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Chapter 25: Hurt Wanda
The Doctor started searching through different Earth channels on the TARDIS scanner, looking for updates on the news to what was happening. Rose and Mickey walked up behind him, watching the news with him. Wanda remained by the doors, waiting for their time to leave. The Doctor saw that U.N.I.T was gathering up to help figure out the alien crash. He decided that he needed to go uncover for the time being. Keep him and the TARDIS both out of sight. Wanda stood up when he went to the doors, stepping out with him, Rose, and Mickey.
Suddenly, overhead a helicopter hovered above them. It aimed its spotlight at them, making the group squint from the blinding light. Police cars swarmed the area around them. Military vehicles joined seconds later. The authorities shouting and commanding the group to stay put. Red Berets charged forward with their guns aimed at them.
"Mickey, quick, hide behind that dumpster over there," Wanda instructed Mickey, pointing to where the man needed to be. "Go. Now." Mickey did not wait to be told twice. He took off with guards chasing after him. Wanda knew he would find a good spot to hide, and would be ready to play the part he was needed for.
Jackie came running out of the flats, yelling for Rose. But some guards held her back as the rest forced the Doctor, Rose, and Wanda into a police car. It was sort of cramped with all three of them, but they fit in. The car took off, taking them to the same location as the other U.N.I.T members were. Downing Street. Rose thought of this as funny when the Doctor explained what was happening.
Wanda remained silent, figuring the Doctor would not want her talking anyway. It was funny, really. She felt like First Wanda all over again. Shy, anxious, timid and worried over whether or not she as useless as ever. Though, maybe, she always was this way. Always as worthless. The Doctor sure seemed to think so. So . . . it must be true. Wanda only felt even more shameful and insignificant as she silently listened to the happy and excited rambles of Rose and the Doctor.
They arrived to Downing Street, stepping out of the car to see a barrage of cameras flashing at them from the vast amount of reporters. The guards led them inside to where the Doctor was needed. They came into a large room filled with people. All gathered for alien information. The Doctor was handed his I.D. for the meeting, walking right in after everyone else. He did not even bother in making sure Rose and Wanda were taken care of. Wanda sighed, wishing he would get out of his temper soon. She knew from experience that once Nine fell into a mood, he tended to grow very temperamental and kept his thoughts only focused on his own tasks and nothing else. Tending to forget about the others around him. It happened quite a few times in the beginning of their adventures when he forgot Wanda behind in traps, or even behind on a planet entirely.
Wanda glanced over to see an anxious Harriet Jones in the corner. The woman walked towards them when a man tried to send them off with security. Harriet told him that she would take care and watch over them instead. He seemed to see this as a good idea, leaving the room. They walked out together from the room with Harriet looking jumpy. Wanda knew this was from just witnessing General Asquith being murdered by the Slitheen family, the true aliens behind the events around them.
"Harriet Jones, MP, Flydale North," Harriet introduced herself quickly as they walked.
"I'm the Wanderer," Wanda said.
"Rose Tyler, ma'am," Rose said right after Wanda. Harriet steered them into a quiet and vacant location of the building. She turned to them both, looking anxious.
"This friend of yours, he's an expert, is that right? He know . . . he knows about aliens?" she asked. Her voice broke some, still horrified by what she saw.
"Yes, but so does she," Rose said, pointing to Wanda. Harriet started to shake, finally giving into her overwhelmed emotions and sobbing. The Time Lady came up to Harriet, gently rubbing her shoulder.
"Hey, it's alright," Wanda spoke gently. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. I already know what happened." Harriet sniffed after some moments of sobbing, dabbing away her tears.
"H-how . . . how do you know that?" she questioned, confused as to how the raven-haired woman could possibly know something which had happened only moments before.
"I have a way of knowing things. And I'm here to help," Wanda said softly. She gave Harriet a hug. "I'm sorry you had to witness something like that." Harriet patted her back, grateful that a woman who barely knew her seemed so willing to comfort a stranger.
"I'm—I'm fine. We just need to hurry," Harriet spoke quickly. "I have to at least show you what they've done." She directed them quickly to the Cabinet Room. She pulled out the body suit of Oliver Charles from the cupboard once they were inside the room. It flapped around uselessly onto the table when Harriet set it down. Rose stared at it in horror.
"What is that?" she gasped.
"It's a body suit the real aliens use as a disguise," Wanda explained. "They kill the person, and then use the skin for themselves. It's how they blend in." She turned, walking over to a nearby cupboard. She slowly opened it. The dead body of the Prime Minister fell forward. She caught it, gently setting it down onto the ground. She sighed, hating that another person had died that day. Just another person she had been unable to save. What a worthless Time Lord she was.
