The Sycorax chief roared and flung the electrified whip that he held towards us. I closed my eyes and turned my head to the side as I waited for the quick death that was to come from the horrible whip. When death didn't come though, I cracked open one of my eyes and peeked over at the Doctor in surprise since he held the whip in one of his hands. He pulled his arm from around my shoulder and walked forward towards the chief Sycorax with a frown.
"You could have someone's eye out with that," he told the alien in a serious voice.
"How dare-," the Sycorax started to say while lifting up his staff. The Doctor took the staff from the chief's hands and snapped it over his right knee. I couldn't help but smile at the mad Time Lord's actions that would surely get him killed if he wasn't careful.
After the Doctor threw the broken staff off to the side (almost hitting me, mind you), he turned back to the Sycorax and said, "You just can't get the staff." I glared at him for almost smacking me with a staff as he then continued. "Now, you just wait," he told the Sycorax. "I'm busy." The Sycorax chief gaped at the Doctor in surprise as the Time Lord pointed a finger at him and gave him a stern look before turning to Rose and Mickey with a wide smile. "Mickey, hello!" He then turned to Harriet and added, "And Harriet Jones, M.P. for Flydale North. Blimey! It's like This is Your Life."
I scratched the back of my head, lost for words. What the bloody hell was he going on about?!
The Doctor spun back to Rose and Mickey, though I saw his eyes dart between the two of them and me. "Tea! That's all I needed – good cup of tea – a superheated infusion of free radicals and tannin – just the thing for healing the synapses." He then suddenly turned serious and locked eyes with Rose. "Now, first things first – be honest…how do I look?"
"Um…different," Rose told him.
"Good different or bad different?" the Time Lord asked her.
Good different….of course I didn't express my thoughts aloud though.
"Just different," Rose replied.
"Am I…ginger?" he asked.
What?
Rose looked up at the Doctor's hair. "No, you're just sort of brown," she said as she brought a hand up to her own hair.
"Oh, I wanted to be ginger. I've never been ginger," the Doctor whined. He turned his back and walked a few steps away from Rose and Mickey. He then suddenly spun back on his heel and pointed a finger at Rose. "And you, Rose Tyler – fat lot of good you were! You gave up on me. Ooh, that's rude. Is that the sort of man I am now – am I rude? Rude and not ginger."
"You've got to be kidding me. The planet Earth is at risk and yet you're pouting about not being ginger? What the bloody hell is wrong with you?!" I exclaimed as I threw my hands up in the air in disbelief.
"Well, I've never been ginger before and it upsets me greatly," the Doctor explained to me.
I pinched the bridge of my nose. He's so serious…
"How is being not ginger even important right now?" I demanded. I marched up to him and looked up into his brown eyes.
"It's important to me," he told me.
"You. Are. Impossible." With each word I stabbed his chest with my finger.
The Doctor grinned and grabbed my hand in mid-stab. "Why, thank you. It's Krystal, isn't it?"
"I'm sorry," Harriet said. The Doctor and I both glanced over at her. "Who is this?" she asked looking at the Doctor. She then looked at me. "And who are you?"
I ripped my hand out of the Doctor's grip and waved my fingers at her. "Hello, Miss Jones. My name's Krystal." Harriet nodded back at me in acknowledgment.
"And I'm the Doctor," the Time Lord told her.
"He's the Doctor," Rose said.
"Well, what happened to my Doctor, or is it a title that's just passed on?" Harriet asked confused.
I'm going to take a guess that Harriet Jones must've met the Doctor while he was in a different Regeneration. Maybe even the Doctor's last one.
The Doctor walked around me and over towards Harriet. "I'm him. I'm literally him. Same man, new face – well, new everything," he explained to her with a grin.
"But you can't be," Harriet said. She acted like what he was telling her was impossible. Did she not see the alien spaceship that we were in?
"Harriet Jones…we were trapped in Downing Street, and the one thing that scared you wasn't the aliens, wasn't the war – it was the thought of your mother being on her own," he said to her.
"Oh, my God."
