Rose stepped inside the TARDIS to find the Doctor as happy as he could be while Virgo seemed a little... distant with him suddenly. She was crossing her arms (again, is that something that she just does instinctively?) and sitting on the captain's chair, staring at the monitor the Time Lord was showing her briefly so that he could explain what he found out to her and Rose.

The Time Lady cleared her throat when she glanced over the Doctor's shoulder and saw Rose's figure making her way to the console, eager to know where he had been. He turned around and made a sheepish smile.

"All right, so I lied," he admitted and pretty much danced around the console for his little explanation. "I went and had a look, but the whole crash landing's a fake. I thought so! Just too perfect. I mean, hitting Big Ben? Come on! So, I thought let's go and have a look-"

"My mum's here," Rose put a hand on his chest to keep him from walking around more, nodding her head toward the door where Mickey and Jackie were making their way up the catwalk. Mickey was handling the bigger-on-the-inside scenario much better than Jackie, as she had her hands covering her mouth in horror, while he just stared at the room in awe, completely forgetting his grudge against the Time Lords for a moment.

"Oh, that's just what I need," the Doctor rolled his eyes in annoyance and pointed a warning finger at her. "Don't you dare make this place domestic."

Mickey shook his head to snap himself out of his daze and glared furiously at the Doctor, "You ruined my life, Doctor! They thought she was dead. I was a murder suspect because of you!"

"You see what I mean?" the Time Lord gestured to Mickey, as if to prove his point perfectly. "Domestic."

"I bet you don't even remember my name," the little human stood up to him face-to-face with a face full of confidence.

"Ricky."

"It's Mickey."

"No, it's Ricky."

"I think I know my own name!"

"You think you know your own name?" the Doctor scoffed, unable to believe what he was hearing right now. "How stupid are you?"

"All right, that's enough," Virgo leaned her head on the head cushion, just so done with arguments for one day. Little squabbles with him and Rose? She could handle that, but add a whole suitcase and spill it all in one day with immense shouting and glares? Nope! "I think we all know what his real name is..." Mickey just smirked, thinking that he had gotten the Doctor defeated. "It's obviously Mister Mickey. Get it right, the both of you."

Before Mickey could say it was just Mickey, Rose had watched her mother run out of the TARDIS from the lack of an explanation on the bigger-on-the-inside-science and horror of the technology.

"Mum, don't!" she ran after her out of the TARDIS and watched her run back to the flat. She wanted to follow her, but she knew the aliens that crash landed wouldn't solve itself and she wanted to be there with the Time Lords for the saving the world bit. She loved this world; she didn't want it to die just yet. "Mum, it's not like that. They're not... I'll be up in a minute! Hold on!" She walked back into the box. "That was a real spaceship."

"Yep," the Doctor nodded.

"So... it's all a pack of lies? What is it, then? Are they invading?"

"Funny way to invade, putting the world on red alert," Mickey mused with a small frown on his face. It was a good point. In alien invasions, you generally want to keep your landing a secret until you have all the weapons and enough human test subjects to take over the world in a snap of the fingers; not crash-landing in the middle of a big city where plenty of people were now aware of them. Granted, they really could have actually crash-landed on accident and were only passing by the Earth to go to some other planet beyond it, like Venus or Mercury.

"I don't think it's an invasion," Virgo shook her head. "Like you said before, it's too much of a perfect crash."

"And that means... what're they up to?" the Doctor agreed inspirationally, causing Rose and Mickey to ponder deeply about it for a few minutes.

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Jackie was sitting on her bed with the TV on and watching the news station with Tom Hitchinson just like the rest of the world, trying to get rid of the image of the TARDIS's interior and the fact that Rose had stayed in there for a year (she still didn't know it time travelled). She was absolutely horrified and now she was getting mad again at the Time Lords, forget about earlier!

"As the crisis continues and the government shows remarkable lack of leadership, paranoia sweeps the country," the reporter said in some station. "There've been at least three reports of public assaults on people falsely identified as aliens. Now back to Tom Hitchinson."

