out between the sisters.

"There we are then, we run." He concludes, then turns towards a mistrusting Victoria who was eyeing him with a frown. "Your Majesty, as a Doctor, I recommend a vigorous jog." He runs on the spot in a demonstration, much to the consternation of Victoria. "Good for the health. Come on!"

He leads the way up the staircase. However, they just make it to the top of the staircase when the werewolf suddenly smashes its way out of below stairs and follows them. Looks of absolute horror cross all of their faces when they hear him following them rapidly up the staircase.

"Come on! Come on!" The Doctor hastens.

Library corridor

The werewolf is almost on them when Reynolds suddenly turns and shoots at him.

He retreats.

"I'll take this position and hold it. You keep moving, for God's sake!" He informs the Doctor, Katy, Rose, and MacLeish before turning and respectfully addressing a slightly winded Victoria, who was protectively clutching her handbag to her chest. "Your Majesty, I went to look for the property and it was taken. The chest was empty."

"I have it. It's safe." Victoria reassures her Captain, who nods looking relieved.

"Then remove yourself, Ma'am." Reynolds directs his attention on the Doctor, looking at him sternly. "Doctor, you stand as Her Majesty's Protector." He instructs before turning and glaring at MacLeish. "And you, Sir Robert, you're a traitor to the crown."

MacLeish looks ashamed.

"Bullets can't stop it!" The Doctor pointed out, frantically.

"They'll buy you time." Reynolds dismisses him, cocking his gun. "Now run!"

Library

The Doctor indicates for the rest of them to run, as Reynolds turns his attention on the werewolf who makes a reappearance after a brief time out to recover from being shot at. However, Rose foolishly remains behind in the corridor, watching him.

"Rose! Come on!" Katy once again hisses at her sister to stop being foolish and hurry up. Reynolds empties his revolver at the werewolf who sprints at him, before it pounces and rips him apart.

"Rose!" The Doctor and Katy shout at the wide-eyed blonde before the Doctor drags her inside the room.

"Barricade the door!" MacLeish instructs and everyone except for Victoria, do so. Katy then turns on Rose, angrily.

"Are you mental?! What the hell were you thinking?!"

"Wait a minute. Shush, shush. Wait a minute." The Doctor interrupts, and they all fall silent. Reynold's agonised screams had stopped and all they could hear was one lonely howl. "It's stopped." The Doctor guesses, then stiffens when he hears the werewolf sniff at the door, then retreat. He relaxes a little. "It's gone."

"No, wait. Listen." Katy pipes up. There are footsteps and growls coming from outside the walls as the werewolf walks around the room. The Doctor turns to MacLeish.

"Is this the only door?"

"Yes," MacLeish confirms. Then his eyes widen in horror. "No!" He quickly scrambles towards an adjoining door, followed quickly by the Doctor, who helps him barricade it with more furniture.

"Shush!" Katy hisses urgently. The noises continue outside the walls.

"I don't understand. What's stopping it?" Rose questioned. The Doctor's quick eyes darted about the room, trying to figure out what seemed out of place, and Katy followed his example, despite not having her own Time Lord eyes just yet.

"Something inside this room," He realises, getting increasingly frustrated. "What is it? Why can't it get in?"

"Tell you what, though." Rose pipes up, drawing their attention.

"What?" The Doctor prompts, distractedly.

"Werewolf." Rose lets out a shaky laugh, earning a half-hearted grin from the Doctor and a look of disgust from her sister and from Queen Victoria.

"I know." He turns his attention on both girls, flinching a little at the furious expression on his girlfriend's face. "You both alright?"

"I'll live." Katy was very short. She loved the Doctor with all her heart[s], but there were times when he deeply exasperated her with his extremely thoughtless actions and words, and inappropriate moments of amusement.

"I'm okay, yeah." Rose nodded. MacLeish looked like he was at his wit's end and groveled before the Queen.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am. It's all my fault. I should have sent you away. I tried to suggest something was wrong. I thought you might notice." Katy's heart went out to the poor man; she now realised that his ill-thought-out actions were that of someone being held hostage and trying to save the life of someone he loved dearly. "Did you think there was nothing strange about my household staff?"

"Well, they were bald, athletic. Your wife's away. I just thought you were happy." The Doctor mused.

