Thanks to ChristinaCrane for faving my story.
NicoleR85: thanks. It was SaberbladePrime's idea that she remember the Dalek's due to being the Doctor's Bonded.
SaberbladePrime: thank you. I'm glad you love it.
"How is Miss Hannigan?" Churchill asked when the Doctor entered his office. He'd been concerned about the young woman and her rather extreme reaction to Bracewell's Ironsides.
"As well as she can be after seeing a Dalek", the Doctor replied going over to the desk where diagrams, blueprints, papers and photographs laid out. Whatever Melanie had witnessed the day the Daleks invaded had been horrible enough for her extreme reaction to the Daleks. And it broke his hearts to see her that terrified.
"Why are you calling it a Dalek?"
"Because that what it's called", the Doctor answered looking up at him after examining the papers on the desk.
Churchill shook his head "They are Bracewell's Ironsides, Doctor" he insisted "Look. Blueprints, statistics, field tests, photographs" he added pointing to each one in turn "He invented them".
"Invented them?" the Time Lord scoffed "Oh, no, no, no". He knew Bracewell didn't invent them. He couldn't have, it was impossible. So how did he get the idea to 'invent' them?
"Yes. He approached one of our brass hats a few months ago. Fellow's a genius"
"He didn't invent them!" the Doctor shouted hitting his hand on the desk "They're alien".
"Alien", Churchill repeated unsure as to believe the Doctor. He could he when he had overwhelming evidence which supported the fact that one of his scientists invented them. A Dalek glided past the door causing the Doctor to tense up, glancing over his shoulder to glare at it.
"And totally hostile", he hissed as he turned back to Churchill once the Dalek had gone.
"Precisely" Churchill nodded "They will win me the war". He turned over a blueprint to reveal a propaganda poster of a large Dalek before heading out of the room. The Time Lord followed him.
"Why won't you listen to me?" the Doctor cried, frustrated with the fact that he wasn't listening "Why did you call me in if you won't listen to me?!"
"When I rang you a month ago, I must admit I had my doubts" Churchill confessed as they walked "The Ironsides seemed too good to be true".
"Yes! Right! So destroy them! Exterminate them!" the Doctor shouted, anger rising within him as Melanie's frightened face appeared in his mind.
"But imagine what I could do with a hundred!" Churchill countered "A thousand!"
"I am imagining", the Doctor said darkly eyeing a Dalek as it trundled past with a file box balanced on its sucker.
Churchill turned off into the Map Room, the Doctor following him in. Inside of the room was a flurry of activity, groups of people manning the radio, others pushing small figures over a large map. The Time Lord stopped eyeing another Dalek at the other end of the room. That was the third one he'd seen so far. He really hoped those were the only three around. The Doctor looked away from it and strode over to Churchill, snatching the cigar from his mouth. "Winston, Winston, please", he pleaded. He had to get the man to listen to him. So many lives were at stake.
"We are waging total war, Doctor!" Churchill retorted "Day after day the Luftwaffe pound this great city like an iron fist"
"Wait till the Daleks get started", the Doctor said grimly thinking about the times the Daleks invaded Earth.
"Men, women and children slaughtered. Families torn apart. Wren's churches in flames"
"Yeah? Try the Earth in flames", the Doctor countered his mind flashing back to the Time War. He couldn't let that happen to Earth. He couldn't.
"I weep for my country. I weep for my empire. It is breaking my heart", Churchill informed him, the pain clear in his voice. He moved around the table, the Doctor going after him not about to give up in trying to get Churchill to understand.
"You're resisting, Winston! The whole world knows you're resisting! You're a beacon of hope"
"But for how long?" Churchill signed some more papers "Millions of innocent lives will be saved if I use these Ironsides now".
"Can I be of assistance?" a Dalek asked trundling up to them.
"Shut it!" the Doctor snapped. He turned to Churchill "Listen to me. Just listen!" he urged "The Daleks have no conscience, no mercy, no pity. They are my oldest and deadliest enemy. You cannot trust them!"
"If Hitler invaded hell, I would give a favourable reference to the Devil!" Churchill cried "These machines are our salvation" a siren sounded before the Doctor could say anything "Oh, the All Clear. We are safe, for now" and with that the man left, a Dalek following him.
"I wish", the Doctor muttered. He knew the Daleks were up to something and he was going to prove it.
~...~
The Doctor strode into Bracewell's lab. If he couldn't get Churchill to listen to him then he'd just have to try Bracewell, the supposed 'inventor'. Also he wanted to know how the man 'came up' with idea of the Ironsides. "All right, Prof!" he called as he checked out the equipment "Now, the PM's been filling me in. Amazing things, these Ironsides of yours" he picked up a file and started looking through it "Amazing. You must be very proud of them"
"Just doing my bit" Bracewell smiled.
"How did you do it?" the Doctor asked looking up from the file "Come up with the idea?"
"How does the muse of invention come to anyone?" Bracewell countered.
The Doctor tossed the file onto a desk "But you get a lot of these clever notions, do you?"
"Well, ideas just seem to teem from my head! Wonderful things! Like…let me show you" Bracewell moved over to a desk, the Doctor following him "Some musings on the potential of hypersonic flight" Bracewell held up a notebook which the Doctor grabbed, taking a quick look at it "Gravity bubbles that can sustain life outside of the terrestrial atmosphere" the Doctor snatched that notebook from Bracewell and skimmed the first page "Came to me in the bath"
"And are these your ideas or theirs?" the Doctor asked dropping the notebook onto the desk.