"It's the Prime Minister," Harriet breathed in horror. Both she and Rose walked over, looking at the body.
"Harriet, for God's sake! This has gone beyond a joke. You cannot just wander . . . ," spoke Indra Ganesh, secretary of Ministry of Defence, harshly as he walked into the room. But he trailed off the moment he spotted the body at the trio's feet. "Oh, my god. That's the Prime Minister."
"Ohh. Has someone been naughty?"
They all quickly looked towards the doorway of the Cabinet Room. Margaret Blaine (Blon Fel-Fotch Passmer-Day Slitheen) walked into the room. She gave a very creepy, very menacing smile at them. She slowly shut the door behind her, leaving them trapped in the room with her. Harriet looked at the new arrival fearfully, backing up with Rose. Wanda stood up from her position from the Prime Minister's body, glaring at Margaret. Indra glanced at Margaret, looking back to the dead body of the Prime Minister.
"That's not possible. He left this afternoon," Indra spoke in disbelief to the sight. He turned to the still smiling Margaret. "I mean, the Prime Minister left Downing Street. He was driven away."
"And who told you that?" Margaret asked smugly. She walked up closer towards them, giving a large dark grin. "Hmm? Me." She lifted up a hand, starting to unzip her head. A bright blue, electrical light spilled out from the area behind the zip, filling the room with its bright color.
Wanda glared to the slowly revealing Slitheen. The true alien body was large. Not only in height, but up weight as well. Pure black eyes and light green skin with long, sharp claws for hands. Altogether, Margaret looked cruel and frightening in her true form. She hissed at them, lifting a quick hand to Indra to grab and kill him. Wanda reacted without thinking. She grabbed a nearby heavy wooden chair from the Cabinet conference table. She rushed in front of Indra and slammed the chair right into the Slitheen. Margaret stumbled back from the hit, caught by surprise from it.
"Run!" Wanda screamed to the people behind her. Harriet grabbed Rose and Indra, rushing them around the other side of the table and towards the door. Margaret gained back her balance, knocking the chair right out of Wanda's hands. She grabbed the Time Lady by the front, lifting Wanda into the air.
"Wanda!" Rose cried out when she glanced over her shoulder, seeing the Time Lady held up by the sharp claws of Margaret. Wanda struggled some, glaring at the Slitheen.
"You will die," Blon Fel-Fotch spit out.
"No thanks," Wanda bit back, whipping out her sonic. She jabbed it into the collar around the alien's neck. She made it spark electricity, enough to shock Margaret horribly. She let Wanda go, making the Time Lady fall back onto the ground. The Slitheen went to raise her sharp claws at Wanda again, ready to strike her down when the whole collar started to spark even worse with electricity. Her whole body enveloping with the dangerous light. Wanda knew this was the work of the Doctor placing the electrified ID on the Slitheen below. It was her lucky moment to escape.
Wanda quickly got up from the ground and ran around the jerking Slitheen. But not before Margaret whipped a clawed hand around, catching Wanda on her side and left arm. She cried out, falling briefly against a wall before running out hurriedly. She felt hot-wet liquid running down her arm and her clothes on the side were the hit struck her.
Once outside the room, Wanda paused briefly to stare down to her wound. There were large gashes in her upper arm and into her side. The claws had sliced right through her black military jacket and purple shirt. It had come close to cutting right across her stomach. She noticed a small dart sticking out of her arm. Pulling it out, she winced at the barbed end scraping against the inside of her skin. She made sure to pocket the dart, knowing of the poison it held. She panted, shaking from the pain in her arm and side. She sucked it up, not wanting to be bothered with it at the moment. Others needed her first.
"Wanda, are you all right?" Rose asked hurriedly. She stared down in horror to the sight of leaking blood down the Time Lady's limp arm. "Oh, my god. You're hurt."
"I'm fine," Wanda panted out. "We need to get going. She isn't going to be held back for long."
"We need to get the Emergency Protocols," Harriet said in a rush. Wanda walked up, pushing at the woman, though unable to lift her other arm to push Rose as well.
"We can get them later. Just worry about running for now," Wanda told them, making them both run out of the room. Indra was in the hall, staring in shock to them.
"What—what is going on?" he asked in a panic. "Was that . . . was that what I think it was?"
"Yes, Margaret is an alien," Wanda said to the man. "And I suggest you leave Downing Street. Now." He tried to argue, but Wanda held up a hand. "Do not even bother with telling any of the guards. Joseph Green and General Asquith are also aliens. They'll only tell the guards to take you away and then they'll kill you. Just leave and don't come back. Trust me; you'll be safer that way."
"But—," he tried to argue.
"Leave!" Wanda ordered him. He blinked for a moment in bewilderment before turning and running off. Wanda only hoped he would listen to her warning. Swiftly, she turned her attention to the other two next to her. "Now us, too. We need to get out of here."
