The Doctor and the Bad Wolf
AN: Well here's the second part of the Christmas invasion. I own nothing but the original bits that make this story mine. The scripts and Characters I use are all property of the BBC and writers of the wonderful Doctor Who. Enjoy!
Chapter 3
The Doctor started to breakdown again, "Argh! Brain collapsing, the pilot fish, the pilot fish mean that something, something, something is coming," he said ominously before passing out into Rose's arms.
Rose put the suffering Doctor back to bed and mopped his brow. She stroked his face lovingly. By the way he had clung to her while he was in pain; she thought that he still wanted her around. She didn't know she would do if he tried to send her away again. This is what had gotten them in this whole crazy situation. He had sent her away but she and the Tardis had fought to save him. She loved this man and she would fight for him even if he didn't want him to.
Mickey fetched his laptop. And grabbed the extra phone line, "Jackie, I'm using the phone line. Is that all right?"
"Yeah, Keep a count of it, "she replied very distracted. "It's midnight, Christmas day. "Any change?" Jackie asked giving Rose a steaming cup of tea.
"He's worse now, just one heart beating," Rose said almost on the edge of tears.
The TV was still on; it was a comforting noise for the human inhabitants of the flat. Rose watched from the doorframe of her mother's room.
"Scientists in charge of Britain's mission to Mars have re-established contact with the Guinevere One space probe. They're expecting the first transmission from the planet's surface in the next few minutes," the news broadcaster reported.
"Yes, we are. We're, we're back on schedule. We've received the signal from Guinevere One. The Mars landing would seem to be an unqualified success," the scientist who seemed to be in charge of it all said.
"But is it true that you completely lost contact earlier tonight?" a reporter in the crowd asked.
"Yes, we had a bit of a scare. Guinevere seemed to fall off the scope, but it, it was just a blip, only disappeared for a few seconds," explained the scientist. "She is fine now, absolutely fine. We're getting the first pictures transmitted live any minute now. I'd better get back to it, thanks.
Rose sighed, "Look at them, acting like this is the first time anyone will ever see an alien. Did the all forget about the ship crashing into Big Ben, parking on the Thames, and 10 Downing Street blowing up? The Slitheen caused all that trouble and we had to save the world. And everyone went and forgot about it," she said frustrated.
"Aha!" Mickey said from his laptop. Rose went and looked over his shoulder at the screen. "Here we go, pilot fish. Scavengers, like the Doctor said. Harmless, they're tiny. But the point is, the little fish swim alongside the big fish. "
"Do you mean like sharks?" Rose asked, fear starting to creep into her eyes.
"Great big sharks. So, what the Doctor means is, we had them, now we get that," Mickey said as a video played out. A huge shark was flanked by several small fish.
"Something is coming. How close?" Rose asked worried looking towards her mother's room.
"There's no way of telling, but the pilot fish don't swim far from their daddy," Mickey shrugged.
"So, it's close?" Rose guessed.
Jackie was looking at the TV now. The broadcast was showing a fuzzy incoming message from the satellite, "Funny sort of rocks."
The news broadcaster's voice said as a picture became clearer, "The first photographs…"
"That's not rocks," Rose said really scared now.
"This image is being transmitted via mission control, coming live from the depths of space on Christmas morning," the newscaster said as a red-eyed ugly alien with a head like a goat's skull popped up on the screen. The picture was clear now and the image was so terrifying because Rose knew that these aliens would not be the kind type. The creature growled and gurgled at the camera on the satellite. Rose took a step back, so afraid of the creature that had intercepted the Earth spacecraft.
As the night went on, the image was on every single channel that Jackie turned to. Rose had almost asked her mother to turn the telly off. She was frightened she didn't know what to do without her Doctor.
The Tardis tried to comfort her and ease her mind. The future that she foresaw as the strongest possibility showed her and the Doctor together after this catastrophe was averted. Of course, the Tardis understood that this wasn't a certainty but she also knew her Doctor.
Rose lay down on the sofa hoping to get a few minutes of sleep. The Tardis helped her ease into slumber. The ship didn't foresee that the transformation would take full effect while her beloved human slept.
Rose's mind was expanded to fit the capacity of the timelines and decisions that a Time Lady needed. She was also given the ability to engage in telepathy on her own and the foresight of everything that is to come and what should never be.
