Hey guys! So sorry for the long wait, life just happen these last couple of months and I have not had much time to work on this.

I had originally planned on having a lot more Rose vs. Harper in this chapter, but as I got farther along I changed it up a bit with a twist. Hopefully you guys will like it. Anyways, please enjoy! :)


Harper's POV

We end up staying with Jackie for a couple of days, but when the Doctor got too stir-crazy we all got back into the TARDIS and headed out. The Doctor was taking us to see Elvis so Rose and I were looking for something to wear to fit the time period.

To say the room had an awkward feel about it was an understatement. "Rose, listen we need to talk about the elephant in the room. I know you like the Doctor." Rose stopped looking for an outfit and turned to me, "But so do I. You're my friend Rose, I already lost Mickey, and I don't want to lose you too."

Rose sighed before walking over to me, "I guess your right. We don't need to let the Doctor come between us."

I smiled brightly at her happy to have her back.

"Besides, friendly competition never hurt anyone. Right?" She said with a smirk.

"Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea who you are dealing with," I said back in a deep voice making both of us bust out laughing. "Let's just agree right here and now to remain friends no matter what happens." We shook hands and then continued on looking for something to wear. I may be competing for the Doctor's heart with Rose, but at least we will still be friends in the end.


The Doctor's POV

I was waiting on the girls to finish getting ready and wondering what was taking them so long.

'Women and their clothing,' I thought.

'Oi, watch it Doc!' I smirked as I heard Harper. It wasn't long after that, when the girls came into the console room.

"Alright were ready," Rose said and I turned to look at them. My hearts almost stop at the sight of Harper in a 50s style red dress and matching red converse. The dress fit her perfectly and I am sure I would have kept staring if Harper had not thought, 'like what you see?'

I shook my head at her and told them both to go and wait outside.

"I thought we'd be going to the Vegas ear," I heard Rose said. "You know, the white flares and the chest hair."

"Someone's been watching to many movies," Harper said as I shuck my head out of the TARDIS asking, "You are kidding, aren't ya? You wanna see Elvis, you go in the late 50's! The time before burgers," I went back into the TARDIS as Rose and Harper laughed at me. "And when they called him 'the Pelvis' and he still had a waist. What's more, you see him in style!"

I started up the blue scooter I had stashed away just for an occasion like this. I came driving out of the TARDIS seeing both shocked and happy faces on the girls. "You going my way, dolls?"

Rose laughed before putting on her sunglasses saying, "Is there any other way to go, daddy-o? Straight from the fridge, man!"

"Hey, you speck the lingo!" I said happily as Rose came over to me putting on the pink helmet.

"Yeah well, me and mum, Cliff Richard movies every Bank Holiday Monday."

"Ah, Cliff! I knew your mother'd be a Cliff fan. Harper come on, I think we can squeeze three on here," I said when I saw Harper still standing over to the side.

"HA, yeah no. You are not getting me on that. Be right back." She turned and ran back into the TARDIS. It was only a second when she came out on a 50s motorcycle. "Now this is how you see Elvis in style."

I gave her a pout as she smirked at me and started down the road.

"Where are we off too?" Rose asked when we caught up to Harper.

"Ed Sullivan TV studios," I yelled so Harper and Rose could hear me. "Elvis did 'Hound Dog' on one of the shows. There were loads of complaints. Bit of luck, we'll just catch it."

"And that would be TV studios in… what, New York?" Harper asked.

"That's the one!" Right as I said that a classic British double-decker bus drove by cause Harper and I to stop.

We looked around and saw Union Flags hung everywhere. Harper started to laugh along with Rose. "Digging that New York vibe," Rose said as Harper said, "You got the fight wrong, again!"

"Well… this could still be New York; I mean… this looks very New York to me… sort of… Londony New York, mind."

Harper still laughing said, "You're such a dork."

I pouted as Rose asked, "What are the flags for?"


Harper's POV

We had stopped driving and now were walking down a street when we heard a man say, "There you go, sir, all wired up for the great occasion."

"The great occasion? What'd you mean?" The Doctor asked the man as we walked up to the van. I watched as men got a TV out of the back of the van and took it into the house.

"Where've you been living, out in the colonies? Coronation, of course," the man said.

"What coronation's that, then?" I had to face palm at the Doctor for being so thick.

"What d'you mean? The Coronation."

"The Queen's. Queen Elizabeth," Rose said.

"Oh, OH, is this 1953?" The Doctor asked.

'Give the man a medal,' I thought.

'hush!'

"Last time I looked. Time for a lovely bit of pomp and circumstance, what we do best."

"Look at all the TV aerials." Rose said looking up.

"Looks like everyone's got one," I added.

"That's weird, my mum said tellies were so rare they had to pile into one house," Rose finished.

"Not round here, love. Magpie's Marvelous Tellies, only five quid a box."