"Did you win the election?" The Doctor leaned forward towards her slightly with interested eyes and his hands stuffed in his dress robe's pockets.
Harriet grinned back at him and said in a giddy voice, "Landslide majority."
"If I might interrupt," the Sycorax chief said loudly, and quite rudely may I add.
The Doctor turned and faced the Sycorax and moved both of his hands behind his back. "Yes, sorry. Hello, big fella."
"Who exactly are you?" the Sycorax chief demanded.
"Well, that's the question."
"I demand to know who you are!" the chief roared.
The Doctor imitated the Sycorax's loud roaring voice and exclaimed, "I don't know!" He then changed back to his normal voice, which sounded like a combination between a Scottish accent and a British one, and continued. "See, that's the thing. I'm the Doctor, but beyond that, I-I just don't know." He stuffed his hands back in his pockets with a thoughtful expression on his face. "I literally do not know who I am."
"Oh Goddess help me," I muttered under my breath as he spoke. "I'm asking for the aid of a man who has no idea who he is."
"It's all untested. Am I funny? Am I sarcastic? Sexy?" At the word sexy, the Time Lord winked at Rose, who in return smiled, and clicked his tongue. I rolled my eyes at how he was flirting during an alien invasion. "Right old misery? Life and soul? Right-handed, left-handed? A gambler, a fighter, a coward, a traitor? A liar, a nervous wreck? I mean, judging by the evidence I've certainly got a gob."
"Is there a point to all your rambling?" I asked him. I'm not sure about him, but I was fairly certain that it was impossible to defeat an invasion of Sycorax by just talking their ears off. Correct me if I'm wrong, of course.
I was ignored as the Doctor gazed up the steps that he was now standing beside and saw something that caught his interest. He looked back over at the chief with a wide smile. "And how am I gonna react when I see this-" His smile grew as he pointed up the steps. "A great big threatening button?" The Time Lord started to laugh as he then ran up the stairs and to the button that he was talking about. The Sycorax chief, a few of his guards, and the four Humans ran after him. I followed as well but at a slower pace. "A great big threatening button which must not be pressed under any circumstances – am I right? Let me guess – it's some sort of control matrix, hmm? Hold on. What's feeding it?" He bent down and opened the panels which held what was feeding the control matrix. "And what have we got here?"
"It's blood," I called up to him as he stuck one of his fingers in the liquid.
The Doctor brought up his finger to his mouth and tasted the blood. After a moment he said, "You're right, Krystal. Definitely blood, human blood – A-Positive, with just a dash of iron. Ah." He grimaced, stuck his tongue out to rid it of the awful taste, and wiped off the rest of the blood onto his blue dressing gown. "But that means…"
"Blood control," I told him with a smirk.
The Doctor grinned and repeated me, but with more enthusiasm. "Blood control! Oh! I haven't seen blood control for years! You're controlling all the A-Positives. Which leaves us with a great big stinking problem…," the Time Lord said, clicking his tongue in disappointment. "'Cause I really don't know who I am. I don't know when to stop. So if I see a great big threatening button, which should never, ever, ever be pressed, then I just want to do this," and he slammed his hand down onto the huge orange button.
"No!" all the Humans shouted at him. I just laughed. I couldn't help it. I knew what blood control could and couldn't do, I just never really told Rose, Mickey, or Jackie since it didn't really seem important at the time, especially since I thought we were all going to die anyway.
"You killed them!" Translator Boy exclaimed. Man, I really need to learn his name.
The Doctor looked over at the chief and asked, "What do you think, big fella – are they dead? Obviously Krystal already knows the answer from the way she was laughing."
"We've allowed them to live," the Sycorax chief told him.
"'Allow?'" the Doctor repeated with a large grin. "You've no choice. See, that's all blood control is – a cheap bit of voodoo," he explained to the others while scratching his ear. Everyone's eyes followed the Doctor as he started to walk around. "It scares the pants off you, but that's as far as it goes. It's like hypnosis. You can hypnotize someone to walk like a chicken or sing like Elvis. You can't hypnotize them to death. The survival instinct's too strong."
