Complicated

by The-Plot-Thinens

John Smith is a professor at a prestigious university and had what some would describe as the perfect life. Now with the perfect wife, his life seems complete. Though Mrs. Smith might have signed up for more than she bargained for when she had first considered John's age gap. Sort of a retelling of Doctor Who season 1 with complications. See it through it gets better, promise.

25. Chapter 25

Complicated

by The Plot Thinens

The Doctor and Rose: Earth's most interesting couple-Chapter 25


The Doctor and Rose were now being lead to the street and before they knew it they were shuffled over to what appeared to be some kind of armored limo. Rose had enough time to crane her head around to see thankfully the Police, and not the military, leading her mother back into Jackie's apartment building. She looked forward and watched her husband climbed into the open door of the limo and sit down. The Doctor upon seeing their accommodations and no cuffs or bars to be found realized that their situation wasn't as dire as Rose might still be thinking. Rose climbed into the backseat with the Doctor and looked about the inside of the limo.

"This is a bit posh. If I knew it was going to be like this, being arrested, I would have done it years ago." Smirked Rose a bit confused. The Doctor now comfortably seated smiled his manic grin and retorted,

"We're not being arrested, we're being escorted." Gloated the Doctor as he laughed to his technically-still-his-wife. Rose giggled and asked where they were being escorted to? The Doctor quite proudly stated as if it were obvious that they were being personally escorted to Downing Street. Rose could not believe her ears.

"You're kidding." Asked Rose in amazement, to which the Doctor retorted that he was not kidding and that they were indeed on their way to 10th Downing Street.

"Come along with me Rose Tyler and you'll get treated like royalty soon enough. Been mistaken for a God more than once actually, now that I think about it." The Doctor continued his big headed gloating but Rose was not catching a word of it. She was too blown away by the fact that a chav like her from a council estate was being taken to Downing Street, 1st class. The glamour and prestige of it all was circling in her head, what a story to tell her Mum.

"Oh, my God. I'm going to 10 Downing Street? How come?" Inquired Rose of her husband, she was so excited that she might start bouncing on the seat. The Doctor looked a bit pained and embarrassed, but still full of himself and replied,

"I hate to say it, but Mickey was right. Over the years I've visited this planet a lot of times, and I've been, er, noticed." Amazing. Imagine the attention she'd catch alone being technically-still-the-wife of this man. As long as they didn't try to lock up the Doctor afterwards and he managed to actually help save the world from an invasion, then there was no way anyone, not even her Mum, could have a bad thing to say about him. At least not in public. The Doctor struck her as a contradictory man, on one hand he liked attention and to be praised but on the other hand he liked to be as anonymous as possible and not stay too long to answer too many questions afterward. Would he stick around after this to be praised? Did he plan on letting himself become a celebrity? Most women probably wouldn't mind their husbands being famous and it wasn't that Rose would love him less if the world knew about him more. She just wanted him to herself and didn't want to have to share him with the press or publicity of her time. She already had to share him with the universe. She just hoped that it didn't go to his head and that he still wanted to travel with her afterwards. He'd have people throwing themselves at him for a chance to work or travel with the man who saved the World. Again she was being negative, 'Try a little more optimism Rose, yeah?' thought Rose. Wanting to keep the conversation pleasant and still excited for the possibility of the situation, she asked for confirmation of her assumption,

"So there's trouble and now they need you?"

"Like it said on the news. They're gathering experts in alien knowledge. And who's the biggest expert of the lot?" Smiled the Doctor so proud of himself. Rose had to take the wind out of his sail a bit, she just couldn't let his head get as big as the face of Bo head. So with a smug voice she answered,

"Patrick Moore?" The Doctor looked a bit put off but still he was too proud of himself and apart from that guy the Doctor asked her to guess again. Rose could clearly see that he was still sitting on his throne of 'I am so great,' and laughed,

"Oh, don't you just love it. You love the attention, everywhere we go you're center stage. You even jumped on the stage back in Cardiff. And who do you show up with as back up to save me? Dickens! All the important people in history just flock to you, without fail. And you love it." The Doctor couldn't deny that he had met a lot of interesting people and of course he couldn't help the attention, he was a fantastic superior Time Lord after all. So naturally Downing Street would want him to pay a visit in a crisis if he were around. Downing Street, not the first time he was a guest, he wondered how much it changed from last time he was there? Then he got to thinking about Prime Ministers, boy he met them like people might hope to collect trading cards. The Doctor thought that he would impress Rose with some name dropping.