"Doctor!" Katy exclaimed, appalled.

"I'll tell you what though, Ma'am, I bet you're not amused now," Rose piped up with a tired grin, looking at the Queen hintingly.

Now this was the last straw.

"Rose! Seriously, enough!" Katy reprimanded. Apparently, the Queen seconded this.

"Do you think this is funny?" She glared at Rose, sharply. Rose, who had been glaring back at her sister, immediately backed down when she realised that the Queen had agreed with her sister and also had enough of her.

"No, Ma'am. I'm sorry." Rose mumbled meekly.

"What, exactly, I pray tell me, someone, please. What exactly is that creature?" Victoria demanded, beyond livid. The Doctor stepped up to explain.

"You'd call it a werewolf, but technically it's more of a lupine wavelength haemovariform."

'A what?' Katy couldn't help but ponder, giving the Doctor a quizzical look behind his back.

"And should I trust you, sir? You who change your voice so easily?" The Doctor's eyes widened. "What happened to your accent?"

"Oh right, sorry, that's—" He babbled, looking like a properly chastised child.

"I'll not have it!" Victoria growled. "No, sir. Not you, not that thing, none of it. This is not my world."

Kitchen

Still puzzling over what had stopped the werewolf in his tracks, before making an about face and retreating, Isobel was searching around the kitchen, trying to locate the source. It wasn't until she looked out of the window once again at the monks, who were still stationed there with guns, that she noticed that all of them were wearing something draped over their shoulders.

Her eyes widened in realisation.

"Mistletoe," She muttered in disbelief. "They're all garlanded in mistletoe and the wolf doesn't attack them." Something green catches her attention out the corner of her eye and she turns and spots mistletoe on the kitchen counters. "Who brought this into the kitchen?" She asks.

Flora and the other housemaids look at the plant with confusion.

"It must've been the brethren," Flora guessed. Isobel's face lights up triumphantly, and she reaches forward and snatches up a handful of the mistletoe within her reach.

"Gather it up. Quickly. Every last scrap." She instructs, and the housemaids immediately obey her. "Quick, now!"

Library

Sensing that he was in the doghouse with Katy, and she probably didn't want a bar of him at the moment, the Doctor continued his search into what was stopping the werewolf from barreling in and ripping all of them apart. Like Isobel, he immediately spots something shaped like a plant out the corner of his eye. The Doctor turns and notices a carving of mistletoe on the door.

"Mistletoe?" The Doctor mutters curiously, grabbing the attention of Katy, who was the only one close enough at that moment to hear him. "Sir Robert," MacLeish raises his head and looks at the Doctor in acknowledgement. "Did your father put that there?" He points towards the mistletoe wood carving.

MacLeish studies the carving with confusion.

"I don't know. I suppose." He gets to his feet to face the Doctor properly. The Time Lord bounces over towards the other door in his usual exuberance to examine it.

He smiles triumphantly.

"On the other door, too." He muses, then frowns. "No, a carving wouldn't be enough. I wonder." The Doctor jumps up the barricade of furniture and licks the woodwork.

Katy makes a revolted face.

"Did you seriously just lick that?" Then she remembered when the Doctor dabbed a finger into human blood and sampled it also, just to make clarification. "No, never mind. Forget I said anything." She amended, sheepishly. It must've been a Time Lord thing that she was yet to learn about. The Doctor furrowed his forehead, trying to figure out exactly what he was sampling before grinning.

"Viscum album, the oil of the mistletoe." He revealed, causing both Katy and Rose to come closer to him to hear what he had to add to that discovery, realising that he was on to something important. "It's been worked into the wood like a varnish." The Doctor looks at MacLeish, impressed. "How clever was your dad? I love him." Katy, despite how angry she was with him, couldn't help but let a small, amused smile spread across her face, as she observed his 'eureka' moment. "Powerful stuff, mistletoe. Bursting with lectins and viscotoxins."

"And the wolf's allergic to it?" Rose questioned.

"Well, it thinks it is. The monkey monk monks need a way of controlling the wolf, maybe they trained it to react against certain things." The Doctor theorises.

"Nevertheless, that creature won't give up, Doctor, and we still don't possess an actual weapon." MacLeish points out.