"Are there more ships to come?" Hitchinson questioned his audience. "And what is their intention? The authorities are now asking if anyone knows anything. If any previous sightings has been made, then call this number. We need your help."

Jackie glanced down at the phone number displayed on the screen and thought about it for a moment. It didn't really take a genius to guess that Virgo and the Doctor was beings from another world, thanks to Virgo's little description of her backstory. What happened to her would have never have happened on Earth... so they were obviously aliens. And they could be the aliens that the government needs, if you really think about it...

She nodded to herself in determination to keep Rose safe, so she grabbed her phone and dialed the number, but just got the voicemail which made her huff.

When she finally got someone on the phone, she said, "Yes, I've seen one. I really have. An alien, and she's with him. My daughter, she's with him. And she's not safe! Oh, my God. She's not safe. I've seen an alien, and I know his name: he's called the Doctor." The only reason she wasn't mentioning Virgo was that she may be an alien, but she was clearly traumatized. It didn't feel right to expose her to all the police and news stations; she was human, and she knew how being pregnant feels. It's not really fun, the back pains and mood swings.

"It's a box. A blue box. She called it a TARDIS."

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Mickey causally walked over to where the Doctor was working under the console, tinkering away. He was growing more and more curious as to what he was doing because he was lying under there for nearly a full fifteen minutes while Virgo was leaning on the console and suggesting that the Doctor put this wire here and put that wire there. They were obviously trying to do something, so the question is this: what are they doing?

"So... what're you doing down there?" the human asked the Time Lord on sheer curiosity.

The Doctor groaned in annoyance and wheeled himself from under his workplace, "Ricky-"

"Mickey," the said man glared at him.

"Mister Mickey," Virgo smirked, having too much fun with saying those words. She liked it so much, it was starting to disturb her a bit. She didn't even know why he hated being called 'Mr. Mickey;' shouldn't he be smiling since Mr. means to be a proper gentleman?

"Ricky," the Doctor continued. "If I was to tell you what I was doing to the controls of my frankly magnificent time ship, would you even begin to understand?"

"I suppose not," Mickey frowned, already knowing what he was possibly going to say next.

"Well, shut it, then," the Doctor hissed at him before wheeling back under the console to do some more work.

"Okay, now I say some rude things myself, but that was uncalled for," Virgo glared at the alien under the console, then turned to Mickey. "I'm sorry about that. We're basically getting a video version of the spaceship's last twelve hours in space before it crashed, which is not hard to dumb down." She directed that last part to the Time Lord and could already imagine him rolling her eyes at her.

"Yeah, well," Mickey shook his head, "some friend you've got."

"He's winding you up, like she said," Rose apologized as well and found herself staring at Mickey and him at her in silence for a few moments. "... I am sorry."

"Okay," was all he could say to her.

"I am, though," she took his hand and gave it a nice, little squeeze of reassurance.

"Every day, I looked. On every street corner, wherever I went, looking for a blue box for a whole year."

"It's only been a few days for me. I don't know. It's... it's hard to tell inside this thing, but I swear it's just a few days since I left you."

"Not enough time to miss me, then?" Mickey looked a bit crestfallen at that realization, making Rose feel like her heart was breaking for him.

"I did miss you," she lied only to make him feel better because the truth was... she honestly didn't miss his company while she was away. She wasn't a clingy girlfriend; she didn't need his presence in the year five billion or 1869 Cardiff.

"I missed you," Mickey spoke truthfully, unlike Rose.

Virgo smiled sadly at the sight in front of her, just two young people being flirty and upset and caring all at the same time (okay, maybe not that flirty). She remembered when she was like that with her stupid husband... oh, such a long time ago. Those were the easy days; no worries, looking forward to new days, and just being happy. Where had the time gone?

"So, er, in twelve months, have you been... seeing anyone else?" Rose asked cautiously, honestly scared of knowing if it was a yes.

