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Charlene's POV…

As soon as she killed the guy, Margret in her Slitheen form dropped his body on the ground and turned towards Harriet Jones and me. But before she could attack, she let out a scream of pain as she got electrocuted. Knowing that it was the Doctor who had did this, I quickly grabbed Harriet's hand, knowing that it wouldn't last that long.

"Run!" I told her loudly and we began running away.

But we didn't run that far because Harriet stopped us.

"No, wait," she said, grasping my shoulder before I was able to continue running. "They're still in there. The emergency protocalls. We need them."

"We don't have…" But before I could finish my sentence, Harriet was already off and I groaned, following behind her.

But we were cornered by a Slitheen and we both screamed before taking off again through a series of rooms while the Slitheen crashed through the wooden doors in each one. We managed to make it up to the first floor and the Slitheen managed to catch up to us. But luckily, the Doctor appeared in the lift and got the attention of the Slitheen, distracting it long enough where Harriet and I could get away. Running into this nearby room called the sitting room, I quickly told Harriet that we needed to hide. While I ran behind the cabinet, she ran and hid behind a screen, something which I rolled my eyes at. That seriously had to be the worst hiding spot in the world. My body suddenly tensed up at the sound of Margret in her Slitheen form saying,

"Oh such fun. Little human children, where are you? Sweet little humeykins, come to me. let me kiss you better. Kiss you with my big, green lips."

I shuddered at the thought of that happening. When I saw the Slitheen wasn't looking my way, I quickly got out of my hiding spot and ran over to the curtains and hid behind them. I wasn't really thinking about the fact that Rose had hid behind here and almost got attacked.

"My brothers." I heard Margret say so I knew that the other two Slitheen had entered the room.

One of them said, "Happy hunting?"

"It's wonderful," Margret said. "The more you prolong it, the more they stink."

"Sweat and fear."

"I can smell an old girl." I managed to keep down a giggle remembering the look on Harriet Jones' face when the Slitheen said this. "Stale bird and brittle bones."

"And a ripe youngster."

Once again, my entire body froze at the sound of Margret's voice. She was so close to where I was now and I closed my eyes tightly.

Shit!

"All hormones and adrenalin. Fresh enough to bend before she snaps." She pulled the curtains and I screamed as I used my leg to kick her in the stomach making her stumble over to her brothers and I managed to move of the way, backing away. All of them would have started to go after me if it wasn't for Harriet.

"No!" she exclaimed, stepping out of her hiding spot with her hands up. "Take me first! Take me!"

"Doctor!" I cried in relief as he burst through the doors with a fire extinguisher only to spray the two male Slitheen with it and since I had kicked Margret enough, she ended up getting sprayed too.

"Out, with me!" The Doctor exclaimed as he continued spraying.

Quickly, I ran behind him with Harriet doing the same thing. The Doctor noticed Harriet.

"Who the hell are you?

She showed him her ID card like she did with me. "Harriet Jones, MP for Flydale North."

"Nice to meet you."

"Likewise."

As soon as all of the CO2 was used up, we took off running with the three Slitheen behind us.

"We need to head to the Cabinet room," The Doctor said as we ran as fast as we could.

"The Emergency Protocols are in there. They give instructions for aliens."

"Harriet Jones, I like you."

"And I like you too."

"Enough talking! More running!" I cried a little annoyed with their side conversation.

"Right!" The Doctor nodded in agreement.

We ran through the same series of rooms as Harriet and I had with the Slitheen right behind us. Making it to the Cabinet room, the Doctor used his sonic to open the door since it was locked and we went inside quickly. I could hear the Slitheen getting closer.

"Doctor, what now?" I asked nervously.

The Doctor didn't respond as he made a 'ah!' sound while grabbing this decanter from a side table and he stood in the doorway with the sonic lit and pointed it at the alcohol just as the Slitheen made it to us.

"One more move and my sonic device will triplicate the flammability of this alcohol," The Doctor warned and he turned off the sonic. "Whoof, we all go up. So back off."

Hearing how serious he was, the aliens took a step back into the outer office and I was able to let out the breath I had been holding in.

"Right then," The Doctor said, putting the alcohol and his sonic down but he still held onto both. "Question time. Who exactly are the Slitheen?"