"Oh, your father got all the brains, didn't he?" The Doctor retorted, sarcastically. Rose elbows him in the ribs.

"You're being rude again."

"Good. I meant that one," The Doctor dismissed Rose's chiding. "You want weapons? We're in a library. Books! Best weapons in the world. This room's the greatest arsenal we could have." The Doctor bounds over to the nearest bookshelf and pulls down some books. He turns and throws some to Rose. "Arm yourself."

Rose looked like she'd rather do anything else, but sighed resignedly and wonders over to a nearby chair and sinks down on it, cracking open the book and beginning to read. The Doctor pulls another book from the shelf and turns towards Katy, who was watching him with a raised eyebrow. He sobers a little, and walks over to her, holding out the book with a pleading, but tender look on his face.

"Thank you," Katy accepted the book, earning a relieved smile from the Doctor, who then promptly turned back to the bookcase. Katy shook her head in exasperation before opening the book herself and beginning to read.

Kitchen

Pots of boiling water were bubbling away on stovetops. The housemaids are chopping up what remained of the mistletoe the brethren had left behind during their preparations. Flora looks up from her work and pauses for a moment to listen.

"There's no sound of the wolf, my Lady. Perhaps it's gone?" Flora ponders hopefully. But Isobel shakes her head.

"Perhaps it's toying with us." Isobel counters, sternly. "But my husband's up there, and if there's any chance he's still alive, then by God, I'll assist him." She stated with fierce determination as she tosses her chopped handful of mistletoe into one of the pots of boiling water.

Library

Book after book comes off the shelf, only to be rejected as the Doctor, Katy, Rose, and MacLeish search for some answers to their werewolf problem. It is a bit of a frustrating situation, but their instinct to survive overrides the desire to stop.

"Biology, zoology." Rose pauses with the second book and opens it. "There might be something on wolves in here." She scans the contents.

"Hold on, what about this?" the Doctor calls out, reaching for a book that had caught his eye. "A book on mistletoe."

"A book on magic." Katy mutters, flicking through the book in her hands.

"Some form of explosive." MacLeish pipes up.

"Hmm, that's the sort of thing." The Doctor lit up when he came across a book and immediately pulled it down and started flicking through it.

"Wolf's bane," Rose looks up at the Doctor inquiringly. "What about that?" But the Doctor wasn't listening, already focused on the book he had in his hand as he went over to MacLeish to show him what he had uncovered.

"Look what your old dad found," the Doctor stated. "Something fell to Earth." Katy looked up from the book she was reading from and listened in.

"A spaceship?" Rose questioned.

"A shooting star," MacLeish corrects her and starts reading the passage in the book the Doctor was holding up. "In the Year of our Lord 1540, under the reign of King James the Fifth, an almighty fire did burn in the pit." He looked up in recognition. "That's the Glen of Saint Catherine just by the monastery."

"But that's over three hundred years ago," Katy pointed out. "What's it been waiting for?"

"Maybe just a single cell survived," the Doctor theorised once again. "Adapting slowly down the generations, it survived through the humans, host after host after host." He read from the book.

"But why does it want the throne?" MacLeish frowned.

"That's what it wants. It said so." Rose reminded them. "The, the Empire of the Wolf."

"Imagine it. The Victorian Age accelerated. Starships and missiles fueled by coal and driven by steam, leaving history devastated in its wake." The Doctor was fascinated by the idea, despite how obviously very wrong it could be if it actually happened. Victoria, who had been quiet and keeping to herself the entire time they had been trapped in the library, suddenly speaks up.

"Sir Robert," Everyone turns and looks at her. "If I am to die here—"

"Don't say that, Your Majesty." MacLeish begs, coming over to reassure his liege. Victoria frowns indignantly, taking in a few deep breaths before continuing what she was saying.

"I would destroy myself rather than let that creature infect me." Victoria states, evenly. "But that's no matter. I ask only that you find some place of safekeeping for something far older and more precious than myself." She picks up her handbag and snaps it open, reaching inside it to pull out something else. The Doctor frowns at her, slightly annoyed.

"Hardly the time to worry about your valuables."

"Thank you for your opinion," Victoria retorts back, looking at him with deep dislike. "But there is nothing more valuable than this…" She pulls out the finest white 105.6 carat diamond. The Doctor, Katy, and Rose stare at the diamond with widened eyes of complete awe and amazement.