The trio of females ran through many doors. Rose closed each door behind them as they ran, trying to block the path for Margaret who they could hear running through the halls after them. Each door Rose closed would be heard moments later crashed down, becoming nothing more than splinters by the rampaging Slitheen. At one point they ran into a dead end with Margaret right at their feet. But the lift dinged loudly, distracting the alien. Wanda could hear the Doctor inside, giving a brief hello to the screeching Slitheen before he made the lift continue on up.
They took the distraction as an opportunity to run down another hall, coming into a secluded room. Harriet breathed for them to hide. She herself hid behind a tall screen while Rose and Wanda went around a cabinet. They both crouched low to the floor, trying to even out their panting. Wanda gripped her injured arm tightly, trying to ease the bleeding and the pain. Both she and Rose stiffened when they heard the door of the room slowly creak open.
"Oh, such fun," laughed Margaret in wicked delight. In almost a singsong voice. They could hear her shuffling around the room. Getting closer. "Little human children. Where are you? Sweet little humankins, come to me. Let me kiss you better. Kiss you with my big, green lips."
Rose grabbed Wanda's good arm, dragging the woman up hurriedly and pulling them both into a large curtain by the window next to them. They made sure that Margaret's back was turned before burying themselves in a curtain. Rose on one side and Wanda on another. Wanda shook as she gripped her arm. Not from fear, but from the increasingly sharp pain shooting through her arm. It felt like it was slowly catching on fire. She gritted her teeth as she tried to force the growing agony down.
Soon, the two other Slitheen's, Joseph Green and General Asquith came up to the room with Margaret.
"My brothers," Margaret spoke happily as the two others entered the room.
"Happy hunting?" Green asked his sister in delight, excited in hunting down their prey.
"It's wonderful. The more you prolong it, the more they stink," Margaret giggled merrily. Rose and Wanda both stiffened as they heard the aliens shuffle slowly around the room. Getting closer ever so slightly.
"Sweat and fear," Asquith stated smugly.
"I can smell an old girl, stale bird, and brittle bones," spoke Green nastily.
"A ripe youngster, all hormones and adrenaline, fresh enough to bend before she snaps," added Margaret.
"And the smell of an injured one. So feeble and powerless with the wonderful stench of blood. She'll be too weak to put up any fight," sneered Asquith. Wanda gritted her teeth with anger as she felt one coming towards Rose first. Just before Margaret came up to grab Rose, Wanda quickly stepped out around her own curtain.
"Don't you dare touch her!" Wanda shouted angrily. "Don't hurt either of them! Just kill me!"
"No! Take me first!" Harriet cried out, rushing out of her own screen. The Slitheen were briefly distracted by wondering who to kill first when the Doctor rushed in with a fire extinguisher. He hit a burst of ice at the Slitheen's, making them screech at the cold blast. Rose grabbed the curtain behind her, throwing it over Margaret. The trio then all ran out of the room with the Doctor.
The Doctor directed them to the Cabinet Room, wanting to get there for safety. The Slitheen family was right on their tails, screeching loudly all the way down the hall after them. They all rushed inside the Cabinet Room, closing the back door behind them. The Doctor went over to the front door, grabbing a bottle of alcohol from a tray and held it up in the air with his sonic pointed at it. He faced the oncoming Slitheen at the doorway.
"One more move, and my sonic device will triplicate the flammability of this alcohol," the Doctor said hurriedly to the trio of aliens in front of him. "Woof! We all go up. So back off." The Slitheens paused in front of him, not moving a muscle. They then took a few steps back, staring warily at the bottle in his hands. The Doctor nodded. "Right, then. Question time. Who exactly are the Slitheen?"
"They're aliens," Harriet told him. She stood behind the Doctor, gripping onto the Emergency Protocols tightly.
"Yes, I got that, thanks," the Doctor responded sarcastically.
"Who are you, if not human?" asked the Slitheen who posed as Joseph Green.
"Who's not human?" Harriet asked quietly to Rose beside her.
"He's not human," answered Rose, pointing at the Doctor.
"He's not human?" Harriet asked in disbelief.
"She's not either," Rose told her, pointing to Wanda over behind them. The girl frowned, looking at the Time Lady in concern. She saw how Wanda leaned heavily against a wall behind them, panting in pain while she gripped her injured arm severely. Rose could also see how the arm still dripped with blood, even more coming from the Time Lady's side.
"She's not human?" Harriet asked, once again in disbelief to the new information. She really could not believe that two nonhumans seemed so willing to protect them. Especially when they were not of the same species or race or planet.
"Can I have a bit of hush?" the Doctor retorted to the two talking females behind him.