"Well you flocked to me too, didn't you? I'm telling you. Lloyd George, he used to drink me under the table. Who's the Prime Minister now?" The Doctor was so wrapped up in his gloating that he didn't seem to notice that he had actually given Rose a nice compliment. He had hinted that she was important in history, so that was why their paths crossed, and that was very nice, Rose thought. The Blond suddenly registered that the Doctor had asked her a question about who the Prime Minister was.

"How should I know? I missed a year." Exclaimed Rose to her absentminded husband.

"Right" said the Doctor as he snuggled his back into the plush leather seat. Rose upon closer inspection noticed the tinted windows and the divider to the front seat was up. The Doctor was so close to her in this not so bigger on the inside vehicle. How fast was an escort to Downing Street anyway? Rose placed her hand on the Doctor's and felt the added adrenaline of touching him on top of the adrenaline she had experienced from this situation of being 'picked up' by the military. She wouldn't lie to herself; she was having impure thoughts of what they could do in the back of this limo before they arrived. But then like a bucket of cold water, reality set in and she remembered that she had never been more scared for the Doctor like she was earlier and now he might still be in danger, who knew? She wanted to be closer to him for comfort and it was the backseat of a limo. 'Sitting closer could be forgiven, yeah?' Rose asked herself. She slipped closer to him when the vehicle bounced up slightly when they hit a pot hole in the road. Also during that bounce Rose managed to pick up the Doctor's hand she had been holding and looped it around her waist. Now flush against him she hugged him burying her face in his shirt that was poking out of his jacket. She clung tightly to him and breathed in his scent, which was not an unpleasant sensation the Doctor was finding as he was easily at leisure to take in her scent too, if he wanted.

"Doctor, I was so worried for you. I thought that they were going to take you away from me, lock you up and I'd never see you again." She whispered into his chest with a shaky voice. The Doctor who had been silent up to this point mainly because he wasn't sure what to do with Rose this close. Having no place to run away to in the back of this limo, he decided to alleviate her worries with a little humor. He gave her a reassuring hug and then looked her in the eyes.

"Oh please, Rose Tyler. You think that a silly 21st century military could keep me locked up forever? I'd be out and about in no time. You'll never lose me." Laughed the Doctor, but then he froze when he realized the implications of what he had just said. Did he mean that or had he just been show boating? The Doctor asked himself this question while Rose just gazed up at him, eyes frozen to his, and looking hopeful. Rose wanted to say something and so did the Doctor, but the car stopped and neither of them ended up saying anything as the door to the vehicle was opened to let them step out.

Downing Street looked just like it did on television, only more surreal for someone who had never been there let alone a guest. Rose and the Doctor stepped out of the limo and were immediately bombarded with flashing camera lights and the noise of reporters begging for them to look this way or that way. Some howled for statements too. Rose could see that the Doctor was loving the star treatment and turn to the journalists and grinned. He waved and the reporters waved back and then he was off to the front door of 10th Downing. Rose sheepishly waved too and she wondered vaguely how many tabloids they would be in or news channels their pictures would be flashed in front of. 'Who was this mysterious couple and why were they so important to be summoned to Downing Street during a crisis like this?' The blond could almost hear them thinking. Rose wondered, would some see the Doctor and recognize him as John Smith? Well she guessed there were worse places to be seen escorted to. Rose finally turned to the door and biting her lip while grinning with excitement she said to herself,

"Oh, my God." A few steps and she was inside one of the most important places in Britain.

At the same time in what was not considered a very important part of Britain at all, Jackie was sitting in her flat nervously talking to the police. The three police officers sat with Jackie and were questioning her about the man she had helped them 'tag'. Jackie had seen her daughter brought away with the Doctor and she was worried that she might have caught hell by being with the Doctor.

"So, she's all right then? She's not in any trouble?" Asked Jackie of the Officers. She had called to get rid of the Doctor not to involve her daughter in whatever mess or trouble The Doctor was set up to deal with. In her perfect world the Doctor would have been carted away, Rose would have been returned to her unharmed and then they would never have to see the dangerous man again, but there were obviously some hiccups in her plan. One of the policemen, a fat dumpy looking one, named Strickland, sat down in the chair next to Jackie and explained,

"Well, all I can say is, your daughter and her companion might be in a position to help the country. We'll need to know how she made contact with this man, if he is a man." Shifting his weight the officer's stomach made a not too pleasant sound and the man said to his fellow remaining officers,

"Oof. Right, off you go then. I need to talk with Mrs Tyler on my own, thank you." The other law enforcement officers then left the room, leaving Jackie alone with the fat policeman.