"Blimey…" Katy blurted out, earning a slight smirk from Victoria.

"Indeed, child."

"Is that the Koh-I-Noor?" Rose asked.

"Oh, yes." The Doctor confirmed. "The greatest diamond in the world."

"Given to me as the spoils of war," Victoria explained, almost reverently. "Perhaps its legend is now coming true." The three of them look up at the Queen, looking quizzically at her. "It is said that whoever owns it must surely die."

"Well, that's true of anything if you own it long enough." The Doctor conceded, before reaching out a hand to the Queen. She immediately pulls back the Koh-I-Noor protectively, eyeing the Doctor cautiously. "Can I?" He asks, politely. Victoria hesitates for a moment longer before eventually handing the Doctor the enormous diamond. The Doctor holds up the diamond into direct contact with the moonlight, and he and the sisters examine it. "That is so beautiful." The Doctor marvels.

"And we're lucky enough to see it for ourselves," Katy added.

"How much is that worth?" Rose asked with genuine curiosity.

"They say the wages of the entire planet for a whole week." The Doctor responded, as the Koh-I-Noor refracts rainbows upon his skin. Rose nudges Katy in the ribs.

"Good job mum's not here. She'd be fighting the wolf off with her bare hands for that thing." Rose joked, and Katy nodded in agreement.

"And she'd win." The Doctor pointed out, amused.

MacLeish was glancing about the room, looking nervous.

"Where is the wolf? I don't trust this silence." He mused, trying to steer the conversation back to their current problem with the werewolf. But he is unfortunately, ignored.

"Why do you travel with it?" The Doctor looks up at Victoria questioningly.

"My annual pilgrimage," Victoria explains. "I'm taking it to Helier and Carew, the Royal Jewelers at Hazelhead. The stone needs recutting."

"Oh, but it's perfect." Katy was surprised.

"My late husband never thought so," Victoria recalled fondly. The Doctor immediately perked up at this.

"Now, there's a fact," He tells the sisters. "Prince Albert kept on having the Koh-I-Noor cut down. It used to be forty percent bigger than this. But he was never happy. Kept on cutting and cutting." He lectured, twisting the diamond around as he continued examining it.

"He always said the shine was not quite right," Victoria added. "But he died with it still unfinished."

"Unfinished," The Doctor paused at this, and his face lit up in yet another 'eureka' moment. "Oh, yes!" He unceremoniously throws the diamond back at Victoria, whose eyes widen in alarm when she catches it, shocked by the Doctor's treatment of such a precious stone. "There's a lot of unfinished business in this house," He realised. "His father's research," the Doctor indicates to MacLeish. "And your husband, Ma'am, he came here and the sought the perfect diamond." The Doctor started pacing, trying to connect all the evidence they had accumulated so far. "Hold on, hold on. All these separate things, they're not separate at all, they're connected." He said, calculatingly. "Oh, my head, my head. What if this house, it's a trap for you. Is that right, Ma'am?"

"Obviously." Both Victoria and Katy stated at the same time.

"At least, that's what the wolf intended." The Doctor continued, like neither Victoria nor Katy had said anything. "But, what if there's a trap inside the trap?" He trailed off.

"You've lost us completely, Doctor." Katy pointed out.

"Explain yourself," Victoria requests in agreement. The Doctor starts pacing once again, getting increasingly frustrated because the answer was very obviously on the tip of his tongue and just out of reach.

"What if his father and your husband weren't just telling each other stories?" He stated, hypothetically. "They dared to imagine all this was true, and they planned against it, laying the real trap not for you, but for the wolf." Plaster dust suddenly falls from the ceiling, causing everybody to look up to the dome's skylight. Katy and Rose immediately pale, and the Doctor's eyes widen in alarm. "That wolf there," He needlessly indicates.

The glass in the skylight begins to crack underneath the werewolf's weight.

"Oh, no!" Katy cries out.

"Out! Out! Out!" The Doctor shouts, as they all stampede towards one of the barricaded doors, shoving furniture out of the way in their desperate attempt to escape.