"Sorry," Harriet told him. The Doctor looked back to the Slitheen.
"So what's the plan?" he questioned them. "Come on. You're got a spaceship hidden in the North Sea. It's transmitting a signal. You're murdered your way to the top of government, what for, invasion?"
"Why would we invade this godforsaken rock?" retorted Green.
"Then something's brought the Slitheen race here," the Doctor stated. "What is it?"
"'The Slitheen Race'?" asked the Sitheen posing as General Asquith.
"Slitheen is not our species," stated Green. "'Slitheen' is our surname. Jocrassa Fel-Fotch Passameer-Day Slitheen, at your service."
"So you're family," the Doctor nodded in understanding.
"A family business," said Green.
"Then you're out to make a profit," noted the Doctor. "How can you do that on a 'godforsaken rock'?"
"Ah, excuse me," Asquith spoke up after a brief pause from the Slitheen. "Your device will do what, triplicate the flammability?" The Doctor grinned, suddenly realizing the aliens were catching onto his bluff.
"Is that what I said?" he responded lightly. The Slitheen started towards them again, ready for a slaughter. The Doctor quickly activated the Cabinet Room's security system which placed the room into lock down. Thick steel walls slammed all around the windows and doors. The Doctor brushed his hands together, happy with his genius thinking. He turned to the group, grinning away merrily.
"They'll never get in," he told them, with his cheeky grin growing larger.
"But we can't get out, idiot," Wanda mumbled over by the wall. The Doctor blinked with his grin slowly lessening as he realized they situation.
"Ah," he said quietly. He looked over to Wanda, frowning at her. "What's wrong with you?"
"She's hurt," Rose said, going over to Wanda to check up on the Time Lady. Rose gently checked over the wounds, seeing the deep gashes. "We need to get you some bandages."
"I think there might be some in the cupboard," Harriet spoke up, quickly setting down the Emergency Protocols to check in said cupboard. The Doctor crossed his arms, looking annoyed.
"How did you get hurt?" he asked with his voice laced with irritation. "What did you do, allow yourself to get a swipe from the Slitheen? Think that just because you're a Time Lord now you can handle getting injured all the time?" Wanda winced, not from the physical injury but from the internal one she felt from the Doctor's hurtful retort.
"Oi, that's enough," Rose bit out, glaring at him. "Why don't you be useful and actually help us with the wounds?"
The Doctor sighed, clearly irritated but went over to Wanda anyway. His gaze lost its harshness when he saw the deep gashes on her arm and side. He thought that maybe it had just been a cut or something. He did not realize the injuries were that severe. He carefully helped Wanda out of her jacket, tossing the useless tattered clothing aside. He lifted her shirt and examined the nasty wounds. Mentally noting curiously how she seemed to have old, round scars on her arm and along her torso. How did she get those?
"Here, this is all I could find," spoke Harriet. She brought out different coats and dress shirts.
The Doctor started ripping them up, wrapping them around Wanda's arm and middle. Blood soaked into the material almost instantly. This would not do. He needed real medical supplies if he was going to patch her up better. But, it would have to do for now. The raven-haired woman would just have to endure her own stupidity for letting herself get hurt.
"There, that should take care of you for now," the Doctor said, patting her on the arm. Wanda winced from the sharp pain. He quickly pulled his hand away, realizing his mistake. "Oops, sorry."
"It's fine," she whispered in reply. She stared up to him, giving a small smile of gratitude. "Thanks." He nodded, walking away.
He knew she would be fine. Her new Time Lord genetics would start healing her up soon. It is probably why she was so willing in allowing herself in getting injured. She had no hesitation with her new wonderful genetics. Such a human response. Thinking that she was invulnerable now that she was no longer the same species. She most likely took it for granted. He would have to scold her for it later.
As everyone moved around the room, searching for anything useful, Wanda moved away from the wall to help Harriet move the Prime Minister. They placed him gently in the cupboard, making sure he had a nice place to rest until they could give a proper burial. The Doctor began discussing why and how exactly the Slitheen fit inside of humans. Mostly with the help of their collars around their necks. Harriet sat at the table, going over the Emergency Protocols.
"Harriet Jones . . . I've heard that name before . . . Harriet Jones," the Doctor said after a while of searching throughout the room. He looked over to the woman at the desk. "You're not famous for anything, are you?"
"Ha! Hardly," Harriet scoffed lightly.
"Rings a bell . . . Harriet Jones," the Doctor spoke again, frowning as he searched through his memories from where he heard that name.
"Lifelong back-bencher, I'm afraid, and a fat lot of use I'm being now," said Harriet, frowning at the protocols in her hand.