The transformation also adjusted her physiology. She was outfitted with the second heart that identified her new race and was given a respiratory bypass system. Her body glowed and sparkled gold but this went unnoticed because her mother had dosed off too and Mickey was busy trying to hack into a system that would allow them to track the "shark." She woke up felling a warmth in her chest cavity, it wasn't painful, just warm.
"Rose, you're up, take a look. I've got access to the military computer system. They're tracking a spaceship. It's big, it's fast, and it's coming this way," Mickey said gaging her reaction.
"Coming for what, though? The Doctor?" Rose asked looking back towards the room again.
"I don't know. Maybe it's coming for all of us," Mickey shrugged. A clear image of four of the aliens popped up on the screen causing Rose and Mickey to back away from the small screen.
"Have you seen them before?" Mickey asked turning to Rose.
"No," Rose said not looking away from the screen for even a second.
One of the aliens, the leader, spoke in the foreign tongue. Rose stared at the screen confused as the alien kept speaking. "I don't understand what they're saying. The Tardis translates alien languages inside my head, all the time, wherever I am," Rose stated really worried.
"So, why isn't it doing it now?" Mickey asked looking at her.
"I don't know must be the Doctor. Like he's part of the circuit, and he's…he's broken," Rose said her voice growing softer as she spoke.
The news still ran on the TV. "Despite claims of an alien hoax, it's been reported that NATO forces are on red alert," the news broadcaster said.
The Doctor still lay in Jackie's bedroom, shivering and sweating from the change that his body was undergoing. Jackie, awoken earlier by the talking in the other room, now sat next to him and wiped the sweat of his face, "Oh, come on, sweetheart. What do you need? What is it you need? Tell me," she pleaded.
Another news broadcaster came on the TV and stated, "Speaking strictly off the record, government sources are calling this our longest night." Jackie thought that they could not have stated it any better.
Jackie had finally fallen back asleep by the Doctor's bedside.
Rose now sat on the couch hugging her legs up to her chest. For some reason she just felt so empty. "The Doctor wouldn't do this. The old Doctor, the proper Doctor, he'd wake up. He'd save us," she said angry at herself and the man that was currently comatose. She looked completely lost.
"You really love him, don't you?" Mickey asked seeing how bad this was hurting her. She nodded and turned to him and they hugged.
Dawn finally broke on Christmas morning. Another video feed of the aliens popped up on Mickey's laptop the leader held out his hand and a blue energy played over it.
"Mickey, look!" Rose said pointing at the screen.
"What is that Rose?" Mickey almost yelled in surprise.
"I have no idea!" Rose said scared.
There was a commotion outside of the flat Rose and Mickey ran to the door. Jason, the man from next door, was walking along the balcony outside still dressed in his night clothes. He looked like he was in a trance. His wife was following him yelling at him, "What is wrong with you? Jason? Jason?"
"Sandra?" Rose asked the wife.
"He won't listen. He's just walking. He won't stop walking! There's this sort of light thing. Jason? Stop it right now! Please, Jason, just stop," the woman yelled frantically.
Rose and Mickey looked down to see lots of people walking through the estate. "Oh no, what now?" Rose just tired of everything going so completely wrong. They followed Sandra and Jason up to the roof of the flats.
"Jason, I'm talking to you! Just stop!" Sandra yelled trying to pull her husband back. All of the controlled people lined up along the edge of the roof.
"What do we do?" Mickey asked turning to Rose.
"Nothing, there's no one to save us. Not anymore," Rose said almost completely hopeless. She turned and headed back to the flat and Mickey followed. They sat and watched the TV hoping to see if there was anything else happening on this disastrous day.
Harriet Jones came on the TV. Union flags were draped on either side of the desk that Harriet Jones, Prime Minister, sat at in a paneled room at a desk with a photograph of Her Majesty on it. "Ladies and gentlemen, if I may take a moment during this terrible time, it's hardly the Queen's speech. I'm afraid that's been cancelled. Did we ask about the royal family?" she asked to the side. "Oh, they're on the roof. But, ladies and gentlemen, this crisis is unique, and I'm afraid to say, it might get much worse. I would ask you all to remain calm. But I have one request. Doctor, if you're out there, we need you. I don't know what to do. If you can hear me, Doctor. If anyone knows the Doctor, if anyone can find him, the situation has never been more desperate. Help us. Please, Doctor. Help us. God help us."