"No," Mickey denied, though not looking thrill about it.

"Okay," she sighed in relief, because for a second she thought he was going to say-

"Mainly because everyone thinks I murdered you."

"Right...," Rose slowly frowned, basically having her hope shredded and thrown in the garbage can on trash day. So... does that mean that he would have seen someone else if people thought he was innocent of a crime? For her, they were still together because it was only a few days, but for him... the relationship might as well be over if he went a year with no contact or kisses from her. And she wouldn't blame him if he did see someone else. She wouldn't be very happy about it, oh she knew she wouldn't be, but at least they could make him happy.

"So, now that you've come back, are you going to stay?" Mickey asked her slowly, so full of hope that it made her heart shatter all over again.

Virgo studied Rose's face for her answer. If the girl wasn't speaking, then it was probably because it was a no and she hated to hurt his feelings, or it was a yes and she didn't want to disappoint the Time Lords. The Time Lady glanced back at the monitor to check on the progress, and it was completed.

"You've got it!" she cheered and the Doctor did a second later. "It's working!"

"Ha, ha!" the Doctor exclaimed as he wheeled himself from under the console and ran to the monitor and stood next to Virgo, her being directly in front of the monitor. Rose and Mickey scurried over to them to see what it is they've done. "Patched in the radar, looped it back twelve hours so we can follow the flight of that spaceship."

"Okay, that's the spaceship coming to Earth," Virgo pointed to the tiny spaceship interpretation on the screen, Earth was a circle at the end of the monitor, and neither of those two were in color. "Now watch." They all saw the spaceship not go directly to the planet to crash-land, but it circled it before 'crashing' into London. "The spaceship didn't just crash, it went all around until it finally did its so-called crash-land."

"What does that mean?" Rose questioned.

"It means it came for Earth in the first place," the Doctor explained. "It went up and came back down. Whoever those aliens are, they haven't just arrived, they've been here for awhile. The question is, what have they been doing?"

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Now that they were done with trying to find out about the spaceship, Rose and Mickey could now use the monitor to surf through the channels since it was apparently connected to the satellites now. When either of the Time Lords did this, they had no idea and quite frankly, they didn't really care. They couldn't really find anything interesting, hence the continuous flipping through channels.

"How many channels do you get?" Mickey asked the Time Lords while he was commandeering the remote that was apparently connected to the TARDIS. Who knew even the old box had some kind of form of entertainment?

"All the basic packages," the Doctor told him from behind. Him and Virgo were just watching them flip through the channels while they were observing the split-second images for anything that might come of use to them, or directions to where to go to now.

"You get sports?" Mickey asked, which was the main channel he was trying to find while Rose probably wanted something with a chick-flick film.

Virgo rolled her eyes at him. It was always about sports, wasn't it? Almost every single male human she spoke to could definitely have an opinion on sports and listen to it on the radio for hours without getting bored. They... do do other stuff, right? Sports doesn't have to revolve around their lives because there are plenty of other fun things to get done, like knitting or cooking. She had also meet some girls who were just as enthusiastic as the boys, but there were only some.

"Yes, I get football," the Doctor chuckled before something caught his eye. "Hold on, I know that lot." He took the remote from Mickey and went back a channel where a woman was reporting somewhere outside and a bunch a people were in the background, all going inside to 10 Downing Street.

"It is looking likely that the government's bringing in alien specialists - those people who have devoted their lives to studying outer space," the woman said slowly and clearly like every reporter has to do.

"UNIT," the Doctor nodded, confirming his suspicions. "United Nations Intelligence Taskforce."

"They're lovely people," Virgo smiled a bit at this, recalling when the Doctor would tell her about his time with them when he was exiled on Earth. "Bit violent, but lovely nonetheless."

"How do you know them?" Rose eyed them both.

Before either of them could explain, Mickey beat them to it, "'Cos he's worked for them. Oh yeah, don't think I sit on my backside for twelve months. I read up on you. You look deep enough on the internet or in the history books, and there's his name, followed by a list of the dead."