"Of course you're useful. You always help out people when you can, and your true concern is the well-fare of others," Wanda countered, smiling kindly to the woman. The Time Lady currently sat down next to Harriet, trying to keep herself calm and relaxed from the increasing pain growing up her arm. It was growing harder and harder to ignore it. But Wanda kept up her smile, not wanting the others to worry about her and help them out in any way she could.
"Yes, but I'm not important. Never have been. At least, not important enough to make any real change," Harriet told the Time Lady. "I'm just a small voice in the mix."
"But that's what great," Wanda replied. "Any one small voice can make the biggest change. That's what so great about the human society, really. Everyone plays an important key in working together and helping each other out. Everyone is important to help the system run, even a secretary. A MP like yourself can make a world of difference. Better than even a Prime Minister at times."
"I'm afraid the system doesn't always work as smoothly as you think," Harriet replied with a shake of her head.
Wanda nodded. "Well, of course there's always going to be flaws. But don't place yourself down even before you've been up. You may never know. One day you might be Prime Minister yourself and make wonderful things happen.
Blinking at first then chuckling, Harriet merely shook her head once more in response. "Ha! Me? Prime Minister?"
"You never know. And if you ever were to become Prime Minister, you might just be able to make the system work better." Wanda shrugged. She smiled at Harriet. "Besides, I know for a fact that the system you worked out for cottage hospitals is going to be brilliant."
"Really?" Harriet asked. Wanda nodded, giving her a bright smile. Harriet smiled as well, looking back to the protocols. Who knows . . . maybe she could be Prime Minister one day. Not for the power, but to help people and the system. Just as the Wanderer spoke of.
Harriet waved over the Doctor, getting him to look over the protocols with her. They began to discuss over the nuclear plans with the U.N. when Rose suggested they just launch a missile at the Slitheen. To which both Harriet and Wanda said 'no.' Wanda sat back in her chair, gripping onto her arm tightly as she listened to the others talk.
Her whole arm had gone stiff and hard to bend a while back. The whole thing felt as though it were on fire. The same fire like feeling was spreading throughout the rest of her body. She felt a thin sheen of sweat building up around her skin as a fever started. Her body must be fighting off the poison making its way through her system. She wondered if she should tell the Doctor and let him know about the dart that had hit her. But when she glanced over to him, she knew she needed to let him work. There were bigger issues ahead for them besides her own faults. She had been stupid enough to let Margaret hit her. Besides that . . . it might just give the Doctor another reason to hate her.
Just then, Rose's mobile beeped, indicating she had a message. She opened it, stating it was from Mickey. He had sent her a picture of a Slitheen. Rose called him immediately, asking if he was all right. The boyfriend explained that the alien had attack Jackie in her flat. He had saved the mother, making sure they were both safe back in his flat. The Doctor grabbed the mobile from Rose, beginning to talk hurriedly to Mickey.
"Don't talk. Just shut up and go to your computer," the Doctor instructed the man curtly. There was a brief pause as Mickey seemed to refuse at first. The Doctor grumbled under his breath for a moment, then sucked in a breath. Looking ready to do something he would regret. "Mickey the idiot, I might just choke before I finish this sentence, but, uh, I need you."
There was a smug reply from Mickey, making the Doctor grumble even more. Yes, he really regretted those words now. But it worked, making the boyfriend begin to do as he was told.
"It says 'password,'" Mickey told the Doctor over the mobile. The Doctor hooked the mobile onto a speaker so they could all hear him.
"Say again," the Doctor spoke to the speaker.
"It's asking for the password," Mickey's voice called out from over the speaker.
"'Buffalo'—two F's, one L," the Doctor instructed him. They could hear some typing and Jackie speaking in the background. Then a denied computer alert tone rang out.
"It says 'accessed denied,'" Mickey told them. "It doesn't recognize my computer for access." The Doctor banged his hand on the table in frustration. He was sure it would have worked.
"What now?" Rose asked. Wanda leaned up closer to the speaker.
"Mickey, remember that present I gave you?" Wanda spoke to the speaker.
"Um . . . . yeah. But I've never really used it or anything," Mickey responded.
"Well, now it's time to be put to good use," Wanda told him. "Go ahead and plug it into a nearest port. It should start to run a whole sequence of numbers on your screen. Then, type the password once it's done." They heard Mickey shuffling around, doing as she instructed.
"Got it," he said after a few minutes. "Man, this thing works wonders. Really is a great gift, Wanda."
"You're welcome. I'll have to get you some more gadgets later," Wanda replied brightly. "Especially to make up for the trouble you went through for a year because of the idiot." She sent the Doctor a cheeky smirk. He grumbled some, then started to go on a ramble about why exactly the Slitheen crashed into Big Ben. Why would they gather up that much attention?