Inside the waiting room at Downing Street there were dozens of people of importance, and important looking, shuffling about for the meeting about to start. Among these important people was a supposedly not so important looking person by the name of Harriet Jones. She was an older woman, dressed in a respectable conservative fashion and clutching her ID card as if it were a source of comfort to her. She had just witnessed something that needed to be brought to the attention of the right people for the sake of the world and she didn't know who she could trust. Certainly no one in Downing, but maybe someone brought in. She looked shaken up from what she had seen, thought she was trying very hard to cover that up. She flashed her ID badge at the UNIT officer guarding the room,

"Harriet Jones, MP Flydale North." Declared the woman as she worked her way into the room of people. A young looking but very capable government man was now raising his voice over the crowd to gain the attention of the people around him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, can we convene? Quick as we can, please. It's this way on the right, and can I remind you ID cards are to be worn at all times." The man then proceeded to give a badge to the Doctor, which the Doctor happily placed around his neck.

"Here's your ID card. I'm sorry, your companion doesn't have clearance." The young man said to the Doctor. The Doctor looked upset by this information. He didn't want to leave Rose alone, especially during an emergency. And not only that but Rose was much more clever than other humans, in his opinion, so it would only serve as a benefit to have Rose with him to bounce ideas off of. He put his arm around Rose's shoulder and announced very clearly to the man,

"I don't go anywhere without her." Not negotiable. The young man looked sympathetic but sternly replied,

"You're the code nine, not her. I'm sorry, Doctor. It is the Doctor, isn't it? She'll have to stay outside."

"She's staying with me." Barked the Doctor to the young government man. This was ridiculous to the Doctor. They trusted him enough and if the Doctor trusted Rose with code 9 clearance or whatever it was, then that should be good enough for these apes. The man clearly did not want a fight about this, rules were rules. And no matter how important a person, they all had to follow the rules that's why the rules were there.

"Look, even I don't have clearance to go in there. I can't let her in and that's a fact." The young man said imploring the Doctor to understand. Rose was uneasy about the situation but she couldn't help but feel a bit giddy over the Doctor's uncompromising desire to keep her near him. It made her feel very important to the Doctor. And right now that was the only person in the whole universe that she cared thought she was important. Still there was a world to save and if the Doctor was not in there it would never get saved, so taking the issue out of the Doctor's hands she said,

"It's all right. You go." She was just excited enough to actually be in 10th Downing, what did it matter to her if she didn't get to go in with all the stuffed shirts? The Doctor would give her the skinny later anyway, and then the real meeting to save the world would start. It was then that Harriet Jones over heard the conversation and quite excitedly asked,

"Excuse me. Are you the Doctor?" She had overheard earlier how important and what an expert he was and if anyone could help her he could. The Doctor answered the affirmative and the young government man rolled his eyes. He had been dealing with this woman's mundane concerns about retired citizens and other such unimportant at the moment issues all evening. He was sure whatever Ms Jones had to say it was not worth the Doctor's time and declared,

"Not now. We're busy. Can't you go home?" Harriet was now desperate to get the information she had to tell out now and announced,

"I just need a word in private." Harriet proceeded to argue with the man while Rose tried to convince the Doctor that it was okay to go into the meeting without her.

"Are you sure? You going to be alright on your own?" Asked the Doctor of his technically-still-his-wife. He really didn't want to leave her behind with all these strange panicky apes. And also a part of him had really liked being seen with Rose for some reason. He had especially enjoyed all the press taking pictures of the two of them getting out of the car at 10th Downing street's entrance. It didn't hurt him in the least if the world saw him with a useful, clever, and lovely woman like his Rose. 'His Rose?' Yet another slip up thought the Doctor, but stuff like that just kept happening when he was looking at her.

"Just go, they can't save the world without you and I'll be just fine out here." Smiled Rose to her worried husband.

"I suppose so. Don't get in any trouble." Declared the Doctor to Rose as he left the room for the meeting.

"You haven't got clearance. Now leave it." Finished the young man to Jones and then he turned to the Doctor's companion,

"I'm going to have to leave you with security." Said the man to Rose. Harriet knew that this woman was with the Doctor and if she traveled with the Doctor then she was just as good and as important a person to talk to as the Doctor. Practically latching on to the young woman, Harriet smiled sheepishly and asked,

"It's all right. I'll look after her. Let me be of some use." Then forcing a smile she whispered to Rose,

"Walk with me. Just keep walking." Rose followed but she was a bit uneasy by the vibes she was getting off the woman. Rose tried to look back at the room she had just left only to hear the woman whisper again,

"That's right. Don't look round. Harriet Jones, MP Flydale North."