Rose burst into tears as she curled herself into a ball. Everyone needed the Doctor, especially her and he wasn't here anymore. Her life could just end now for all she cared. She couldn't live in a world that didn't have the Doctor and she wasn't by his side. "He's gone. The Doctor's gone. He's left me, mum. He's left me, mum," she sobbed, yelling at the woman on the TV.
Jackie rushed to her distraught daughter's side, "It's all right. I'm sorry, my baby girl"
Suddenly, all the glass in the flat shattered. Rose rushed outside amongst the glass shards to watch. A big powered rock with nasty pointy bits glided overhead. Rose guessed that it was as big as Westminster Abbey. Rose rushed back inside straight to the Doctor's unconscious body.
"Mickey, we're going to carry him. Mum, get your stuff, and get some food. We're going," Rose ordered.
"Where to?" Mickey asked confused as to where they could even carry him.
"The Tardis, it's the only safe place left on Earth," she said confidently.
"What're we going to do in there?" Jackie asked really confused at her daughter's actions.
"Hide," Rose said with a slight smile.
"Is that it?" Jackie asked, questioning Rose's sanity.
"Mum, look in the sky. There's a great, big, alien invasion and I don't know what to do, all right? I've travelled with him, and I've seen all that stuff, but when I'm stuck at home, I'm useless. Now, all we can do is run and hide, and I'm sorry. Now, move. Oh, lift him up," She grunted trying to lift the Time Lord.
Rose and Mickey carried the Doctor down to the street, while Jackie struggled with half a dozen carrier bags full of food.
"Mum, will you just leave that stuff and give us a hand?" Rose said almost to the point of physical and mental exhaustion. She had been awake for so many hours and her body was changing too.
"It's food! You said we need food," Jackie shouted.
"Just leave it!" Rose yelled back.
They finally got the Doctor into the Tardis. Her lights brightened and she hummed welcoming her daughter and her thief. Rose slightly smiled. She and Mickey laid him down on the grating around the console.
"No chance you could fly this thing?" Mickey asked.
"Not anymore, no," Rose frowned. The Tardis wanted to prove her wrong but Rose was still transforming, so she didn't want to risk anything hurting her Daughter of Time.
"Well, you did it before," Mickey said confused.
"I know, but it's sort of been wiped out of my head, like it's forbidden. Try that again and I think the Universe rips in half," Rose said trying to figure out where the information had gone. Maybe she could only have it when the Doctor was by her side.
"Ah, better not then, "Mickey sighed.
"Maybe not," Rose said feeling the memory burning in the back of her mind.
"So, what do we do? Just sit here?" Mickey asked bored already.
"That's as good as it gets," she sighed feeling a little comfort in being in the place that she truly felt at home.
"Right, here we go. Nice cup of tea," Jackie said pulling out a thermos.
"Mmm, the solution to everything," Rose said sarcastically.
"Now, stop your moaning. I'll get the rest of the food," Jackie said as she walked out the doors.
"Tea, like we're having a picnic while the world comes to an end, very British." Mickey said putting the open thermos on the console. "How does this thing work?" Mickey asked looking at the scanner,"If it picks up TV, maybe we could see what's going on out there. Maybe we've surrendered. What do you do to it?"
"I don't know, it sort of tunes itself," Rose said walking to look at the screen. Mickey turned some knobs on it.
A light surrounded the Tardis, as Jackie was walking back to the ship. "Rose?" She asked as the Tardis disappeared but not in its usual way. "Rose!" Jackie yelled.
The scanner showed an odd pattern. "Maybe it's a distress signal?" Mickey wondered aloud.
"A fat lot of good that's going to do," Rose said frustrated.
"Are you going to be a misery all the time?" Mickey said sick of her attitude.
"Yes," Rose sighed sitting in the captain's chair.
"You should look at it from my point of view, stuck in here with your mum's cooking," Mickey tried to joke.
"Where is she? I'd better give her a hand. It might start raining missiles out there," Rose said opening the doors.
"Tell her anything from a tin, that's fine," Mickey yelled after her.
"Why don't you tell her yourself?" Rose joked.
"I'm not that brave," Mickey laughed weakly.
"Oh, I don't know," she smiled a little.
Rose stepped outside and was grabbed by one of the aliens. She screamed.
"Rose?" Mickey asked confused and slightly scared.