Library corridor

The Doctor shuts the mistletoe doors on the werewolf, and sprints after the others, blurring by the Queen and MacLeish in order to catch up with Katy and Rose. After all, the girls' safety was his priority.

"Your Majesty!" MacLeish goes over to aid the Queen and help her run down the corridor.

"Get to the Observatory!" The Doctor yells over his shoulder at them. Suddenly, the werewolf bursts out from out of nowhere in front of both Katy and Rose and snarled at them. Both girls scream and try to protect one another. "NO!" the Doctor screams in horror, fearing the worst, before Isobel appears and throws a pan of steaming liquid over the werewolf. It lets out a startled whine, before retreating. The Doctor runs up to Katy and Rose, wrapping them both into a tight hug, looking relieved. Both girls cling tightly to the Doctor, shaking in fear, as he reassures them soothingly and places a hard kiss in the middle of Katy's forehead. "Thank God!" He murmurs into her hair, and grins at Isobel. "And good shot!" He congratulates her ladyship.

Flora steps into the corridor behind Isobel, looking relieved that her Lady's plan had actually worked.

"It was mistletoe." She explains, as MacLeish finally catches up with Victoria trailing behind looking concerned.

"Isobel!" He flings his arms around his wife and the couple kiss each other. "Now, get back downstairs." He suggests, and Isobel nods.

"Keep yourself safe."

"Now go," MacLeish urges, not really promising anything Katy noted with dismay. Isobel rounds up the housemaids once again, turning them back the way they came.

"Girls, come with me. Down the back stairs, back to the kitchens. Quickly!" They leave, and the Doctor breaks off from Katy and Rose after making sure they were alright for the time being, taking charge once again.

"Come on!"

"The observatory's this way." MacLeish directs traffic and they carry on up the staircase as the werewolf recovers.

Outside the observatory

The Doctor runs up to the doors leading into the observatory and examines them, nodding when he realised that his hypothesis had turned out to be accurate. He turns to the rest of them.

"No mistletoe on these doors because your father wanted the wolf to get inside," The Doctor realises. "I just need time." He turns to MacLeish. "Is there any way of barricading this?" MacLeish suddenly had a look of resignation on his face that Katy didn't like, and she knew that he was about to do something very heroic that would most likely cost him his life.

MacLeish squares his shoulders and gives the Doctor a fierce look.

"Just do your work and I'll defend it," MacLeish tells the Doctor, whose face falls when he comes to the same conclusion that Katy does.

"If we could bind them shut with rope or something …" The Doctor attempted to persuade him otherwise, but MacLeish's mind was very obviously made up.

"I said, I'd find you time, Sir." MacLeish reiterated firmly, and the Doctor's face sobers in resignation, and reluctant respect. "Now get inside."

"Good man." The Doctor nods and walks towards the observatory, followed by Rose and Victoria. Katy, however, doesn't immediately follow. Instead, she walks over to the obviously scared but determined Lord.

"You don't have to do this, you know." She reminds him, quietly.

MacLeish lets out a scathing laugh, as tears started welling up in his eyes; knowing damn well that he was never going to see his wife's face again. He turns and looks at Katy, appreciative but resolute.

"It's my fault that this all happened. I intend to do what is right to defend my Queen and country." Katy nodded, tears also welling up in her eyes too. "But thank you." MacLeish tells her. Then Katy, damning propriety and what was deemed acceptable for this time period, goes over and plants a kiss on MacLeish's cheek.

He looks at her, shocked.

"God be with you," Katy whispers before turning and going into the observatory, ignoring the quiet expression on the Doctor's face.

Observatory

The Doctor closes the door on MacLeish, ignoring the feelings of guilt creating knots in his stomach unpleasantly, and turns towards Victoria.

"Your Majesty, the diamond." He requests, firmly.

"For what purpose?" Victoria demands. The Doctor glances at the telescope as he responds to Victoria's question.

"The purpose it was designed for." He said, indicating to the telescope. Victoria, reluctantly hands over the Koh-I-Noor to the Doctor, while outside the observatory, MacLeish pulls down a sword from a display on the wall and stands ready as the werewolf makes its way up the stairs.

"Katy. Rose," The Doctor grabs their attention and indicates towards the control wheels of the telescope. He hands the Koh-I-Noor to Katy and indicates for Rose to help him start cranking it to raise it up. "Lift it. Come on." He urges, grunting because of how hard it was to turn the crank.