Inside the briefing room were seats and tables with papers to brief the alien experts on the situation, whatever it was. The Doctor although aware of the gravity of the situation was very excited to be in the room. History is being made and he was now part of it! This was indeed why he traveled in time, to experience historic events first hand. The doctor quickly scanned over the papers and in a matter of seconds became an expert on the information, before the briefing could even begin. Meanwhile, slightly hidden by the staircase, Harriet Jones was with Rose Tyler. Harriet saw this young girl as her salvation, if she could just convey what she had seen to this companion of the Doctor, Rose, somehow she knew things would be alright.

"This friend of yours, he's an expert, is that right? He knows about aliens?" Asked Harriet with a shaky voice. Rose was curious but cautious and asked,

"Why do you want to know?" But before the woman could answer Harriet broke down into tears and Rose gripped the woman's arms in comfort and tried to calm her down.

At the front of the briefing room, leading this meeting of minds were two very large tubby men. The man standing up was General Asquith, Chief of the Defense Staff, the most senior military officer in Britain at this time. The man sitting down at the place of power, was Joseph Green. This man until recent events was Chairman of a Parliamentary committee monitoring sugar standards in export of confectionary, but was now acting Prime Minister. By coincidence he was now the highest ranking member of the government within London during this crisis period and possible invasion, making him Acting PM. What were the odds that circumstances would make someone as unimportant as this the most powerful person in Britain?

"Hope someone bought a lottery ticket." The Doctor heard a man in front of him say as he explained to the man next to him just who it was sitting in front of them. General Asquith raised his voice and got the attention of the many people in the room.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, if I could have your attention, please. As you can see from the summaries in front of you, the ship had one porcine occupant." The Doctor who had already briefed himself decided that since he was the only person in the room that it mattered was briefed decided to bypass wasting in a meeting and addressed the room. It was time for the short version.

"Of course, the really interesting bit happened three days ago, see, filed away under Any Other Business. The North Sea. A satellite detected a signal, a little blip of radiation, at one hundred 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?" Asked the Doctor of the room. While the Doctor addressed these experts in the know, the real critical information was being discussed up stairs in the Cabinet Room. Harriet Jones was so glad to have the assistant to the Doctor listening to her when so many would not. Rose had followed her into the Cabinet Room and Harriet had produced from the closet what looked like a giant Halloween costume. At first Rose thought it was like one of those political novelty masks, but when she touched it she could tell that it did not feel like plastic. It was human flesh and there was a zipper stitched and concealed into the head of what looked like a taxidermy human.

"They turned the body into a suit. A disguise for the thing inside!" Explained the distraught woman who was barely holding herself together. Harriet was still afraid that she would not be believed by Rose, but Rose was no stranger to weird or aliens and believed Harriet whole heartedly. Gripping the woman's shoulders to calm the woman, Rose said reassuringly,

"It's all right. I believe you. It's, it's alien. They must have some serious technology behind this. If we could find it, we could use it." The aliens must have completely taken over 10th Downing so any number of alien possessions could be around the place. Rose began looking about the room for anything that screamed to her eyes alien tech. She looked behind things open drawers and cupboards until she reached a different cupboard. This one being different because a man's body slumped out of it and fell to the floor! Rose was horrified,

"Oh, my God! Is that the…" Rose never had a chance to finish her sentence because at that time the young government man, who had been belittling Harriet earlier, entered the room.
"Harriet, for God's sake. This has gone beyond a joke. You cannot just wander. Oh, my God. That's the Prime Minister!" Shrieked the young man as he gazed down on the floor at the body of his missing leader. A cruel laugh was heard and a short and fat blond woman entered the room.

At the same time the Doctor was reaching the end of his logical string of thoughts which he was saying out loud. It dawned on him and he was very worried.

"If aliens fake an alien crash and an alien pilot, what do they get? Us. They get us. It's not a diversion, it's a trap." Stated the Doctor, he had to get these people moving before the trap closed around them.

"Oh! Has someone been naughty?" Giggled the woman that the young man knew as Margaret Blaine. Blaine had taken that moment to walk into the room and quite noticeably closed the door behind her and locked it. Then with the air of a panther on the hunt she approached closer to her prey. Rose and the young man were confused by her strange behavior, but Harriet was terrified.