"Blood control was just one form of conquest," the chief told him. "I can summon the Armada and take this world by force."
"Well, yeah, you could. Yeah, you could do that. Of course you could, but why?" the Time Lord asked him. He gestured out to the four Humans. "Look at these people, these Human Beings. Consider their potential. From the day they arrive on the planet and, blinking, step into the sun, there is more to see than can ever be seen, more to do than – no, hold on." The Doctor broke off and looked down at the floor for a few seconds in thought. "Sorry," he then said after a moment. "That's The Lion King."
I ran a hand through my blonde hair and rolled my eyes while chuckling at him. Oh Goddess, what an idiot.
The Doctor moved away from the rock that he was leaning against and over to the side. "But the point still stands. Leave them alone."
"Or what?" the chief asked back.
"Or…" The Doctor grabbed a sword from the closest guard and ran by the chief and back down the steps until he was standing in front of his TARDIS. He lifted the sword he held in the air and exclaimed, "I challenge you!" Every Sycorax in the ship started to laugh together in unison at the Time Lord's words. I worriedly bit my lip. The Doctor gazed out at the hundreds of Sycorax that were standing all around us. "Oh, that struck a chord. Am I right that the sanctified rules of combat still apply?" he asked the chief.
The Sycorax chief walked down the stairs and pulled out his own blade. "You stand as this world's champion."
"Thank you," the Doctor stated as he took off the dressing gown he wore. "I've no idea who I am, but you've just summed me up." He then tossed his dressing gown over to me once it was off of him. I snatched it from the air and draped it over my arm with raised eyebrows. "So…do you accept my challenge?" he asked the Sycorax chief. "Or are you just a cranak pel casacree salvak?"
The chief angrily hissed at the Doctor while the rest of the Sycoraxs cheered as he and the Time Lord raised their weapons in the air. The two of them then bent down onto one knee while locking eyes with the other. "For the planet?" the Sycorax chief asked.
"For the planet," the Doctor agreed.
Both rose back to their feet and stared the other down for a few seconds. Nobody moved nor spoke, except for the Sycoraxs who were still cheering. Finally the Doctor made the first move and lunged at the Sycorax chief with his sword with a grunt. The Sycorax chief brought up his own sword and deflected the Doctor's attack. The swords clanged as they clashed together and then the Sycorax chief took a cheap shot and pushed the Doctor away from him. The chief laughed at the Doctor as he stumbled back. The Time Lord glanced over at Rose, Mickey, and me before returning his attention back to the chief. The two of them then grunted as they rushed the other and both swords clanged once more.
"I didn't know the Doctor could fight. How long do you believe this is going to take?" I whispered to Rose while keeping the corner of my eye on the fighting Doctor and Sycorax chief.
Rose didn't even look at me as she whispered back, "I have no idea, Krystal."
Mickey leaned in and joined in on our conversation. "I just hope he doesn't lose, is all."
Suddenly Rose reached out towards the Doctor and shouted, "Look out!"
I turned to the Doctor who was on the ground, dodging the Sycorax chief's sword. He jumped to his feet and sarcastically said back at Rose, "Oh, yeah, that helps. I wouldn't have thought of that otherwise. Thanks," and he swung his sword at the chief again. The fighting continued between them until the Sycorax chief went and pushed the Doctor back again. The Doctor stumbled away again but then pushed his way up the steps. "Bit of fresh air?" he asked. He continued to run forward and then pressed a button that was on the wall. The rest of us followed as the Doctor ran out into the open air.
Once outside, we all found the Sycorax chief and the Doctor already clashing swords. The two fought and nothing major happened at first, but then the Sycorax chief brought his sword upwards and crashed it against the Doctor's face. "Aah!" the Doctor went, bringing up a hand to press against where he had been hit on the nose. Rose started to move forward to either help or just to make sure the Time Lord was alright, but the Doctor quickly moved his hand from his face towards her in warning. "Stay back!" he told her. The Sycorax chief turned around and looked over at Rose to make sure she hadn't tried and interfered. "Invalidate the challenge, and he wins the planet." He then brought his hand back to his nose and rubbed at the pain. The chief spun back around with a roar and the Doctor ran towards him shouting, "Aaaaah!" They met in the middle and clashed swords.