"The Slitheen were hiding, but then they put the entire planet on red alert," Rose added in. "What would they do that for?"
"Oh, listen to her," they heard Jackie say over the speaker. Rose frowned at the device.
"Well, at least I'm trying," Rose retorted.
"Well, I got a question, if you don't mind," Jackie retorted back. "Because since that man and woman walked into our lives, I have been attacked in the streets, I have had creatures from the pits of hell in my own living room, and my daughter disappear off the face of the Earth."
"I told you what happened," Rose responded in annoyance.
"I'm talking to them," Jackie bit out. "Especially to you, Doctor. 'Cause I've seen this life of yours. And maybe you get off on it and maybe you think it's all clever and smart, but you tell me, just answer me this . . . is my daughter safe?"
"I'm fine," Rose replied, laughing at the silly question.
"Is she safe?" Jackie asked again, knowing not about Rose's safety for the moment, but in later adventures. She needed to know. "Will she always be safe? Can you promise me that?"
The Doctor stared off some, thinking it over. He glanced over to Wanda, seeing the blood on the makeshift bandages they had made. No. Rose would never be safe. Neither would Wanda or anyone else. It was never safe to be around him. He did not speak. Only remained staring distantly at the blood on Wanda's arm. He watched as the raven-haired woman stood up from her chair, leaning in closer to the speaker.
"Jackie, he can't promise that," Wanda told the mother. "But I can. I promise you, Rose will never be hurt. She will always be safe. I will never let any harm come to your daughter and she will always come back to you. You will never lose her."
"You promise?" Jackie asked, sounding very skeptical by this promise.
"I promise. I give you my word," Wanda spoke evenly. "And I only give promises that I can keep. Remember that."
"Okay. I trust you," Jackie said after a moment, sounding relieved to know that her daughter was safe.
Mickey told them that he accessed the full network of the U.N.I.T's database. The Doctor instructed him where to go, listening into the signal that was transmitting from the North Sea of the Slitheen's ship. They heard the doorbell of Mickey's flat ring. Then, they heard Jackie crying out something in a panic.
"They found us," Mickey said fearfully.
"Mickey, I need that signal," the Doctor said curtly, not wanting to worry about anything else at the moment. They needed to find out what the Slitheen were up to first. The planet's life possibly hanging on the line.
"No, you don't," Wanda told the Doctor. "I'll just tell you everything in a minute. I'm allowed to now." She turned her attention to the speaker, ready to help the two on the other line. "Mickey, remember those pickled eggs I told you to keep? You still got them, right?"
"Yeah, I think so," Mickey stated quickly.
"Go to the kitchen and gather them up along with anything else vinegar," Wanda instructed him. "As soon as he crashes through the door, hit him with all the vinegar you got. Then just watch out for the splatter."
"What splatter?" Mickey asked.
"You'll see."
"What the hell does vinegar have anything to do with this?" the Doctor asked in annoyance. More or less annoyed that she was so willing to give him the information he needed now of all times. Any other time when he asked for it: nothing. But now?
"They're from Raxacoricofallapatorius," Wanda explained. "They're calcium based life forms. The vinegar will—."
"Yes, yes. I know that. Thanks," the Doctor snapped at her, annoyed that he was not the one to figure it out. They heard the screeching of the Slitheen and Jackie naming off the items she was putting together from Mickey's kitchen. A whole lot of pickled items. Then a splash and splattering. Both people on the other side of the line made a sound in disgust. Everyone else gave a sigh in relief.
"Right. Splatter," Mickey grumbled over the speaker, sounding revolted by the after effect of the Slitheen exploding from the vinegar.
"I'll help you clean it up later," Wanda sighed, sitting down on a chair. It was getting hard to remain standing. Everything in the room kept titling around as the fire continued to spread through her angrily. The Doctor marched over to her, glaring down at her.
"Explain. Now," he growled. She sighed, knowing this was only going to make him even more angry.
"The Slitheen plans are to make everyone panic over an alien invasion," she began to explain. "First the crashing into Big Ben. Then the alien experts. They're going to announce to the nations of the world that the aliens killed the experts and are here to kill everyone else, as well. Then, they are going to beg the U.N. to give them the nuclear codes for launching."
"But why?" Harriet asked.
"To make everyone attack each other with their own nuclear weapons," Wanda told her.
"Making everyone fight against each other. World War III," the Doctor finished for her. "The whole planet gets nuked." He nodded, finally seeing the puzzle fit into place. He then promptly glared harshly at Wanda. "You should have told me this sooner! I could have stopped this! I could have stopped those people from dying!"
"I'm sorry about your friends from U.N.I.T. But we will stop this," Wanda said quietly, feeling remorse for those she had not been able to save. All those poor people . . . she felt her hearts clench at the thought of all of them.
