Heaven and Hell

Expected Change

There was an evil glint in Missy's eyes. How many times had she contemplated killing that man? She'd lost count decades ago. But she'd never had the chance. She couldn't return to heaven even if she tried and Rassilon rarely made his rounds on Earth.
She stood up, striding over to the Doctor and wrapped her arms around his middle. "As much as I looooove that idea... I'd like to know how you plan on accomplishing that?"
He turned his head to look down at her over his shoulder, noticing her eyes glowing red and her fangs poking out beneath her ruby lips. He wasn't sure if she even realized her demon side was showing but it concerned him. The mere mention of that angel had her turning to the dark side again. He didn't like that. But he supposed he couldn't fault her. He felt a similar hatred for the man he hardly remembered. But that didn't mean he wanted to kill him per se, as he was sure Missy did. He just wanted him to pay for what he'd put them through.
"Missy..." He began, his tone warning. She tilted her head in response, seemingly confused. "Calm yourself."
"I'm perfectly calm." She hissed in return, letting go of him and taking a step back. She crossed her arms over her chest giving him a slightly irretated look. "I just asked a question."
"Your bloody fangs are showing!" He pointed out to her. "You're clearly not calm."
She threw her arms in the air with and exasperated sigh. "My bloody fangs are showing!?" She repeated in a mocking tone. "Well I'm sorry. Let me just go back to pretending I'm a normal human being. Whatever you wish."
"That's not what I meant..." He tried to protest but he knew she had a point. He had expected her to change her two thousand years of being a demon at the drop of a hat. And she'd tried, God knows she tried. But she was a demon. One of the worst of the worst to boot. So more often than not her little tells would slip out. She'd go a little farther than he'd wanted her to in a hunt. She'd go out at night and come back covered in blood from who knows what. It was her nature and he couldn't expect her to abandon it all so quickly just because he was back in her life. But he couldn't help but hope that she'd be good one day. For now he had her on a track that could lead to that. But it still involved death and destruction and as always she thrived during the thrill of the hunt. It had concerned him since the first time he saw her in action. And it concerned him even more now that he knew her true nature.
But she had never expected him to turn like her. She never even mentioned it. In fact, she had even been willing to die before losing him because of what she was. So he had to be lenient with her. That's why he never questioned when she came in covered in blood. Or when she got a little too excited over a dangerous hunt. She'd never expected him to change on a whim so why should he expect the same of her?
"I'm a bloody demon, theta! So I want to kill the bastard who did this to me! What do you care?" Missy hissed drawing him out of his thoughts and her eyes now blazing redder than they had been before. A trait he'd noticed whenever she was mad.
He ran a hand through his grey curls. He shouldn't have said anything. He had been the one to bring it up, knowing full well how she would take it. "You're right. I'm sorry." He sighed. He didn't want to fight with her, not right now. They'd bring things up again once he found a way to even get to Rassilon. For now, they were stuck on Earth waiting for their chance.
"Better be sorry." She growled more to herself then him as she turned back to the bed and threw herself down.
He felt a twinge of anger at her words but held his tongue. He knew some battles with her were best just to be left alone. He stalked over to the bed, trying his hardest not to let his anger show. He sat down beside her, watching her as she refused to make eye contact. "You're right, Missy. I'm sorry." He apologized again trying to get her attention. "Just forget it okay? I don't have any idea how to even do it. We'll just keep hunting for a while. Keep an ear out for any angel sightings, aye?"
Her eyes turned back to him, still not saying a word. She had quite the temper sometimes.
"Soon as we hear something we will check it out, okay?" He continued, trying to get something, anything out of her.
She gave him a short nod. "Aye." She finally agreed before turning over on her side so her back was facing him.
The Doctor let out a frustrated sigh. Tonight was going to be a long night.