A/N:What!Twochapters inoneday! Is this for real?! The answer is yes, because I have extra time today and because the chapters of this story are normally going to be a lot shorter than the chapters for the first story. Anyway, I hope you enjoy your double upload!

Chapter 3 – Revenge is Best Left Unserved

"Fascinating," said the Doctor. He walked over to Castiel and putting on his glasses, leaned forward. "So you're an angel?"

Castiel nodded.

"Amazing! I didn't think you guys were around anymore."

"Cas, do you have any idea what's going on?" Aliea asked.

"I'm afraid so. Do you recall the Archangel Michael promising revenge on us last year?"

"Vaguely. Nothing ever came of it."

"That's because it is happening right now."

"Hold on," said Rose, "Back up a minute there. Who's Michael?"

Briefly, Aliea filled her and the Doctor in on the events of last year.

"So after you stopped this…apocalypse, this 'Michael' said he'd get you back?"

Aliea nodded.

"But what's that got to do with the Rift?"

"Michael caused a temporal anomaly in the rift," said Castiel, "This is what caused you and the Doctor to come through."

"But that can't be it," said Aliea, "He's got to be planning something else, right?"

Just as Castiel was about to reply, one of the scanners started beeping. Jack rushed over to it with the others not far behind. He typed something in. "Uh-oh. We've got a problem."

Aliea looked at the screen. It showed something far out in space, fast approaching. "What is that?"

"The last time I saw something like that, the earth was stolen. Doctor, tell me they aren't–"

"Daleks," said the Doctor grimly.

"What do they want here?" asked Gwen.

"The same thing that they always want. 'Exterminate'."

A moment passed as everything sank in.

"Was this Michael's plan?" Aliea asked.

Castiel nodded. "Yes. After all, it is an apocalypse, albeit a different kind."

"Well, what are we gonna do then?" Rose asked, "How're we gonna stop it?"

Aliea knew there was one person they needed if they wanted to stop the Daleks. "We can't. Not without help."

Jack seemed to sense what she was thinking. "Aliea, that might not be the best idea."

Aliea pulled out her cellphone and held it up. "We don't exactly have many other options."