"Is this the right time for stargazing?" Rose questioned, skeptically.

"It is absolutely the right time." Katy answers her sister's question, fiercely.

Outside the observatory

The werewolf finally makes it to the top of the stairs and turns the corner, eying MacLeish hungrily as the Lord shudders, but stubbornly stands his ground against it.

"I committed treason for you," MacLeish snarls at the werewolf, who stalks closer to the frightened man. "But now my wife will remember me with honour!" The werewolf pounces, easily taking down MacLeish who cries out in agony as he is ripped apart.

Observatory

Katy whimpers beside the Doctor and turns her head away, tears streaming down her face. The Doctor and Rose were not looking much better, while Victoria holds up her jet cross and prays.

"You said this thing doesn't work," Rose reminded the Doctor as the three of them continue cranking up the telescope.

"It doesn't work as a telescope because that's not what it is," The Doctor explains. "It's a light chamber. It magnifies the light rays like a weapon." Rose's eyes widen in surprise. "We've just got to power up."

"It won't work," Rose insists. "There's no electricity." But she then pauses and realises something. "Moonlight. But the wolf needs moonlight. It's made by moonlight."

"You're seventy percent water but you can still drown," The Doctor points out, glaring at the moonlight up above them. "Come on! Come on!"

The moon shines down into the telescope lens and bounces between the prisms, magnifying as it goes. The werewolf finally manages to break into the room and immediately goes for Victoria, who raises an arm to shield herself against it. Katy hands the Koh-I-Noor to the Doctor who slides the diamond over to where the light hits the floor. It refracts upwards, catching the werewolf in its beam and lifting it up off the floor. The wolf turns back into the young monk Katy and Rose met back in the cellar, hanging as if crucified in mid-air.

"Make it brighter. Let me go." The young monk begs, and the Doctor adjusts the magnification on the eyepiece. The monk turns back into a wolf, lets out a howl and vanishes. Katy sags with relief, but then froze when she sees Victoria looking at something on her wrist with interest. She nudges the Doctor who looks at her, then at what she was looking at, and frowns.

"Your Majesty? Did it bite you?" The Doctor questions Victoria with concern.

"No, it's, it's a cut, that's all." Victoria responds hastily.

"If that thing bit you—" Katy speaks up, but Victoria immediately shuts her down.

"It was a splinter of wood when the door came apart. It's nothing." She reassures, dismissively.

"Let me see." The Doctor insists, but Victoria pulls away and steps out of reach.

"It is nothing."

Drawing Room

The next morning, in the presence of the whole household – including a mourning Lady Isobel, who was dressed a traditional black mourning dress; the Doctor, Katy, and Rose kneel before Victoria, who is armed with a ceremonial sword.

"By the power invested in me by the Church and the State, I dub thee Sir Doctor of TARDIS." Victoria taps the Doctor on both shoulders with the flat of the ceremonial sword. "By the power invested in me by the Church and the State, I dub thee Dame Rose of the Powell Estate." Victoria repeats the same on Rose's shoulders, before turning and smiling warmly at a solemn-faced Katy. "By the power invested in me by the Church and the State, I dub thee Dame Caitlyn of the Powell Estate. You may stand." She tells the trio after finishing with Katy.

All three of them rise to their feet.

"Many thanks, Ma'am." The Doctor nods his head reverently.

"Thanks. They're never going to believe this back home." Rose chirped excitedly, obviously itching to go back home and explain all this to Jackie and Mickey. Katy offered Victoria a small smile.

"Thank you, your Majesty." She said, graciously. The Doctor immediately speaks up, looking triumphant.

"Your Majesty, you said last night about receiving no message from the great beyond. I think your husband cut that diamond to save your life. He's protecting you even now, Ma'am, from beyond the grave." He tells her, and Victoria gives him a tight smile.

"Indeed." She acknowledges him, but then the smile falls from her face, replaced with a condemning frown. "Then you may think on this also. That I am not amused."

Rose's face lights up.

"Yes!" She whispers, ecstatic to have won the bet between her and the Doctor. But Katy, sensing a trap, wisely remains silent.