"They're aliens," Harriet said before they could answer.

"I think he knows that part." I rolled my eyes. "That's not what his question was."

"Who are you then," One of the male Slitheen asked, looking at the Doctor. "If not human?"

Harriet looked confused as she kept a firm grip on the red binder. "Who's not human?"

"The Doctor," I replied simply.

She looked at me startled by my response. "He's not human?"

"Can I have a bit of hush?" The Doctor asked, giving me and Harriet a look.

"Sorry," I muttered.

The Doctor looked back at the aliens. "So, what's the plan?"

"But he's got a Northern accent," Harriet said, not staying quiet like the Doctor asked.

I just shrugged at what she said, but I didn't say anything.

"I said hush," The Doctor told Harriet before returning to the Slitheen. "Come on." He pulled up the sonic and the alcohol again warningly as he continued. "You've got a spaceship hidden in the North Sea. It's transmitting a signal. You've murdered your way to the top of the government. What for, invasion?"

"Why would we invade this godforsaken rock?" A male Slitheen asked.

"Then something's brought the Slitheen race here. What is it?"

"The Slitheen race."

"Slitheen is not our species. Slitheen is our surname. Jocrassa Fel Fotch Pasameer-Day-Slitheen at your service."

"So your family?" The Doctor guessed.

"A family business."

"Then you making a profit? How can you did that on a godforsaken rock?"

None of them answered so one of them asked,

"Ah excuse me? Your device will do what? Triplicate the flammability?"

"Is that what I said?" The Doctor questioned.

"You're making it up."

The Doctor waved it off. "Ah well! Nice try." He was about to hand Harriet the alcohol as he said, "Harriet, have a drink? I think you're going to need one."

"You pass it to the left first," she said.

"Sorry." He handed it to me and I took it but wasn't planning on drinking it. I wasn't that much on drinking. I just didn't like the taste of it.

"Thanks," I told him.

"Now we can end this hunt with a slaughter."

"Don't you think we should run?" I asked the Doctor nervously as they started to walk towards us again.

But the Doctor ignored me as he continued to speak the Slitheen. "Fascinating history, Downing Street. Two thousand years ago, this was marsh land. 1730, it was occupied by a Mister Chicken. He was a nice man. 1796, this was the Cabinet Room. If the Cabinet's in session and in danger, these are about the four safest walls in the whole of Great Britain. End of lesson."

He lifted a small panel by the door and pressed the button that was there causing metal shutters to crash shut across the window and doors.

The Doctor turned to us with a grin. "Installed in 1991. Three inches of steel lining every single wall. They'll never get in."

I crossed my arms and looked at him with raised eyebrows. "And how do we get out then once were safe?"

His grin fell and he nodded sheepishly. "Ah."

I sighed, knowing we were going to be in here forever.

I leaned against a nearby wall, watching as the Doctor started to drag the guy that ended up getting killed by Margret. I sighed to myself sadly wishing that he and all those other people didn't die. I should have warned the Doctor better then maybe all of them would still be alive. I was broken out of my thoughts by the Doctor speaking.

"Charlene?"

"Mmm." I looked up at the Doctor and saw that he had stopped dragging the body and was looking at me. My face took on a confused look. "What is it?"

"The warning you gave me, about the ID cards? How did you know about it?"

I winced internally. I should have known he would ask me this so I quickly came up with something, hoping the Doctor took the lie.

"Well, ever since I was little, before something bad would happen…I would always get this feeling that something was up. I honestly have no idea why I have these feelings but I do."

"Interesting," he said to himself as he curiously looked me over for a moment before returning to dragging the body into the supply closet that was in the room.

I sighed to myself. I felt kind of guilty for lying to him, but I can't say to him 'hey guess what Doctor? I'm from a different dimension and there's a TV show called 'Doctor Who' and I know what's going to happen because I've seen your show.' I can't tell him that... well, at least not yet. I guess I can just tell him when I have 'feelings' that something bad will happen.

As he did this to the body, he asked Harriet who was getting set up on the table with the red binder, "What was his name?"

"Who?" Harriet asked, not turning around.

"This one," the Doctor replied as she finally turned around. "The secretary or whatever he was called."