"How do you know that?!" the Doctor shouted. "We could all die! Planet Earth—wiped from existence! All because you think you have it all handled because you're a Time Lord now!"
"Doctor, this has nothing to do with me being a Time Lord," she told him tiredly, feeling weak. "I just couldn't tell you. I can't mess with events."
"Liar," he barked. "You think you're so special now because you're no longer human. That's why you like to throw yourself into danger. That's why you always like to take charge and be the hero. Placing people's lives on the line. All because you were given the gifts of a Time Lord. But let me just say now: there is nothing special about you. Never has been and never will be, whether you're a Time Lord or not."
Wanda had enough. She felt her anger boiling up, fed up with all the hurtful remarks and retorts from the Doctor. Every single word hurt. It hurt worse than the poison slowly eating away at her system. She shot up from her chair, making it fall over with violently to the floor. She slammed her fist on the table, making it shake harshly. She glared in rage at the Doctor, gritting her teeth at him. Rose and Harriet both jumped back some, startled by the woman's ferocity in her gray eyes. Even the Doctor looked slightly shocked by such anger.
"Do you think I wanted to be a Time Lord?!" she screamed at him. "I was very much happy being a human! I was content! I didn't want to have special powers, or be anything more than normal! I didn't want any of this! How do you think I felt when I found out I was no longer human?! That I was some other being that I knew I never wanted to be?!
"How would you feel if one minute your someone else and the next you're not?!" she continued to scream. "How would you like it if you suddenly turned human and were never allowed to be a Time Lord again?! How would you like it if you were suddenly thrown into another universe where everyone kept dying around you, and everything was filled with cruelty, violence, hatred, and so much worse things that it makes your hearts ache?! Huh?!
"Quit acting like I'm enjoying this! Quit acting like I want to be here or be a Time Lord! Because I don't! I don't want to be a Time Lord! I don't want to be in this universe! And I certainly don't want to be here with you!" Her voice started to break. Tears beginning to trail down her face. "I just want my life back. I just want to be human again. I want my family. My friends. My normality. I just . . . . I just . . . I just want to go h-h-home." Her last words came out shaky and wavering.
Wanda began to sob loudly. Turning around quickly, she walked swiftly over to the cupboard. She slammed the door closed behind her and slide down to the floor over in a corner. Burying her head into her one good arm around her knees, she let herself cry over the loss of her past world and life. Hating herself more and more by the second as she knew the Doctor would never wish to be friends with her now. Not ever.
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Dang. Things don't seem to be going well for anyone at the current moment. Hope all readers did in fact enjoy the new chapter. Let me know if you did in a review. It helps me greatly in getting feedback so that way I know to make the story perfect for everyone. :)
Reviewers:
CalicoKitty402: lol I think that'd be funny to watch. ;) But I'm sure Nine will be nicer . . . eventually. It's more of he just needs to learn to control his temper and his mouth.
TheLastNephalem: Yeah, Nine can be a bit of a hand full. Be my guest to slap him, though. ;)
dream lighting: It's not that Nine does not like Wanda. It's more of whenever he gets mad, he just runs his mouth without truly thinking about the words he is saying during the moment. Especially when he's just frustrated with everything. Though, usually after he calms down, he does feel bad about what he had said before.
Aka-Baka Hoshi: Yeah, the Doctor always is far too stubborn for his own good. That's for giving the words of support for Wanda. She'll really appreciate them. ;) I appreciate them as well. :) Hope you enjoyed the new chapter as well.
grapejuice101: Yeah, though from his perspective, he's really not trying to be a jerk. Just happens to act that way whenever his temper is running high. Hopefully things will get better for him and Wanda in the next chapter. :) Hope to see you there!