"Okay," Virgo smiled tensely at him. "Now you've gone to the no-no zone. You can stop whenever you like."

"And there wasn't anything on you," Mickey turned on her. "It's weird, you're just... not there. Are you some intergalactic assassin or something?"

"Opposite of that," she frowned. "I've just been a bit cleaner than this dunce. I actually watch out what I say to people who'll be writing things down. I haven't even been here for long anyway... and I'm honestly surprised you couldn't find at least a tiny little slip."

"Thank you, Ricky," the Doctor said sarcastically with a glare.

"If you know them, why don't you go and help?" Rose asked him quickly to avoid further arguments.

"Let's just say... he's gotten a bit old," Virgo supplied simply because she didn't want to go in depth about regeneration which would raise many, many questions, no doubt.

"And the world's on a knife-edge," the Doctor agreed. "There's aliens out there and fake aliens. We want to keep this alien out of the mix. I'm going undercover. And er, we'd better keep the TARDIS out of sight. Ricky, you've got a car. You can do some driving."

"Where to?" Mickey asked him.

"The roads are clearing. Let's go and have a look at that spaceship."

As soon as the four of them stepped outside, they were all blinded by a bright light from a helicopter a little ways up, and once they cleared their eyesight, they saw dozens of police cars and policemen and women with their guns pointed at them. Talk about making an entrance.

"Do not move!" the police from the helicopter ordered. "Step away from the box and raise your hands above your heads!"

Mickey, being the coward he was, didn't want to be arrested so he quickly ran away from the group and hid behind some dustbins while Jackie was running down the block to get her daughter back. When she had called the police, she had imagined the Doctor being taken into custody or something and then handing her daughter back to her, not this! If anything, this was the exact opposite of what she wanted.

"Rose!" the worried-to-death mother hollered after her, but she couldn't get to Rose because a few soldiers held her back to not interfere. "Rose!"

"Raise your hands above your head!" the police from the helicopter continued to order. "You are under arrest!"

And so the trio did, with the Doctor all smiles and excitement, Rose still squinting through the bright light, and Virgo feeling tense and eyeing the guns uneasily. She knew what this was all about, but she still didn't like the guns being pointed at her in the state she's in now. She honestly wanted to get back into the TARDIS and just hide away from them, but even an idiot would know that would be a horrible move to make.

"Take me to your leader!" the Doctor cheered, probably fangirling on the inside because he had always wanted to say that; Rose just rolled her eyes at him.

They then followed the police's orders to get into a police car in the backseat, and once they were in, it drove off. The other officers went to their own cars to go to wherever they were taking the trio to, a place everyone here knew quite well, except for Rose. She was still a teenager and haven't really gotten an opportunity to walk the halls yet, but maybe she will if she ever gets to go to college.

"This is a bit posh," the girl remarked with surprise dancing in her eyes. "If I knew it was going to be like this, being arrested, I would have done it years ago."

"Common sense," Virgo laughed, sitting in between her and the Doctor. "Criminals don't get this luxury. We're not being arrested, we're being escorted to guess where."

"Where to?" Rose asked her.

"10 Downing Street," the Time Lady smirked at her, awaiting her reaction that would probably be excitement or misery, depends on the type of person she was. If she hated politics then she'd be groaning, but if it was vice versa she'd be squealing.

"You're kidding," she gaped, not an exact reaction just yet, but was slowly smiling.

"I am not. We're heading over to 10 Downing Street, where that UNIT lot were."

"Oh, my God," Rose squealed into her fist, nearly jumping out of the seat with the seatbelt pushing her back down. "I'm going to 10 Downing Street?! How come?"

"I hate to say it, but Mickey was right," the Doctor grumbled at the mention of his name. Did he seriously think that Rose's boyfriend was worse than the Daleks? "Over the years I've visited this planet a lot of times, and I've been, er, noticed."

"Now they need you?"