Mickey ran after her and dropped the open flask of tea near where the Doctor was lying on the grating.
Outside the Tardis was a cavernous spaceship. They had been transported up inside the ship that was now flying above London.
"Get off! Get off me!" Rose yelled, struggling against the alien guards that were holding her. "The door, close the door!" she yelled at Mickey.
He gets there just before one of the aliens.
Inside the Tardis, the tea Mickey spilled dripped down onto her inner workings underneath the time console.
The aliens cheered around the small group of humans.
Harriet Jones ran up to Rose once the guards had released her, "Rose, Rose! I've got you. My Lord, Oh, my precious thing. The Doctor, is he with you?" She asked desperately.
"No, we're on our own," Rose said dropping her head in sadness.
Back inside the ship tea vapor raised through the floor grating and the Doctor breathed it in, exhaling more golden energy.
"The yellow girl, she has the clever blue box. Therefore, she speaks for your planet," the aide translated.
"But she can't," Harriet refused.
'Yeah, I can," Rose said stepping slightly forward from the group.
"Don't you dare," Mickey warned.
"Someone's got to be the Doctor," Rose said turning to look back at them.
"They'll kill you," Harriet pleaded with her.
"Never stopped him," She said facing foreward again. "I…er…I address the Sycorax according to Article Fifteen of the Shadow Proclamation. I command you to leave this world with all the authority of the Slitheen Parliament of Raxacoricofallapatorius, and…er…the Gelth Confederacy as…er…sanctioned by the Mighty Jagrafess and, oh, the Daleks! Now, leave this planet in peace! In peace," She said channeling the doctor
The aliens all burst into laughter around her at her pathetic try at bravery.
"You are very, very funny. And now you're going to die," the aide translated again.
"Leave her alone!" Harriet said grabbing Rose to her.
"Don't touch her!" Mickey yelled defending his friend.
"Leave her alone," Harriet repeated.
Harriet and Mickey are held back as the leader walked up to Rose. "Did you think you were clever with your stolen words? We are the Sycorax, we stride the darkness. Next to us you are but a wailing child. If you are the best your planet can offer as a champion…" the aide translated until the alien language slowly changed to English.
"Then your world will be gutted," the alien said on his own in English, "And your people enslaved."
"Hold on, that's English," the aide said shocked.
"He's talking English!" Harriet repeated.
"You're talking English," Rose said straight to the Sycorax.
"I would never dirty my tongue with your primitive bile," the Sycorax leader said insulted.
"That's English. Can you hear English?" Rose asked the others.
"Yeah, that's English," Mickey answered.
"Definitely English," the aide confirmed.
"I speak only Sycoraxic!" proclaimed the leader proudly.
"If I can hear English, then it's being translated. Which means…its working? Which means…"Rose trailed of in realization.
Everyone turned to look at the Tardis. The Doctor opened the doors. Rose's heart sang as she saw him, she had to hold herself back from running to him and kissing him right then and there. Wait, why did she want to kiss him now?
"Did you miss me?" the Doctor said, smiling.
The Sycorax leader cracked his whip towards the Time Lord. The Doctor caught the end and pulled it out of his hand.
"You could have someone's eye out with that," he chastised the alien leader.
"How dare!" the leader yelled appauled.
The Doctor took a thick club off another of the Sycorax and broke it across his knee.
"You just can't get the staff. Now, you, just wait. I'm busy. Mickey, hello! And Harriet Jones MP for Fly Dale North. Blimey, it's like This Is Your Life. Tea! That's all I needed, a good cup of tea! Superheated infusion of free radicals and tannin, just the thing for healing the synapses." He rambled on, walking around the group. "Now, first thing's first, be honest, how do I look?" he asked looking straight into Rose's eyes.
Rose shivered under his gazed. How did he affect her this way? "Er, different," she answered, still under the power of his gaze.
"Good different or bad different?" he ask with a deadly serious look in his eyes, as if this would determine the rest of his life.
"Just different," she shrugged, trying to get out of his scrutinizing gaze.
"Am I ginger?" he asked her as if it was the most important question in the entire universe.
"No, you're just sort of brown," she replied trying not to laugh.
"I wanted to be ginger. I've never been ginger," he whined like a toddler who didn't get the toy he wanted. "And you, Rose Tyler, fat lot of good you were. You gave up on me," he said accusing her. "Oh, that's rude. That's the sort of man I am now, am I? Rude, Rude and not ginger," he almost laughed.
