Learning to Live

Chapter 112

"Móðir ek em stupiðr jeg beklager så mye, ek konfess þú eru superiorrinn" he pouted batting his eyelashes and looking ridiculous

"ek forgive þú sváss einn, hvernig megekr eigi?" Morgana hummed in amusement patting her darling son's cheek and he beamed pumping his fist in the air

"já! thank þú mamekr love þú" he placed a wet kiss on her cheek before falling back to walk with Lark

"Oi! What about me?" Dearest pouted playfully

"Love you too dad" Thor reassured him with a grin and he puffed up in pride "and of course I love my ickle baby brother!"

Lark's eyes widened and he lunged to be in the safe place of his mothers arms but Thor was too quick and wrapped his muscular arm around Loki's neck, scraping his knuckles playfully into his dark hair.

"Gerroff! Dad! Help!" Lark begged but Dearest cheerfully ignored his son- and Clara's weirded out expression- knocking on the door before hopping to the side, where he and sweetheart couldn't be seen, ushering the other three to do similarly.

Morgana rolled her eyes but didn't stop her Dearest from his fun, he was practically vibrating in glee. When his poor victim, Palmer stuck his head out, eyes glinting in curiosity behind his square frame glasses Dearest leapt into his way with a yell.

"Boo!" Morgana snickered at Palmer's surprised face, nearly jumping out of his brown blazer, Dearest carried on gleefully

"Hello, I'm looking for a ghost" he beamed "science or magic, either works"

"And you are?" Palmer asked calming down and staring at them suspiciously

"Ghostbusters." Clara was quick to jump on that joke though she received blank and unimpressed looks

"I'm the Doctor, this is my sweetheart, Morgana and our two children Lark and Thor" The Doctor introduced them, holding up his psychic paper

"Doctor what?" Palmer asked

"If you like." Dearest nodded along not really listening as he introduced Clara "And this is Clara."

"Might we come in?" Morgana asked sweetly, using compulsion on him

"Yes" Palmer nodded his head

"Wonderful!" Dearest cheered before grabbing his wife's hand and dragging her into the house, spotting a table of equipment and immediately heading over to play with the new toys.

"Ah, but you are very different. You are Major Alec Palmer. Member of the Baker Street Irregulars, the Ministry of Ungentlemanly Warfare. Specialised in espionage, sabotage and reconnaissance behind enemy lines. You're a talented watercolourist, professor of psychology and ghost hunter. Total pleasure. Massive." He grinned clapping his hands together, bouncing in excitement

"Dearest" Morgana hummed in amusement calming him down, he grinned playfully back at her.

"Actually, you're wrong. Professor Palmer spent most of the war as a POW." Emma Grayling chimed in as she looked at the...beings in front of her. She might only be a psychic but she knew humans when she saw them, they weren't that

The Doctor hummed in amusement before gently correcting her "Actually, that's a like told by a very brave man involved in very secret operations. The type of man who keeps a Victoria Cross in a box in the attic, eh? But you know that, because you're Emma Grayling, the Professor's companion."

"Assistant." Emma corrected with a frown on her face, she was really rather beautiful Morgana mused absently, mahogany brown hair and fair skin. Pretty as a picture. and clever too with that sharp, intelligent gleam in her eyes.