"Like it said on the news, they're gathering experts in alien knowledge," he nodded with a smile, happy to express his knowledge once more. "And who's the biggest expert of the lot?"

Rose merely pointed to Virgo, the girl chuckling and the Doctor shaking his head and gestured to himself broadly.

"No?" Rose raised an eyebrow. "Then... Patrick Moore?" His ego was so big, wasn't it? Oh, I'm the smartest man in the universe! Oh, look at me, I just saved the world again! You can thank me later. Now, watch me explain this very complicated theory as fast as lightning so you'll never be able to keep up!

"Apart from him," he sighed.

"Oh, don't you just love it."

"I'm telling you! Lloyd George, he used to drink me under the table. Who's the Prime Minister now?"

"I should I know?" Rose shrugged and looked out the window to see where they were, if they were close or not. "I missed a year."

"I believe it's supposed to be Harriet Jones right about now," Virgo pondered aloud, a distant look on her when she's thinking. "Golden Age should be either now or next year or two years, I can never remember. She was my favourite Prime Minister." She turned to Rose. "Do you recall a Harriet Jones anywhere?" The human shook her head, though the name did sound like it would ring a bell.

"I think it's too early for Harriet to be the Minister," the Doctor shrugged.

"If that's true... then who is it?"

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A little while later, while the trio had arrived at 10 Downing Street, Jackie was consulting with an officer back at the Powell Estate in her flat, needing to make sure that her daughter was going to be okay and not into any kind of trouble whatsoever. If she was in any trouble, even the most powerful man on Earth would be an ant to her when it came to Rose's safety. If it was her and a werewolf fighting over her, Jackie would win that fight using her bare hands and a few kicks in the teeth. Ouch!

"So, she's all right then?" Jackie asked Officer Strickland while pacing around the living room. "She's not in any trouble?"

"Well," the large man began as he headed over to a chair, "all I can say is your daughter and her companions might be in a position to help the country. We'll need to know how she made contact with these people, if the man is a man." As he sat down, his stomach made a sound that would probably make you cringe. "Oof. Right, off you go then." He was talking to the other two policemen in the room. "I need to talk with Mrs Tyler on my own, thank you."

The two officers nodded in respect and left the flat, leaving Strickland and Jackie alone in the flat. Why does that sound like a bad thing...?

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The time travelling trio were now walking the very halls of the Prime Minister's office, an experience that few people had been able to contain in their memories in their lifetimes. The thrill, the excitement, and the nervousness all lead up to this building, the building where anything was possible... in the political viewpoint.

They were escorted over to Ganesh, the secretary that suffered the wrath of Harriet Jones, who was handing out ID cards to the alien experts, "Ladies and gentlemen, can we convene? Quick as you can, please. It's this way on the right, and can I remind you ID cards are to be worn at all times." The trio walked over to him and he handed the Doctor his ID. "Here's your ID card. I'm sorry, your companions don't have clearance."

"I don't go anywhere without her," the Doctor nodded his head to Virgo with a glare.

"You're the code nine, not her," Ganesh insisted. "I'm sorry, Doctor - it is the Doctor, isn't it? She'll have to stay with the other one outside."

"She's staying with me."

"Look, even I don't have clearance to go in there. I can't let her in and that's a fact."

"You go on in," Virgo interrupted the argument before the Doctor could fight back, knowing how persistent humans could get. "It's not like it's the first time you've done this. You go on in there and save the world one more time, and I'll just be cheering you on from outside." She gave him a small smile and he sighed.

"Excuse me," a voice came from behind them that made the Time Lady widen her eyes in amazement. "Are you the Doctor?"

"Sure," the said man shrugged.

"Oh, my God," Virgo turned her head to Harriet and beamed with a giant smile. "Harriet Jones!"

"Not now," Ganesh groaned openly while Harriet eyed Virgo oddly, unsure how she recognized her. She wasn't famous or anything... yet. "We're busy. Can't you go home?!"