"I'm sorry. Who is this?" Harriet asked looking at Rose and the Doctor as if they had gone completely mad. To think talking about his hair color and manners at a time like this
"I'm the Doctor," he bragged.
"He's the Doctor," Rose said beaming at him. She couldn't help it anymore, her body just felt completely warm throughout now.
"But what happened to my Doctor? Or is it a title that's just passed on?" Harriet asked confused.
"I'm him. I'm literally him. Same man, new face. Well, new everything," he said looking at Rose again smiling.
"But you can't be," she said in disbelief.
"Harriet Jones, we were trapped in Downing Street and the one thing that scared you wasn't the aliens, it wasn't the war, it was the thought of your mother being on her own," he said as if he could see into her soul.
"Oh, my God," she said smiling now.
"Did you win the election?" he asked changing the subject.
"Landslide majority," she smiled, almost shyly.
"If I might interrupt…" the leader said rudely.
"Yes, sorry. Hello, big fellow," the Doctor turned back to the leader.
"Who exactly are you?" the leader asked.
"Well, that's the question…" the Doctor began.
"I demand to know who you are!" the leader yelled aggravated with this annoying man.
"I don't know!" the Doctor mimicked. "See, there's the thing. I'm the Doctor, but beyond that, I just don't know. I literally do not know who I am. It's all untested. Am I funny? Am I sarcastic? Sexy?" he looked at Rose teasingly. "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. And how am I going to react when I see this, a great big threatening button," he ran up to the button, putting his hand over it. "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 leaned down and opened the device under the giant button.
"And what've we got here? Blood?" he stuck his finger in the liquid and then put the digit in his mouth. Sticking out his tongue, "Yeah, definitely blood. Human blood. A Positive, with just a dash of iron," he stuck his tongue out in disgust. "Ah, but that means blood control. 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. Because 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," He pushed the button hard.
"No!" Rose and Harriet yelled in unison.
"You killed them!" the aide blamed the Doctor.
"What do you think, big fellow? Are they dead?" the Doctor questioned.
"We allow them to live," the leader said softer.
"Allow? You've no choice. I mean, that's all blood control is. A cheap bit of voodoo. 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. Survival instinct's too strong," the Doctor explained.
"Blood control was just one form of conquest. I can summon the armada and take this world by force," the Sycorax leader said trying to scare the Doctor into backing down.
"Well, yeah, you could, yeah, you could do that, of course you could. But why? 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. Sorry, that's The Lion King. But the point still stands. Leave them alone!" the Doctor argued not backing down from the challenge.
"Or what?" the Sycorax leader said trying to call the Doctor's bluff.
"Or…" the Doctor grabbed the sword that the aide was holding from the challenge earlier and ran back towards the Tardis. "I challenge you!"
The Sycorax around them burst into laughter.
"Oh, that struck a chord. Am I right that the sanctified rules of combat still apply?" He asked the leader.
"You stand as this world's champion?" the leader asked almost laughing.
"Thank you. I've no idea who I am, but you just summed me up.
The Doctor threw his dressing gown to Rose. She catches it looking at him, hoping he would just get out of this alive because she couldn't bear losing him again.
"So, you accept my challenge? Or are you just a cranak pel casacree salvak?" the Doctor insulted him kneeling in front of the leader.
"For the planet?" the leader asked now kneeling too.
"For the planet," the Doctor confirmed.
The two aliens began to fight clashing swords.
"Look out!" Rose cried shutting her eyes as a wicked blow came hurling toward the Doctor.
"Oh, yeah, that helps. Wouldn't have thought of that otherwise, thanks," the Doctor teased.
The leader seemed to be the more experienced swordsman. The Doctor retreated up a tunnel, hoping to maintain a higher ground.
"Bit of fresh air?" he questioned pushing a button beside him. The wall behind him opened wide.
The leader chased him to the edge of the ship and smacked the Doctor in the face with the heel of his sword. Rose tried to run forward, to assist him.
"Stay back! Invalidate the challenge and he wins the planet," the Doctor warned locking eyes with her for just mere seconds.
The leader knocked the Doctor down then slashed the Doctor's sword holding hand. The sword and a hand fell to Earth.
"You cut my hand off," the Doctor said appalled.