Just80: Yeah, I think he does, too. But then again, he's not really thinking about what he's saying. Just letting his temper do the talking, really. Sorry, but no chameleon circuit from where Wanda came from. ;) In fact, there's not much from our universe within Wanda. Just the Doctor Who show, but that's all spoilers for now. ;)
Sophia: I'm sure he'll say sorry and make things right . . . eventually. Thanks for the review. :)
AxidentlGoddess: Don't worry, Nine will sort of patch things up with her to make her not think like that for the future. ;) Plus, after a bit, once everyone's calmed down, Wanda will realize it's just Nine being Nine again and running his temper as usual. Well . . . it's sort of bad from where Wanda's injuries are going. And it's really not that he truly hates Wanda (any Wanda) in general. It's more of he's just letting his temper do the talking, as usual. Tempers can really be a messy thing, especially during tough situations. But yes, Second Wanda is used to his temper directed towards her as well. Though, not to this harsh extent, really. Hope you enjoyed the new chapter. :)
bored411: Well, her words there might have done the job. Hopefully he snaps out of his temper. ;) Glad you enjoyed the last chapter. :) Yep, I'm glad she forgot and let it happen, too. lol
00 Sexy: lol Well, don't worry. I'm pretty sure he snaps out of his jerkiness in the next chapter. :)
firedog1235: Really? I've seen him get angry with the good guys quite often. But then again, it's more him just ignoring them in anger instead of saying anything truly mean or spiteful. Hope you enjoyed the new chapter. :)
Sah: No, I think edgy is a good word for it. :) Glad you enjoyed it. Hope you enjoyed this new chapter as well. :) Yay! I'm so happy that your sister is liking the first part of the story so far. I hope she enjoys the rest and will like this second part, too. :) And tell her from me that I happily welcome her to the story! :D It's sort of apart of her unknown past is the reason why she has that particular personality trait in not liking herself. Kind of like why the Doctor has such a ego of himself, Wanda really does not have a ego at all. Third Wanda will have less of this trait, but there will still be some self-conscious issues. It's really just a part of who she is, so it won't ever fully go away. At least, not within the trilogy. Oh, I know, right? Always so stubborn them two. lol Thanks! Have a great and fantastic day yourself! :D Hope to see you in the new chapter! Also, sorry, I really don't know the name of the woman model I used. I found her picture on a stock site, so there wasn't much credit given to her.
MinecraftLover00: Yeah, people who let their tempers get the best of them tend to act very harsh and mean, without actually realizing they are acting in such a spiteful way to begin with. Even towards the ones they care for. Hopefully things will get better for Wanda and Nine in the next chapter. I hope you liked the new chapter. :)
Lady Artimes Blaine: Oh, yes, I agree. Nine does need to learn to control that temper. But things should be getting better between him and Wanda in the next chapter. ;)
Blinked310: Oh, don't worry about that. There's no reason to be sorry. I'm just happy seeing from you whenever you get the chance to review. :) I know how crazy life gets and messes up our time to just relax and enjoy things. Especially when it comes to reading. Man, I miss being able to just sit down and read. *sigh* Oh, well, maybe after school lets out. I'm glad I've been doing go with the developing relationships and characters. I was worried I was not conveying them all that well. Oh, yes. Wanda truly is too stubborn of her own good. lol But don't worry, someone shortly will be giving a nice talk that Wanda needs. ;) Glad you're enjoying the mysteries as well. Oh, and, Nine with his ever large temper and mouth. When will he learn? lol Hope you enjoyed the new chapter, and hope to see you in the future again! :)
doctorhuntingthingsat221b: Hello! I'd like to welcome you officially to the site! Not that you weren't welcome before. ;) Glad you're enjoying your new user name and such. :) And don't worry about being behind. Take your time and just enjoy the story. I know how busy life can get. Hope to see you in the future with your awesome new user name! :D
Guest: Thank you. I'm so glad you enjoyed it. :) Hope you like the new chapter as well.
Squidtastik: Oh, yes, Nine can really be a big prat. But hopefully he gets better with time. I'm so glad you enjoyed the last chapter. :) I hope you will like this one as well.
Gladoo89: lol Glad you enjoyed the little 'talk' Rory gave Wanda. lol Yep, Aleena has been popping up more often than people realize. She's just been well hidden. ;) Let's just say spoilers for now on who she really is. Ooh, and really, really good theory as well. I love it. :D Spoilers once again. ;) You just have to wait and see with part three with there being the full reveal of who (what) Wanda is. Yep, this will be happening in another part, or sequel, of the trilogy. Third Wanda is getting her own part of the story just like First and Second Wanda. :) And Alpha will be seen within this next part as well. Yes, Nine is rather temperamental, isn't he? Also, Wanda will be showing up with Eleven very soon in the future. Hope you don't mind the wait for all of these mysteries and chapters.
ELLI 1773: Nah, don't worry about reviewing all the time. I know how busy life can be and how crazy as well. Just when you get the chance or feel like it. :) I'm just happy seeing from you. :D Yay! I'm so happy that you enjoyed the chapter! Glad you like the shifting changes in Wanda. I was hoping I was writing that out well. Let's just say spoilers for now on who/what Alpha is. But trust me, things might just get crazy once the truth comes out. Yeah, it would be way too soon and strange if Wanda did suddenly jump at the Doctor. Things have to be taken slow, especially when it comes to love. ;) Hope you will like this chapter and continue to enjoy the story throughout the future! :D
Well, that's all I got for today. Hope you guys enjoyed the new chapter. :) Thanks you all for the amazing reviews and support you have been giving the story! For being totally awesome, here's a whole crate of sonic screwdrivers, fezes, jammie dogers, and bow ties! Woo!
~Tinker~