The two stayed together with their swords pressed against the other's. Slowly the swords traveled from being held above their heads to being situated between their chests as they stared the other one in the eye. The Sycorax chief pulled back from the Doctor before charging once again. They then clashed their swords together a few more times until the Sycorax suddenly brought the Doctor to the ground using his sword.
"Oh! Aah!" the Time Lord said as the Sycorax banged his sword against the Doctor's head again. "Ugh!" The Doctor fell backwards onto his back with his head and hands hanging over the edge of the ground. The Sycorax chief hurriedly moved forward and brought his sword down on the Doctor's hand, cutting it off from the rest of his body and causing it and the sword it still held to fall to the planet below.
"Wow," I murmured. Rose had her hand in front of her mouth in shock while Mickey looked a little sick. Harriet and Translator Boy looked fine though. I'm guessing they must've seen worse.
The Doctor looked over at his hand in mild surprise and then up at the Sycorax chief who still loomed over him. "You cut my hand off," he told the chief.
"Jah! Sycorax!" the chief shouted triumphantly, bringing both hands up to the air in success.
The Doctor slowly rose up to his feet as the chief turned his back on him. "And now I know what sort of man I am. I'm lucky…'cause, quite by chance, I'm still within the first 15 hours of my Regeneration Cycle, which means I've got just enough residual cellular energy to do this." I cocked my head to the side as he brought up his arm that was now missing a hand for everyone to see. A gasp escaped my lips as his hand then grew back from the stump. I couldn't help but touch my healed cheek that had gotten cut by the Christmas tree earlier while he wiggled his fingers a bit once he had a hand.
"Witchcraft," the Sycorax chief said.
"Time Lord," the Doctor corrected.
Rose turned to the guard who stood beside her and unsheathed his sword. "Doctor!" The Doctor turned his head towards her at the sound of his name and caught the sword that she threw at him.
"Oh, so I'm still the Doctor, then?" he asked amused.
"No arguments from me!" Rose shouted back with a smile.
The Doctor began to swing his sword around, showing off his new hand. "You want to know the best bit?" he asked the chief. "This new hand - ," he started. He then gained a Texan accent and a cocky grin. "It's a fightin' hand!"
The Doctor grunted as he lunged forward and swung his sword at the Sycorax chief, who barely had time to block. Once again the two of them fought one another until the Doctor finally got his advantage. He yanked the Sycorax chief's sword from the alien's grip and then bashed the base of the sword into the Sycorax's stomach, eliciting a grunt from the chief. The Doctor repeated the action and the Sycorax grunted again but louder. With clenched teeth, the Time Lord knocked the Sycorax chief to the ground so he was lying in the same position that the Doctor had been in earlier.
The Doctor pointed the blade of his sword at the Sycorax's throat. "I win."
"Then kill me," the chief told him between his pants for breath.
"I'll spare your life if you'll take this champion's command – leave this planet and never return. What do you say?"
"Yes," the chief agreed.
"Never trust a Sycorax," I murmured under my breath.
The Doctor pressed his sword closer to the Sycorax's neck. "Swear on the blood of your species."
The Sycorax chief hesitated before agreeing in a strained voice. "I swear."
"There we are, then. Thanks for that," the Doctor said as he casually turned back around as if nothing had happened. "Cheers, big fella."
"Bravo!" Harriet cheered after the Doctor put his sword into the ground. She clapped as the Time Lord walked towards us with a smile.
"That says it all – bravo!" Rose cheered along with a wide smile. She looked as if she wanted to run to the Doctor, but she stayed put when she saw that I had already started to move towards him.
"Yeah," he agreed with Rose. "Not bad for a man in his jim-jams. Very Arthur Dent. Now, there was a nice man."