"Ya! Sycorax!" the leader celebrated before delivering the final blow.
"And now I know what sort of man I am. I'm lucky. Because quite by chance I'm still within the first fifteen hours of my regeneration cycle, which means I've got just enough residual cellular energy to do this," the Doctor commented darkly as his severed hand grew back. Rose heard singing in her mind and felt the warmth engulf her body again.
"Witchcraft," the Sycorax cried backing away.
"Time Lord," the Doctor said proudly.
"Doctor!" Rose yelled getting his attention. He looked towards her and smiled. She threw him a new sword.
"Oh, so I'm still the Doctor, then?" he teased her flirting.
"No arguments from me!" she flirted back blushing. This made the urge to win this fight so much stronger for him. Having her faith in him made all the difference.
"Want to know the best bit? This new hand, it's a fighting hand!" he said in a southern accent.
They began fight again. The Doctor disarmed the Sycorax this time and thumped both sword hilts into his abdomen, twice. The leader fell, right on the edge, overlooking London. This time the roles were reversed.
"I win," the Time Lord proclaimed holding his sword to the other alien's throat.
"Then kill me," said the leader begging for the mercy killing.
"I'll spare your life if you'll take this Champion's command. Leave this planet, and never return. What do you say?" the Doctor offered his usual request.
"Yes,"
"Swear on the blood of your species," demanding the Doctor as he pushed the blade closer to the leader's throat.
"I swear," the Sycorax choked out.
"There we are, then. Thanks for that. Cheers, big fellow," the Doctor said now cheerful.
"Bravo!" Harriet Jones cheered.
"That says it all. Bravo!" Rose said as she was pulled out of her trance that she was in while watching the Doctor fight for his life and the billions of humans below.
"Ah, not bad for a man in his jim-jams," the Doctor joked wrapping his arm around Rose. He was automatically drawn to her. He had been since he had awoken for his post-regeneration sleep.
Rose helped him back into the borrowed dressing gown.
"Very Arthur Dent, now, there was a nice man," he said reaching into his pocket. "Hold on, what have I got in here? A satsuma. Ah, that friend of your mothers. He does like his snacks don't he?" he laughed holding the piece of 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?"
The Sycorax leader got up, grabbed one of the discarded swords and ran at the Doctor's back. The Doctor threw the satsuma at a control on the spaceship hull, a piece of the wing opened up and the leader fell to his death.
"No second chances. I'm that sort of a man," the Doctor said darkly. He let go of Rose and walked ahead into the hull of the spacecraft.
He looked up and addressed the huge group of Sycorax, "By the ancient rites of combat, I forbid you to scavenge here for the rest of time. And when go you back to the stars and tell others of this planet, when you tell them of its riches, its people, it's potential. When you talk of the Earth then make sure that you tell them this. It is defended!" He walked over toward his Tardis leading the group.
The Tardis, Harriet, the aide, Rose, Mickey and the Doctor were beamed back down to Earth.
Rose looked around confused, "Where are we?"
Mickey, after getting his bearings, stated, "We're just off Bloxom Road. We're just round the corner, we did it!"
"Wait a minute, wait a minute," said watching the ship above. The ship began to fly off.
"Go on, my son! Oh, yeah!" Mickey yelled into the air.
Rose jumped onto his back and joined in with, "Yeah! Don't come back!"
"It is defended!" Mickey repeated the Doctor's words excitedly.
Rose and Mickey hugged after she climbed off his back. She then went and hugged the aide.
"My Doctor," Harriet said offering him a hug.
"Prime Minister," the Doctor accepted smiling.
"Absolutely the same man. Are there many more out there?" she asked looking into the sky with him.
"Oh, not just Sycorax. Hundreds of species. Thousands of them. 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. You'd better get used to it," he said looking down at her.
"Rose!" Jackie shouted wrapping her daughter into a hug.
"Mum!"
"Oh, talking of trouble," the Doctor teased.
"Oh, my God! You did it, Rose! Oh!" Jackie said excitedly.
The aide stepped aside and answered a phone call.
"You did it too! It was the tea, fixed his head," Rose laughed, she couldn't help being happy.
"That was all I needed, cup of tea," he laughed with his Rose.
"I said so," Jackie said feeling validated.
"Look at him," Rose beamed at him.
"Is it him, though? Is it really the Doctor? Oh, my God, it's the bleeding Prime Minister!" Jackie yelled star struck.