"Not remotely amused. And henceforth I banish you, and Dame Rose." Victoria declares, sobering both Rose and the Doctor right up.

"I'm sorry?" The Doctor blinked, looking genuinely confused. Victoria narrows her eyes at him.

"I have rewarded you, Sir Doctor, and now you and your companion are exiled from this empire, never to return." Victoria explains, and Rose frowns as she picks up on one thing that Victoria seemingly neglected to add.

"What about Katy?"

"Dame Caitlyn is free to come and go as she pleases. She will always be welcomed in this empire." Katy flushes in embarrassment, uncomfortable with being singled out like this while her boyfriend and Rose were being reamed out by Queen Victoria. She avoids eye contact with the both of them. "Throughout this entire ordeal, she alone was the only one of the three of you, who treated these violent events seriously and with both respect and dignity." Victoria turned kind eyes onto Katy and nodded. "And I commend you, for your service to the Crown, Dame Caitlyn."

Katy nodded but said nothing.

"I don't know what you are, the two of you, or where you're from, but I know that you consort with stars and magic and think it fun. But your world is steeped in terror and blasphemy and death, and I will not allow it." Victoria stated, angrily. "You will leave these shores and you will reflect, I hope, on how you came to stray so far from all that is good, and how much longer you may survive this terrible life."

Victoria then straightens up, summoning all the dignity she possessed and gave her final command.

"Now leave my world, and never return."

Scottish Highlands

A horse and cart travels across the highlands, carrying bales of hay, and also the Doctor, Katy, and Rose who were hitching a ride from a local farmer named Dougal. The TARDIS suddenly comes into view, and the Doctor taps the farmer on the shoulder to signal him to stop. His three passengers scramble off the back of the cart.

"Cheers, Dougal!" the Doctor thanks the farmer who doffs his cap in acknowledgement.

"Walk on." Dougal tells his horse, as the trio turn their backs on the retreating cart and start walking back towards the TARDIS.

During the journey back to their ship, the Doctor and Rose were in the middle of a discussion of Queen Victoria's history. Katy listened in, but remained silent, much to the concern of her boyfriend and the relief of her sister. To Rose, it meant an opportunity to try and charm her way into the Doctor's hearts through a 'stimulating' conversation, and she didn't want her sister – whom she truly believed was in the wrong for not sticking up for them when Queen Victoria banished her and the Doctor back at the Estate – butting in.

But to her frustration, the Doctor only seemed partly distracted throughout the conversation, despite adding to it with his own thoughts.

"No, the funny thing is, Queen Victoria did actually suffer a mutation of the blood," The Doctor told the sisters, looking a little perplexed. "It's historical record. She was haemophiliac. They used to call it the Royal Disease. But it's always been a mystery because she didn't inherit it. Her mum didn't have it, her dad didn't have it. It came from nowhere."

"What, and you're saying that's a wolf bite?" Rose sounded skeptical.

"Well, maybe haemophilia is just a Victorian euphemism." The Doctor hinted, and Rose's mouth dropped open in shock.

"For werewolf?"

"Could be." The Doctor shrugged, and Katy rolled her eyes. That seemed a little too unbelievable to be true.

"Queen Victoria's a werewolf?" Rose insisted.

"Could be," the Doctor continued to shrug, neither denying nor confirming it. "And her children had the Royal Disease. Maybe she gave them a quick nip."

"So, the Royal Family are werewolves?"

"Well, maybe not yet. I mean, a single wolf cell could take a hundred years to mature. Might be ready by, oh, early 21st century?" He hinted, and both Katy and Rose snorted in disbelief.

"Nah, that's just ridiculous!" Rose disagreed, then paused when a thought occurred to her. "Mind you, Princess Anne…"

"I'll say no more," The Doctor grinned in amusement. Katy sighed heavily and decided to wonder on a head now that the TARDIS was in close range. The Doctor's grin faded as he watched her go and disappear into the TARDIS.

He immediately looked worried.

Rose remained oblivious.

"And if you think about it, they're very private. They plan everything in advance. They could schedule themselves around the moon. We'd never know. And they like hunting!" Rose was getting more and more excited about this, but the Doctor was no longer really paying her any attention. "They love blood sports. Oh my God, they're werewolves!" She cackled in delight as the TARDIS dematerialises.