Inside the Tyler flat Jackie proceeded to do what she thought was best for her daughter and continued to send Rose's husband up the river. She was upset that she was being drilled so much by the officer but she wanted to be helpful if it meant getting that dangerous man away from her baby girl. Even if part of her was feeling increasingly guilty for doing it. But Rose she was convinced wasn't in her right mind and needed her mother to save her, so she gave every detail that she could remember from what she saw and heard from the Doctor.

"It was bigger on the inside. I don't know. What do I know about spaceships?" Answered Jackie for the ninth time about the Doctor's transportation. The officer continued to give off a vibe of overwhelming concern about the dangerous situation Jackie found herself in over the Doctor.

"That's what worries me. You see, this man is classified as trouble. Which means that anyone associated with him is trouble. And that's my job…." Announced the officer as Jackie walked into the kitchen. Jackie was stressed and whenever she was stressed she drank tea. Now was as good a time as any to start drinking tea and she looked about the kitchen for the kettle. Jackie was so distracted by her task and in her own little world of worry for her daughter that she did not see the officer in the next room take off his cap. Nor did she see the obvious zipper on his forehead under that cap. And she certainly did not see the blue flashing light coming from the living room as 'Strictland' began to unzip the zipper on his head!

"Eliminating trouble." Finished Strictland eerily.

"That's impossible. He left this afternoon. The Prime Minister left Downing Street. He was driven away!" Said the young man to Blaine as he stared disbelievingly at the corpse of the dead Prime Minister. Jones moved closer to Rose and gripped her arm as if she'd fall over if she didn't. Blaine moved ahead to the group still unrelenting in her creepy smile as if she were in the best secret ever, but was dying for the three people in front of her to figure it out.

"And who told you that, hmm? Me." Smirked the creepy fat woman as she reached up for her hairline.

"This is all about us. Alien experts. The only people with knowledge how to fight them gathered together in one room." Declared the Doctor with heightened worry, but his train of thought was derailed when the man who was now Prime Minister let off a noisy fart. Disgusted by the elimination system of the apes he turned to the man and hissed,

"Excuse me, do you mind not farting while I'm saving the world?" The Doctor insulted by the man's body functions and anything that distracted from the serious matter at hand. So much to his irritation Acting PM Green smirked,

"Would you rather silent but deadly?" General Asquith then proceeded to remove his cap and began to unzips a zipper in his forehead. Green began to laugh and the room filled with blue light as the alien inside the skin of Asquith wriggle to get free of his human disguise. It was a trap, the Doctor knew this now and the trap was for all these experts carefully gathered into one room. Apart from the danger this spelt for the Earth and himself it also meant that Rose possibly was in danger too. He had brought Rose into a trap and he currently did not know where she was. He just hoped that she had not found trouble in the form of one of these aliens.

Margaret had now unzipped the zipper on her forehead and much to her relief her arms were now finally free. She flexed her three fingered hands and brandished them at the three terrified humans. She was going to enjoy this. Margaret then grabbed the young man around the next and lifted him up off the floor and slammed him hard against the wall. The man struggled but could not seem to free himself from the alien claw and his neck broke under the pressure.

In the Tyler flat a similar eight foot tall alien with large eyes and scaly green skin was menacing over a petrified Jackie Tyler. This was the first time Jackie had ever seen an alien that didn't resemble something familiar. Jackie was shaking with adrenaline and all she could do was scream and hope that someone could hear her and if not too late, rescue her.

The Doctor stared anxiously at the alien that had revealed itself in front of him and the gather crowd of alien experts. It was green with a childlike chubby face and a strange device around its neck. It hissed and roared causing the humans in the room to flinch and quake in terror with every move it made. This was not good, hostile aliens had infiltrated the British government and now he had to somehow fix this mess.

"We are the Slitheen." Hissed the alien that was posing as the General. Never stopping his laughing, Green then declared to the room of shocked and scared viewers,

"Thank you all for wearing your ID cards. They'll help to identify the bodies." Then holding up a remote controlled device he flipped a switch on it and the ID cards emitted electric shocks to their wearers, including the Doctor. The Doctor crippled by the electricity fell to his knees in pain.

Author's Notes: Hi fans of Complicated, guess what, gang? Really bad insomnia this week which means tons of updates soon as I can proof read them when I'm not half awake. Again Comments are appreciated. And I made a poll to test if anyone looks at my polls. I guess they don't. Down the road I am going to be hold a vote that will directly effect the story. Will be a bit but this is your early heads up so learn to use the polls feature I got set up as a test. Thanks!