"Come here, you," the Doctor laughed, drawing everyone into a group hug.
"Are you better?" Jackie asked the man.
"I am, yeah," he replied truthfully.
The aide pulled the Prime Minister aside, "It's a message from Torchwood. They say they're ready."
The Prime Minister looked at the happy group of people conversing, unaware of the decision she had to make, "Tell them to fire."
"Fire at will," the aide said into the Bluetooth device.
All of a sudden, five green beams streaked up into the sky and created a cone. The tip extended into the sky and fired out into space. The Sycorax asteroid ship blew up with an ear-splitting KABOOM!
"What is that? What's happening?" Rose said shelooked around scared.
"That was murder," the Doctor seethed with fire in his eyes.
"That was defense. It's adapted from alien technology, a ship that fell to Earth ten years ago," Harriet defended her decision.
"But they were leaving," he said still fuming
"You said 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. Mister 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," Harriet explained standing up to the Time Lord.
"Britain's Golden Age," he scoffed.
"It comes with a price," she sighed, almost agreeing with him on this point.
"I gave them the wrong warning. I should've told them to run as fast as they can, run and hide because the monsters are coming. The human race," the Doctor said in a rage.
"Those are the people I represent. I did it on their behalf," she said standing firm on her belief that she had done the right thing for the British Empire.
"Then I should have stopped you," he threatened, blaming himself for trusting humans so much.
"What does that make you, Doctor? Another alien threat?" she threatened right back. They were now standing nose to nose.
"Don't challenge me, Harriet Jones, because I'm a completely new man. I could bring down your Government with a single word," he threatened menacingly.
"You're the most remarkable man I've ever met, but I don't think you're quite capable of that," she laughed at his seemingly ridiculous threat.
"No, you're right. Not a single word, just six," he said as he calculated his next move, if she decided to continue to challenge him.
"I don't think so,"
"Six words," he gave his final warning.
"Stop it!" she shouted.
"Six," he had warned her and now she was going to pay.
The Doctor went over to the aide and whispered into his ear, "Don't you think she looks tired?"
The aide quickly looked from his boss to the Time Lord, who quirked an eyebrow.
The Doctor returned to the group of people that he believed was his "family" here on Earth. He wrapped his arm around Rose and led them back towards the Powell Estate.
"What did he say?" the Prime Minister asked her aide.
"Oh, well, nothing, really," the aide lied making his decision.
"What did he say?" she begged him frantically.
"Nothing. I don't know," the aide lied again.
Harriet yelled after the retreating group, "Doctor! Doctor, what did you? What was that? What did he say? What did you say, Doctor? Doctor! I'm sorry," she now knew that she had made a grave mistake by telling Torchwood to fire. You did not want to be on bad terms with the Doctor, it never ended well, she knew that much.
Rose, Mickey, and, Jackie finished preparing their Christmas dinner and decorating the partially destroyed flat. They laughed and teased each other as they did so.
The Doctor went back to the Tardis so that he could find a new look for this new body. The leather look did not fit this "pretty boy" body, as Mickey had teased him on the way back to the flat. He walked into the expansive wardrobe and shuffled through so many clothes. Most just didn't seem to fit him or this new persona. He grabbed an outfit that looked as if a young Casanova might wear it. He quickly decided that it wasn't the look for right now but maybe later, when he and Rose were alone.
Why was he thinking like this? He and Rose couldn't be together, at least not like that or could they? He was very confused at the feeling that this new persona had for her. While he was walking back with her, he noticed that her body fit perfectly against his. Their hands were also a perfect fit. Did he actually influence his regeneration with her in mind? He would think on this later, after he consulted with his Tardis on his earlier observations about Rose herself. He had to figure out what was exactly going on before he talked with Rose about it.
He finished rummaging through the wardrobe finally deciding on a brown pinstripe suit and long brown coat. He quickly discards the borrowed pajamas and changes into his new look. He checks himself out in the mirror and looks closely at himself, for the first time. The Doctor is all around pleased with his new look and hopes Rose will too.
The Doctor leaves the Tardis and Walks to the Tyler's flat with his hands in his pockets.
Mickey, Rose and Jackie are inside the flat having Christmas dinner. Mickey carves the turkey as Jackie places more dishes on the table. Rose is laughing joyously and the two others are glad to hear the missed sound.