"I just need a word in private," Harriet pleaded desperately. Before she could argue any further, the Doctor gave her an apologetic look before going into the room with all the experts were in, including Green and Asquith, who were the bad guys apparently. Giant, baby-faced aliens were underneath the skin, killing the original person who knew that body by heart.

"You haven't got clearance," Ganesh rubbed it in even further. "Now leave it!" He turned his attention to Virgo and Rose. "I'm going to have to leave you with security."

"Actually...," the Time Lady looked between him and Harriet Jones (she was even big on human politics, so why was she still squealing on the inside?). "Do you mind if Rose and I hang out with Harriet for a little bit? You know, 'cos she clearly knows her way around here...?" Harriet would have thought that was sarcasm, but when she looked at her face, she looked genuine hopeful which confused her greatly. Why her? She wasn't all that important, she wasn't the Prime Minister, she hardly knew where a simple bathroom was in here.

Ganesh sighed and Virgo and Harriet took that as the symbol of approval, and so she faced the future Prime Minister eagerly.

"Walk with me," Harriet told them as they walked through the office, determined to get back to the cabinet room. "Just keep walking. That's right. Don't look round." She flashed her card at them. "Harriet Jones, MP for Flydale North."

"I already know who you are," Virgo laughed at the classic card. "Oh, this is brilliant. The one and only."

"I'm quite flattered," Harriet smiled at her. She led the newly formed trio over to a couch in a hall where there weren't too many people standing around in. She didn't want to tell them about the aliens in a room full of people because two things: one, the aliens could be in that very same room, and two someone would hear there's an alien on the loose, a deadly alien, and go looking for it and get themselves killed. Human nature at its highest, huh? "This friend of yours, he's an expert, is that right? He knows about aliens?"

"Well, she knows a thing or two about them, as well," Rose gestured to Virgo who merely nodded. "But why do you want to know?"

That's when poor Harriet Jones burst into the tears, crying into her hands.

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The Doctor and the other experts were sitting in the briefing room at tables organized like a classroom, a giant classroom for adults. It's not a bad analogy if you really think about it. The Doctor was going to be the teacher (sooner or later, don't worry) and he would just be blurting out random knowledge of what he knew about the spaceship in the Thames in order to figure out what happened and what's going to happen in the near future. The experts were going to learn a thing or two today, so this room really was a classroom.

He had already looked at the packet of papers in front of him, but it just served no purpose whatsoever. That made him realize that Green and Asquith were going to make a pointless introduction about something before really discussing the topic. What is it with humans and introductions? It made him want to claw his own eyes out... which is really gross and he'll never do that.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, if I could have your attention, please?" Asquith announced and all the experts looked up, excluding the Doctor. "As you can see from the summaries in front of you, the ship had one porcine occupant."

"Of course, the really interesting bit happened three days ago," the Doctor interrupted as he began his inspirational speech/ramble to conclude the whole situation, "see, filed away under 'Any Other Business.' A satellite detected a signal, a little blip of radiation, at 100 fathoms, like there's something down there. You were just about to investigate and the next thing you know, this happens: spaceships, pigs, massive diversion. From what?"

Green and Asquith exchanged a quick glance, Green nodded, barely noticeable even by Asquith.

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The new trio were in the cabinet room, where Harriet was showing the girls what had happened in here. The poor thing could barely talk because it was the scariest and most cruel thing she had ever witnessed in her life, witness a man die and have something stuffed into his skin. Oh, it must have been horrible.

"They turned the body into a suit!" she cried into her hands and Rose and Virgo tried to comfort her. "A disguise for the thing inside!"

"It's all right," Virgo put her arm around Harriet's shoulder and let her cry. "I'm sorry you witnessed that, but thank you for telling us. That's very good information to have. And you know what?" Harriet shook her head. "I'm sure the general would have thanked you, too, if he still could. I'd be pretty upset if someone killed me and used my body to kill someone. Harriet, you're helping more people than you believe right now, so thank you." The future Prime Minister managed to smile slightly, feeling better.

