"I had a dream," the Doctor said as soon as he opened his eyes
"and you had it beneath the time rotor...why?" she asked
"I didn't mean too" he pouted as he hopped up and began running around the console "do you think your dad will be up for babysitting? Where is he?"
"New Orleans and yes, why? Is this to do with your dream?" she wondered
He nodded "we're going somewhere dangerous, so it's best if the kids weren't there for it"
"where?" she questioned her eyes narrowed
"Skaro," he said nervously, and she hummed
"I'm sure father will be happy to babysit" she agreed "I won't let our kids anywhere near Daleks until they're at least four hundred, dangerous things"
"agreed sweetheart," he said as he landed the TARDIS, she quickly gathered up their children before dropping them off at the abattoir for their father to babysit, he promised to take them out for ice cream and Davina was delighted to teach her baby cousins some magic. Morgana arched an eyebrow but figured it was better so long as they were supervised, when Kol offered she quickly hauled her twin in to actually supervise because the Gods know Kol would encourage them to burn the place down or perform some sacrificial ritual.
They passed the scenes of utter devastation, ignoring the rainfall as they walked inside the eyepiece of a giant statue of a dalek
"I got your message. Not many people can do that. Send me messages." The Doctor called out
"I have a daughter, Hannah. She's in a Dalek prison camp. They say you two can help." Darla said
"Do they? I wish they'd stop. I love your choice of meeting place." The Doctor mused as he looked around, his shoulders tense
"They said I'd have to intrigue you, your wife follows where you lead" Darla said
Morgana sniffed haughtily "make me sound like a lost puppy"
"you are a lost puppy, puppy dog, puppy dog wolf" he rambled before coughing and pulling himself together "Skaro. The original planet of the Daleks. Look at the state of it. Who told you about me?" he demanded
"Does it matter?" Darla asked
He shrugged "Maybe not, but you're very well informed. If Hannah's in a Dalek prison camp, tell me, why aren't you?"
"I escaped." She answered easily
He chuckled bitterly "No. Nobody escapes the Dalek camps. You're very cold." He observed, his eyes darkening
"What's wrong?" Darla asked
"It's a trap." Morgana drawled, her eyes bleeding gold
"What is?" Darla checked
"You are, and you don't even know it." He answered as he pulled his wife back, as a Dalek eyepiece came out of her forehead, then a gun out of her right palm, shooting them both quickly and they collapsed
"So how much trouble are we in?" they heard Rory say as they were escorted to a white room by a Dalek
"How much trouble, Mister Pond?" her Dearest asked with a dramatic flair as they entered "Out of ten? Eleven."
"Hello, R" she greeted him as the ceiling opened and the floor rose, rising up into a large domed area with a multitude of Daleks in tiers, looking down on them, the white supreme Dalek was nearby along with an organic Dalek and the TARDIS
"Dalek Sec and Caan wouldn't happen to be around, would they? I think they're the only two Daleks I genuinely like" Morgana mused, smiling as she spotted Amy who hurried over to them
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Learning to Live
FanfictionMorrigan is a complex being, she was born a thousand years ago but still lived. She and her twin were the firstborns to Mikael and Esther, after the tragic loss of her twin the remaining Mikaelson clan fled to the new world where she became an olde...