I felt Rose's eyes on me as I walked forward towards the Doctor. "Be careful, Doctor," I warned him as I helped him put on the dressing gown. "Like my uncle always used to say, 'Never trust a Sycorax.'"
"Oh, stop thinking so negatively, Krystal," he told me with a grin one he had the dressing gown on. He brought his hand up and ruffled my hair with a strange twinkle in his eye. I frowned at him and immediately fixed my hair after he took his hand off. He chuckled as I ran my hand through my blonde hair and straightened whatever hair he had messed up before putting his hands in his pocket. His eyebrows scrunched together and he looked down at his one pocket with confusion. "Hold on. What have I got in here?"
"What is it?" I asked him with crossed arms.
He pulled his hand out of his pocket and held some strange orange fruit in his hand. "A satsuma," he told me, tossing the fruit in the air and catching it with the same hand. "Ah, that friend of Rose's mother's – he does like his snacks, doesn't he?" He and I started our walk back over to the others. The Doctor continued to toss and catch his orange fruit. "But doesn't that just sum up Christmas? You go through all those presents, and right at the end, tucked away at the bottom, there's always one stupid old satsuma. Who wants a satsuma?" I barely paid much attention to the Doctor once he started to ramble. I just kept nodding my head at appropriate parts.
"Doctor!" Rose suddenly shouted as roaring came from behind us.
Just as I looked back at the Sycorax chief with wide eyes, the Doctor tossed his satsuma at the button on the wall by the door. The Sycorax chief screamed as the ground opened up beneath him causing him to fall to his death. I hurriedly turned and looked back at the others as the Doctor said, "No second chances. I'm that sort of a man."
I followed after the Doctor as he led all of us back inside. I moved over to the TARDIS and leaned casually against it as the Doctor turned to all the Sycorax in the room and began to speak. "By the ancient rites of combat, I forbid you to scavenge here for the rest of time. And when you go back to the stars and tell others of this planet, when you tell them of its riches…its people…its potential…when you talk of the Earth…then make sure that you tell them this – it…is…defended." The sound of energy pulsing then echoed around us as blue lights enveloped us non-Sycorax and returned us to Earth.
"Where are we?" Rose asked.
"We're just off Bloxham Road," Mickey explained. "We're just 'round the corner." He then started to laugh and jump up and down with his hands in the air. "We did it!"
The Doctor held a hand out towards the overexcited boy. "Wait a minute. Wait a minute," he told him as we all continued to watch the ship overhead. The ship sailed through the air and up towards space, not once firing upon and causing any harm to Earth.
The Time Lord grinned as Mickey shouted, "Go on, my son! Oh, yeah!"
Rose jumped onto Mickey's back with her own smile as she shouted along with him in excitement. "Yeah! Don't come back!"
"It is defended!" Mickey yelled.
I shook my head at the giddiness that the two of them shared while they hugged the other as I walked over to stand with everyone. I was just glad that we actually survived. I nudged the Doctor with my elbow and murmured, "Told ya so, Doctor. My uncle never lied. 'Never trust a Sycorax'."
"And what a wonderful uncle you have, Krystal," he told me.
"Had, Doctor. He's been dead for some time now," I explained.
The Doctor placed a hand on my shoulder and looked down at me with a sad frown. "I'm sorry, Krystal. Truly I am."
I waved it off as Rose ran over to Translator Boy and hugged him with a loud "Yeah!" "It's been twenty years, Doctor. I've gotten over it. Besides, it's not your fault," I told him. "No worries."
The Doctor squeezed my shoulder in a comforting gesture before walking over to Harriet Jones with his hands stuffed in his dressing gown's pockets. I stared down at my shoulder where the Doctor's hand had just been. "My Doctor," I heard Harriet say.
"Prime Minister," the Doctor said back to her. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the two of them raise their arms and engulf the other in a tight hug.
"Absolutely the same man," Harriet told him with a smile. The two of them then walked forward until the Doctor was standing beside me again. Harriet pointed up at the retreating spaceship and asked, "Are there many more out there?"