"Brilliant," Virgo smiled back, then let Rose have a hand in the comforting so she could figure this out. "So aliens that are giant and green fit into a large human body. Compression field, I guess. Don't know what else it could be. There could be a little controller for it in this room, and if we manage to find that... we have surprise on our side." She went over to the closet and opened it up, only to jump back when a dead body fell out from it. It wasn't Oliver Charles, but... well...

"Oh, my God!" Rose gasped and ran over to the body. "Is that the-?"

"Harriet, for God's sake," Ganesh chose this moment of all moments in the world to enter the cabinet room with the roll of his eyes. "This has gone beyond a joke. You cannot just wander..." His eyes fell onto the dead body, thankfully not jumping to conclusion about it. "Oh, my God. That's the Prime Minister!"

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The Doctor was still rambling in the briefing room with amused smiles coming from the unknown enemy, "If aliens fake an alien crash and an alien pilot, what do they get? Us. They get us..." It dawned on him, like an epiphany. "It's not a diversion... it's a trap."

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Ganesh was about to ask more questions about the dead Prime Minister when a door opened from behind them, and Margaret entered, Harriet identifying her as the alien that helped kill poor Asquith.

"Oh!" the alien gasped mockingly. "Has someone been naughty?" She slammed the door with an evil grin.

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"It was bigger on the inside," Jackie explained to Strickland about the TARDIS as she got up to make some tea to calm herself down. She was already calming down on her own, but she'd like some help with it. "I don't know. What do I know about spaceships?"

"That's what worries me," Strickland mused, taking her absence in the living room as his opportunity. "You see, this man is classified as trouble, which means that anyone associated with him is trouble, and that's my job." He stood up, removed his cap, and started to unzip his forehead. "Eliminating trouble."

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"That's impossible," Ganesh stared at an approaching Margaret in disbelief. "He left this afternoon! The Prime Minister left Downing Street. He was driven away!"

"And who told you that, hmm?" Margaret taunted, enjoying the realization in everyone's faces. "Me." She reached up to her hairline, causing Harriet to swallow hard because she knew what was going to happen next.

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"This is about us," the Doctor pondered quickly. "Alien experts. The only people with knowledge how to fight them gathered together in one room." Green farted and the Doctor turned around, annoyed. "Excuse me, do you mind not farting while I'm saving the world?"

"Would you rather silent but deadly?" Green chuckled as Asquith removed his cap and unzipped his forehead, filling the room with a blue light blur. Green continued to laugh madly and didn't bother to watch the Asquith alien climb out of his body, while Margaret and Strickland were doing the same to their victims. The aliens were about eight feet tall and a bit chubby around the belly, themselves. Their eyes were giant and black with no pupils and blinked sideways instead of up and down.

"We are the Slitheen," Asquith said with a blink while Margaret shoved Ganesh into a wall after she was completely out of her body.

Green stood up and took out a little device that acted as a switch, "Thank you for wearing your ID cards... They'll help to identify the bodies." He pressed a button, and everyone else in the room convulsed in pain as the cards around their necks electrocuted them to death. The Doctor fell on his knees trying to get the card off him, sad that he couldn't help the humans who were slumping down on the desk or the sides of the chairs to die.

As his vision started to get a little blurry, he couldn't help hoping that Virgo was okay...

To Be Continued In... World War Three!

A/N: Huzzah! We're done with the first portion in our first two-parter in the season with about two more two-parters left, so that's gotta be good progress :D I feel like the Slitheen are probably the most alien-like out of all the aliens that had appeared in Doctor Who because they look like aliens that everyone would think of, plus or minus a few features. I'm very excited for Parting of Ways with Ten, as cruel as that sounds. Nine just scares me a little, and I can't help it. He's just... not my Doctor that I know and love.

Thank you for the usual, as always, with much from the heart. Hope you have a nice rest of the morning/noon/night, wherever you are :)