The Doctor entered the flat and draws the attention of the already eating family. He smiled at Rose and she gave him one of her famous grins that he loved so much. He joined them and the dinner progressed. The Doctor and Rose held hands underneath the table like two shy teenagers. After dessert was eaten Jackie brought out the traditional crackers.
Jackie and Mickey shared two and Rose and the Doctor shared the others. The Doctor won the first one and got a red tissue paper crown. They moved on to the set one and the Doctor won again but graciously offered Rose the prize.
"Oh, that's yours," he smiled handing the cracker to her. She blushed, taking it
She unfolded the paper crown and placed it on her head. "It's pink! Mum, it should be yours. Look, it's Harriet Jones," she said noticing the image on the TV, it was still on from earlier.
"Prime Minister, is it true you are no longer fit to be in position?" a reporter asked her.
"No. Now, can we talk about other things?" she answered flustered.
"Is it true you're unfit for office?" the reporter tries again.
The Doctor put on a pair of spectacles to watch the interview. Rose noticed how he looked even more handsome with the glasses on. She knew he didn't truly need them, but wanted them to make him look more brilliant.
"Look, there is nothing wrong with my health. I don't know where these stories are coming from. And a vote of no confidence is completely unjustified," the Prime Minister claimed flustered.
"Are you going to resign?" the reporter kept pushing.
The telephone rang in the kitchen. Jackie went to get it.
"On today of all days, I'm fine. Look at me, I'm fine. I look fine, I feel fine," the Prime Minister claimed annoyed.
"It's Beth. She says go and look outside," Jackie said walking back into the room.
"Why?" Rose asked.
"I don't know, just go outside and look. Come on, shift!" Jackie said leading everyone outside and away from the TV.
The ground was covered with white flakes falling from the sky and streaks of light crisscrossed the sky. Rose and the Doctor looked up at the sky while others played in the "snow."
"Oh, it's beautiful. What are they, meteors?" Rose asked standing next to her Doctor.
"It's the spaceship breaking up in the atmosphere. This isn't snow, it's ash," the Doctor sighed watching her face drop at the realization.
"Okay, not so beautiful," she said disappointed.
"This is a brand new planet Earth. No denying the existence of aliens now. Everyone saw it. Everything's new," he said excited.
"And what about you? What are you going to do next?" she asked worried.
"Well, back to the Tardis. Same old life," he said looking back at her.
"On your own?" she asked, sadness filling her voice.
"Why, don't you want to come?" he asked confused and slightly hurt.
"Well, yeah," she said as if her answer was so obvious. Why did he even have to ask? She wondered to herself.
"Do you, though?" he asked making sure she was certain.
"Yeah!"
"I just thought, because I changed…" his voice drifted off almost hurt.
"Yeah, I thought, because you changed you might not want me anymore," she admitted quietly looking at the ash covering her shoes.
"Oh, I'd love you to come," he said relieved.
"Okay," she answered smiling again.
"You're never going to stay, are you?" Mickey asked truly hurt by hearing their admissions.
"There's just so much out there. So much to see, I've got to…" she said trailing off looking at the Doctor.
"Yeah," Mickey said knowingly. He had just wanted her safe and happy. Right then it seemed like in the Tardis with the Doctor was the right answer.
"Well, I reckon you're mad, the pair of you. It's like you go looking for trouble," she chastised them.
"Trouble's just the bits in-between. It's all waiting out there, Jackie, and it's brand new to me, all those planets, and creatures and horizons. I haven't seen them yet! Not with these eyes. And it is going to be fantastic," he smiled at Rose using his old favorite word. He offered his hand to Rose.
"That hand of yours still gives me the creeps," she laughed taking a hold of it. "So, where're we going to go first?"
"Er, that way. No, hold on. That way," he said pointing into the sky.
"That way?" She asked mimicking he action.
"Hmm?"
"Yeah, that way," she smiled. And for now that was all he needed. He could figure out what the Tardis had done and more about this persona later. For right now he was going to enjoy Christmas with his Rose Tyler and that is all that mattered.
AN: This was such a long chapter and it took me forever to rewrite it. I know I changed some of the original script, but I'm just using it as a skeleton not as a perfect template. I hope this satisfies you guys till I can get the next chapter out. Just a little clue, it'll be an original one because the Doctor is going to find out exactly what the Tardis did to Rose.
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