Somewhere in the Time Vortex

A short time later, the Doctor set the TARDIS to drift by herself in the vortex, while Rose declared she was tired and bid him goodnight before heading off to her room to sleep.

Katy was nowhere to be seen.

Once Rose was out of sight, the Doctor waited for a few minutes and closed his eyes, trying to sense where Katy might have disappeared off to. A few minutes passed before he finally pinpointed her location, and immediately took off down the staircase and into the TARDIS's labyrinthian-style corridors towards it.

Sanctuary Room

Katy sat on a rocky hillside, perched on top of a boulder with a strong wind blowing by, flinging her hair about, as she took in the extraordinary view of a lush, green Scottish valley down below her. Their unintended trip to Scotland inspired her, plus she really enjoyed the peace and quiet she needed to sort through her troubled thoughts relating to their recent adventure.

"Fancy finding you in here."

Katy glanced over to see the Doctor striding unhurriedly towards her, with his hands stuffed casually in the pockets of his suit jacket. His converse crunched over the scattered stones on the dirt path underneath his feet, and the strong breeze caught his slightly messy brown hair and messed it up even further.

"Hey, Doctor." Katy acknowledged him, before turning back to the view and huddling down into the heavy wool jacket she was wearing to stave off the brisk cold breeze. The Doctor looked down at her with sad, concerned brown eyes before coming over and taking a seat beside her on the boulder.

"That is a truly tremendous view," the Doctor complimented her. "Where are we exactly?"

"Lomond Trossachs in Scotland," Katy responded, quietly. "I saw a picture of this place on a computer screen and wanted to see if I could bring it to life in here." The Doctor nodded, impressed.

"Fair enough." There was an awkward silence for a few minutes before the Doctor eventually sighed and summoned up his courage to reveal his purpose of tracking Katy down. "Do you want to go home?"

"Beg your pardon?" Katy tore her attention away from the Scottish valley and blinked at him in astonishment.

"Well, I figured because you were so angry with me and Rose during this adventure, that you probably wanted to leave." The Doctor stammered, looking guilty.

"Do you want me to leave?" Katy questioned him, a little hurt.

"NO!" The Doctor was quick to answer, and Katy looked at him in both relief and amusement. "Of course, I don't want you to leave. It's just that—" Katy cut off the Doctor's babbling by reaching over and pulling his face towards her and kissing him tenderly and passionately on the lips. Although surprised and caught off guard, it only took the Doctor ten seconds to reciprocate willingly and pulled Katy closer to him.

Eventually, Katy gently pulled away and rested her head against the Doctor's forehead.

"I've always admired you and your compassion, selflessness, and determination, Doctor. But sometimes you can be really thick." Katy explained to him, giggling at the sheepish look on his face. "Did you seriously think that after everything that we've been through so far, that one minor incident like that is going to send me packing?"

"Well, I thought—" Katy placed a finger against the Doctor's lips to silence him.

"You thought wrong," She scolded him, then sighed heavily. "Look, Doctor, we've only just started this relationship together. Yeah, I was angry, but it's only natural that either one of us is going to stuff up somewhere along the line, and we'll end up being really pissed at each other. It doesn't mean that I'm going to pack it in and abandon you. Sweetie, when I said that I love you, I said it knowing that I was going to be in it for the long haul." The Doctor beamed with relief. "Do you understand?"

"I understand," The Doctor acknowledged. "I love you, too."

"Good. Glad we understand each other." Katy stated, before turning in the Doctor's embrace and leaning against him, appreciating the extra body warmth from him. They sat there on the boulder, enjoying the view and their company together, before eventually Katy yawned deeply. "I'm going to bed. Running for my life from a werewolf has tired me out. I'll see you later." She says to the Doctor, leaning in and kissing him one more time before turning and shuffling down the hill towards the Sanctuary Room door.

The Doctor watches her go with an affectionate smile on his face, relieved that his girlfriend was still sticking around. But he was still concerned, because Rose was getting a bit more aggressive with her flirtations, and he was unsure of how he was going to defuse that situation, since he and Katy agreed to keep their relationship a secret from Rose.

It would not end well, should the possessive blonde ever find out.

A/N: Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Stick around for the next chapter, it should be out soon. TTFN :)