"I don't know," Harriet admitted as I continued to look around for terminals that could be in this room…though I knew there would but I knew it was something the Doctor was going to ask. She stood up from her seat and walked over to the Doctor but she didn't go in the supply room. "I talked to him. I brought him a cup of coffee." She went back to her seat as she said, "I never asked his name."

Passing the room, I heard the Doctor tell the guy 'I'm sorry' quietly and I smiled sadly but he didn't notice as he wasn't looking at me.

"Right, what have we got?" he asked, stepping out. He looked at me. "Any terminals, anything?"

I searched through this cabinet but I didn't find anything. "No," I said, turning around to face the Doctor. "This place is antique." I crossed my arms over my chest, watching as the Doctor used his sonic on one of the windows to try to get the metal shutters off of it. "But what I don't get is when they killed the Prime Minister, why didn't they use his body as a disguise as well. Is it because he was skinny?"

The Doctor nodded as he stopped what he was doing and turned to me. "Yes, he was too slim. They're big old beasts. They need to fit inside big humans."

"So how are they able to fit? I mean, they are eight feet tall."

"That's the device around their necks. Compression field. Literally shrinks them down a bit. That's why there's all that gas. It's a big exchange."

I nodded as I went over to the table and looked at Harriet who was looking through the binder. "So can we use the protocols?" I asked her.

She looked up at me and shook her head. "No, the protocols are redundant," she replied. "They list the people who could help and they're all dead downstairs."

"But doesn't it have defense codes and things like that?" I questioned, resting my hands on the table. "Couldn't we just launch a nuclear bomb on them and be done with it?"

"You're a very violent young woman."

"No, I'm not," I told her seriously and I really wasn't. I was least violent person in the world. "I'm just saying that we could do it if we really wanted to since the Earth is in danger."

Harriet looked at me for a moment. "Well, there's nothing like that in here," she finally said. "Nuclear strikes do need a release code, yes, but it's kept secret by the United Nations."

The Doctor stopped what he was doing. "Say that again?"

"What, about the codes?" Harriet asked, looking at him.

"Anything. All of it."

"Well, the British Isles can't gain access to atomic weapons without a Special Resolution from the UN."

"Like that's ever stopped them from doing it," I pointed out.

Harriet nodded. "Exactly, given our past record." She then added proudly, "And I voted against that, thank you very much." She continued what she was saying before. "The codes have been taken out of the government's hands and given to the UN." She looked at the Doctor who had a thoughtful look on his face. "Is it important?"

"Everything's important," he told her seriously and I nodded in agreement.

Harriet sighed. "If only we knew what the Slitheen wanted." She shook her head as soon as she said that. "Listen to me. I'm saying Slitheen as if it's normal."

"You'll get used to it," I said with a laugh but then I looked seriously. "But that's a really good question, what do they want?"

"Well they're just one family, so it's not an invasion. They don't want Slitheen World. They're out to make money. That means that they want to use something. Something on Earth. Some kind of asset."

"It could be gold," I suggested.

"Or oil or water," Harriet added.

We both got a smile out of the Doctor.

"I knew there was a reason I asked you to join me," he told me and I beamed at him, enjoying the compliment. Then to Harriet Jones, "You're very good at this."

"Thank you," Harriet thanked him, smiling.

"Harriet Jones, why do I know that name?" The Doctor mused to himself.

I heard my phone beep from inside my pocket and they heard it. "That's me," I said as I took out my cell phone.

Harriet looked surprised. "But we're sealed off. How did you get a signal?"

I grinned widely. "Because the Doctor zapped. Thanks again for that by the way." I added the last thing, still grinning. He winked at me in response and I shook my head. "It's a super phone." I told Harriet.

I stood up and went off to check my phone.

"Then we can phone for help," Harriet said to the Doctor as she stood up. "You must have contacts."

"Dead downstairs, yeah."

By then, I had checked the message and it turned out to be from Mickey and he had sent me a picture of one of the Slitheen.

"It's Mickey," I said, looking up at the Doctor.

He rolled his eyes. "Oh, tell your sister's stupid boyfriend we're busy."

"Hate to tell you this, but I don't think you can call him stupid anymore," I said, smirking. I showed him the picture and I grinned at the look on his face.

TBC in War World Three, Part 2 (which is the final part!)

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