"Oh no, no, no. These robots are entirely under my control, Doctor" Bracewell assured him "They are…." a Dalek brings the scientist a cup of tea "Thank you…the perfect servant, and the perfect warrior"
"I don't know what you're up to, Professor" the Doctor said giving him a glare "but whatever they've promised, you cannot trust them! Call them what you like, the Daleks are death!"
"Yes, Doctor" Churchill called as he walked in, followed by a Dalek "Death to our enemies. Death to the forces of darkness, and death to the Third Reich!"
"Yes, Winston, and death to everyone else too!" Why weren't they listening to him? Seriously? He trying to tell them, to warn them about the Daleks but it was falling on deaf ears.
"Would you care for some tea?" the Dalek asked the Doctor. In response the Time Lord knocked the tray of its sucker.
"Stop this!" he shouted, glaring at it "What are you doing here? What do you want?"
"We seek only to help you", the Dalek replied.
"To do what?" the Doctor snapped.
"To win the war"
"Really? Which war?" the Doctor questioned.
"I do not understand", the Dalek said sounding as confused as a Dalek could.
"This war, against the Nazis" the Doctor explained "or your war? The war against the rest of the Universe? The war against all life forms that are not Dalek?"
"I do not understand. I am your soldier", the Dalek repeated.
"Oh, yeah?" the Doctor snatched up a large spanner. If he couldn't get Bracewell and Churchill to listen to him, then he would prove his point that the Daleks were bad by forcing it to show its true nature "Okay. Okay, soldier, defend yourself"
"Doctor, what the devil?!" Bracewell exclaimed as the Doctor started hitting the Dalek.
"You do not require tea?" the Dalek asked.
"Stop him! Prime Minister, please", Bracewell pleaded.
"Doctor, please, these machines are precious" Churchill tried but the Time Lord ignored him.
"Come on!" the Doctor egged the Dalek on "Fight back! You want to, don't you? You know you do"
"I must protest", Bracewell tried again.
"What are you waiting for?" the Doctor glared "Look, you hate me. You want to kill me. Well, go on. Kill me. Kill me!" he struck the Dalek again.
"Please desist from striking me" the Dalek requested "I am your soldier"
"You are my enemy!" the Doctor hit it again with every word, his hearts racing, anger burning inside him for his hatred of the Daleks "And I am yours! You are everything I despise! The worst thing in all creation. I've defeated you time and time again, I've defeated you. I sent you back into the Void! I saved the whole of reality from you! I am the Doctor! And you are the Daleks!"
With one hard kick, the Doctor sent the Dalek rolling backwards. "Correct" the Dalek swivelled back to him "Review testimony"
The Time Lord frowned when he heard his voice being played back "'I am the Doctor! And you are the Daleks!'"
"Testimony. What are you talking about, testimony?" the Doctor asked.
"Transmitting testimony now", a second Dalek stated.
"Transmit what, where?" the Doctor asked confused as to why they needed his testimony. A moment later the second Dalek announced
"Testimony accepted!"
"Get back! All of you!" the Doctor ordered backing away from the Dalek.
"Marines!" Churchill called "Marines, get in here!"
Two Marines entered the room but were promptly shot by one of the Daleks.
"Stop it! Stop it, please!" Bracewell shouted, not understanding why his creation was turning on them "What are you doing? You are my Ironsides"
"We are the Daleks", one of the Daleks said correcting him.
"But I created you!"
"No" one of the Daleks shot Bracewell's hand, revealing a stump of wires and metal "We created you!"
"Victory!" both Daleks shouted together "Victory! Victory!"
And then they disappeared, teleporting out. The Doctor stared at where they once were, horrified. He wanted to know what their plan was. Turned out he was their plan.
The Doctor ran out of the room, heading straight for the TARDIS. As if the box could sense his urgency, the door unlocked, swinging open. Inside both women were sitting on the steps, waiting for him. "Good you're both here. I need you to leave", he said going past them to the console. Both women stood up at that.
"Why?" Amy asked. He'd insisted that they stay put as it was safer for them in the box, now he wanted them to leave?
"Didn't you stop the Daleks?" Melanie asked.
"No, not yet. Long story short I wanted to know what their plan was and it turned out it was me all along. Now I've got to go after them, so I need you two to leave"
"We're supposed stay here in the middle of the London Blitz? How is that safe?" Amy questioned going up the steps, Melanie following.
"It's safer than where I'm going", the Doctor retorted working at the controls.
"You are going to come back, right?" Melanie asked quietly making the Doctor stop what he was doing and look up at her. He moved around the console and took her hands.
"Of course I will come back" he promised "I've got something to live for now" he added giving her a look. Melanie smiled at him knowing he meant her.
The Doctor let go of her hands and watched as she and Amy walked down the steps and out the TARDIS. Melanie paused in the doorway, look back at him and said "Good luck". And with that she stepped out, closing the door behind her.
She and Amy watched as the TARDIS dematerialised. "What's he expect us to do now?" Amy asked her.
"KBO, of course", Churchill said behind them. Amy and Melanie turned to face him.
"I'm sorry?" Melanie asked confused.
"Keep buggering on", Churchill elaborated. Huh looks like I've learned something new today Melanie thought.