The Doctor breathed in deeply. "Ooh, not just Sycorax – hundreds of species, thousands of them." He brought his hand back up and placed it once again on my shoulder with a small smile. "And the Human race is drawing attention to itself. Every day, you're sending out probes and messages and signals. This planet's so noisy. You're getting noticed…more and more." He looked down from the sky and at Harriet. "You'd better get used to it."
"Rose!" Jackie shouted, suddenly coming into view.
"Mum!" Rose yelled back with a wide smile. She started running towards her mum with her arms opened wide.
"Oh. Talking of trouble," the Doctor said. I couldn't help it. I burst out laughing.
"Oh, my God!" Jackie yelled in relief. "Rose!"
"We did it, Mum!" The two of them met in the middle and hugged. I smiled at the sight.
"Oh! Oh!" Jackie said as Translator Boy's cellphone went off.
"You did it, too!" Rose exclaimed to her mum. "It was the tea – fixed his head," she explained.
The Doctor walked over towards them with his hands in his pocket. "That was all I needed – cup of tea."
"I said so," Jackie told her daughter. The two of them started to walk over in our direction with Mickey trailing along after them with a smile.
"And look at him," Rose stated, gesturing towards the Doctor.
"Is it him, though? Is it really the Doctor?" Rose's mum asked. The three of them stopped walking. They placed their arms around each other and stared at the Doctor. The Time Lord went and stared back at them.
"Well, this is just awkward," I muttered. "They're all just staring…"
After a moment Jackie exclaimed, "Oh, my God, it's the bleedin' Prime Minister!"
"Come here, you," the Doctor told her with a wide grin.
"Oh!" Jackie and the others rushed towards the Doctor who had his hands waiting for a hug. Jackie returned the hug followed by Rose and Mickey hugging her and the Doctor as well in a giant group one. "Oh, oh! Are you better?" she asked him.
"I am, yeah," the Time Lord replied, pulling away after a moment. The Doctor then walked back over to me with a charming smile. "Come here, Krystal! You deserve one too!" and he engulfed me in a breathless hug. My eyes widened in surprise at the feeling of his arms around my body. It had been years since I had had an actual hug. It felt quite nice…
"Thank you, Doctor," I murmured, closing my eyes and wrapping my arms around him. I clenched at his dressing gown tightly when he chuckled with his mouth by my ear.
"It's a message from Torchwood," Translator Boy told Harriet. "They say they're ready." The Doctor and I broke apart and looked over at the two of them, him still with his wide, contagious smile. After a moment, the Time Lord went back over to the Tylers and Mickey. I though kept my eyes glued on the Prime Minister and Translator Boy. I didn't like the way Translator Boy said those words.
"Tell them to fire," Harriet told Translator Boy, her voice breaking as she did so.
"Fire?" I questioned with furrowed eyebrows. "At what? At whom?"
"Fire at will." Translator Boy walked off to the side so he could use his communicator in private.
"What does he mean 'Fire at will'?" I demanded in an angry voice. "What the bloody hell are you doing?!"
Harriet didn't answer me when five green lights in different locations suddenly shot into the air, all aimed at the same spot. The lights combined and then shot up into the sky. A moment later an explosion sounded from the sky and pieces of the Sycorax spaceship dispersed through the air. My vision instantly turned red as I grew extremely angry.
Rose gasped. "What is that? What's happening?" She, her mum, and Mickey gazed up at where the spaceship had exploded. The Doctor looked back down from the sky and frowned over at Harriet and Translator Boy. Harriet stared back at the Doctor and me with unwavering eyes.
"That was murder," the Doctor angrily told her.
"That was defense," Harriet answered calmly.
"Oh no, Harriet Jones, the Doctor's right," I growled through clenched teeth. "That was definitely murder. And here I thought Humans were better than this. Shame on you!" I glared at her. I was so mad that I even thought about taking out my contacts just so I could show her my red eyes and how angry I was.
Harriet glanced away for a second before returning her gaze to us. "It's adapted from alien technology – a ship that fell to Earth 10 years ago."
"But they were leaving!" the Doctor told her.
"You said so yourself, Doctor, they'd go back to the stars and tell others about the Earth. I'm sorry, Doctor, but you're not here all the time – you come and go. It happened today – Mr. Llewellyn and the Major, they were murdered. They died right in front of me, while you were sleeping. In which case, we have to defend ourselves."
"Britain's Golden Age," the Doctor said.
"It comes with a price," she replied.
"No matter what you do, Harriet Jones, Earth will always be targeted by aliens. Trust me. There's nothing you can do to stop them from coming either," I told her. I was a prime example, even if my landing here was but a mistake, and so was the Doctor. Was this Torchwood going to blow me up as well?
"I gave them the wrong warning. I should have told them to run as fast as they can – run and hide, because the monsters are coming – the Human race," the Doctor told her.
"Those are the people I represent," Harriet said, beginning to turn just as angry as the Doctor and me. "I did it on their behalf."
"And I should have stopped you," the Doctor said.
"I as well," I said with narrowed eyes.
"What does that make you, Doctor, Krystal – another alien threat?" Harriet asked.
"Don't challenge me, Harriet Jones," the Doctor stated as he marched forward towards her. "'Cause I'm a completely new man!"
"Don't challenge me either," I warned her. "You have no idea who I am and what I'm capable of."
"I could bring down your government with a single word," the Time Lord said.
"You're the most remarkable man I've ever met, but I don't think you're quite capable of that," Harriet told him.
The Doctor's eyes narrowed slightly more. "No, you're right – not a single word…just six."
"I don't think so."
"Six words."
"Stop it."
"Six."
The Doctor and Harriet stared at the other for couple of moments, which was slightly funny since the Doctor was at least a good few inches taller than her. Finally he calmly walked around her and over to Translator Boy. He took Translator Boy's earpiece from his ear and placed it in the Human's hand. With his eyes still on Harriet he said something to Translator Boy, soft enough that none of us were able to hear what he exactly said. The Time Lord then walked around Translator Boy and back over to the rest of us, giving Harriet Jones a hard look as he passed by her. The Tylers, Mickey, and I trailed behind him as he started to walk in the direction of the Tyler residence.
Behind us Harriet scrambled over to Translator Boy and asked, "What did he say?"
"Oh, well, nothing, really. He-"
"What did he say?!"
"I-I – nothing. I don't know."
"Doctor! Doctor, what did you -, " Harriet exclaimed towards us as we walked away. "What was – what did he say? What did you say, Doctor? Doctor!"
I turned around and glared over at her as I started to walk backwards with my hands stuffed in my pockets. "Does it really matter what the Doctor said?" I called over to her. She stared back over at me. I stopped walking and continued when I knew that I had her attention. "Aliens of all shapes and sizes are going to come to Earth," I told her. "Some will be looking for nothing but peace while others will want to perhaps destroy you. In the end though, I promise you that great things will come from these aliens. My species is a perfect example. Trust me, Miss Jones." I continued to stare at her, and she back, before I felt a hand on my shoulder. Out of the corner of my eye I saw it was the Doctor.
With no words having to be said, I allowed the Doctor to turn me around and move his arm so it was hooked with mine. Together we walked to the waiting Tylers and Mickey who were watching us. Once we were with the rest of the group, Rose quietly asked, "What did you mean by what you said to Harriet Jones? About your species?"
I locked eyes with her. "Forget I said anything, Rose." She hesitated but nodded and followed after her mum and friend towards the direction of her home. The Doctor still had his arm hooked through mine as we followed after the three Humans. I looked up at the Time Lord and gave him a smirk and a raised eyebrow. "So what's it like being Earth's champion, Doctor?" The frown that had been on the Time Lord's face instantly disappeared as he laughed loudly. I grinned back and gently nudged him. "That's what I thought you'd say."
Please comment and tell me your thoughts. Next chapter will be the last of this episode and then the following one should be the beginning of New Earth, which is one of my favorite episodes from season 2.
What are your favorite episodes from Season 2? Mine are New Earth, (of course) School Reunion, The Girl in the Fireplace, and Satan's Pit.