"Five quid, not bad," I said to the man, who I am guessing is Magpie.

"Oh, but this is BRILLIANT year. Classic!" The Doctor said getting excited. "Technicolor, Everest climbed, everything off the ration. The Nation throwing off the shadows of war and looking forward to a happier, bright future!" The Doctor finished his speech in a very posh English accent.

Rose and I laughed and I was about to say something when a lady started to yell for help. "Someone help me, please! Ted! Leave him alone; that's my husband! Please!

The Doctor ran over to them and Rose and I followed right behind him. "What's going on?" He demanded.

"Wait! What are you doing?" A young boy asked as he ran from his house.

"Police business, now get out of the way, sir!"

"Who did they take, did you know him?" Rose asked the boy.

"Must be Mr. Gallagher. It's happening all over the place. They're turning into monsters."

"Tommy!" A man yelled at the boy. "Not one word, get inside now!"

"Sorry I'd better do as he says," The boy said turning to go back inside his house.

We ran back to our rides and spend down the street after the police car. We turned down an alleyway hoping to catch them only to find it empty.

"Lost'em. How'd they get away from us?" The Doctor asked.

"Surprised they didn't turn around and arrest you for reckless driving. Have you actually passed your test?" Rose asked.

"Probably not," I said. But the Doctor seemed to be ignoring both of us, "Men in black? Vanishing police cars? This is Churchill's England, not Stalin's Russia!"

"Monsters, that boy said. Maybe we should go and ask the neighbors," Rose suggested.

"Oh, that a good idea." I said making Rose smile at me.

"That's what I like about you," the Doctor said. "The domestic approach."

"Thank you. Hold on, was that an insult?" The Doctor and I just drove off not answering her.


The Doctor and Rose let out a cheesy "Hi," at the same time when the boy's dad opened the door.

We had gone back here in hopes of finding out what was going on. I was standing on just behind them trying my hardest not to laugh.

"Who are you then?" The man asked confused.

"Let see then," the Doctor said looking the man over. "Judging by the look of you- family man, nice house, decent wage, fought in war- therefore I represent Queen and Country."

The Doctor held up the psychic paper show it to him. "Just doing a little check of Her Majesty's forthcoming subjects for the great day. Don't mind if we come in? No, didn't think you did." The Doctor pushed passed the man followed by Rose and I. As I passed a gave the man a pat on the shoulder saying, "Thanks!"

"Very nice! Very well kept. I'd like to congratulate you, Mrs.…" the Doctor waited for the lady to answer.

"Connolly," she said very timidly.

"Now then Rita, I can handle this," Mr. Connolly said coming back into the room.

'He's starting to get on my nerves,' I thought.

'Yours and mine both.'

"This gentleman's a proper representative. Don't mind the wife, she rattles on a bit."

I took offense of that, "Well, maybe she should rattle on a bit more, and you a bit less." I smirked at Mr. Connolly and he started to get red in the face.

The Doctor pushed me into a sit and said, "I'm not convinced you're doing your patriotic duty." He looked over to the Union Flags that were sitting off to the side. "Nice flags, why are they not flying?"

"There we are Rita, I told you; get them up. Queen and Country!" Mr. Connolly ordered.

"I'm sorry…" Mrs. Connolly started to say but Mr. Connolly interrupted her, "get it done. Do it now!"

I was about to stand back up but the Doctor held out his hand to stop me, "Hold on a minute…"

"Like the gentleman says…" This time the Doctor interrupted Mr. Connolly, "Hold on a minute. You got hands, Mr. Connolly. Two big hands. Why's it your wife's job?"

I looked over to the young boy and saw he was staring at the doctor. He looked so shocked that someone would stand up to his dad.

"It's house work, innit?" Mr. Connolly looked so confused.

"And that's a woman's job?" The Doctor asked.

"Of course it is!"

"Mr. Connolly what gender is the Queen?" By this time both Rose and I had to hold in laugher.

"She's female."

"And are you suggesting the Queen does the house work?"

"No, not at all," Mr. Connolly looked taken back by the question.

"Then get busy." The Doctor handed Mr. Connolly the Union Flags.

"Right, yes sir. You'll be proud of us sir! We'll have Union Jacks left, right, and centre."

"Suse me Mr. Connolly," Rose stood up, "hang on a minute. Union Jacks?"

"Yes, that's right, isn't it?"

"That's the Union Flag. It's the Union Jack only when it's flown at sea," She said.

"Oh… oh, I'm sorry, I do apologize!"

"Well, don't get it wrong again. There's a good man. Now get to it!" Rose ordered.

I let out a laugh this time, causing both the boy and Mrs. Connolly to look at me in shock. I just waved them off as if it was nothing.

"Right then!" Rose and the Doctor joined me on the couch, "Nice and comfy, at Her Majesty's leisure! Union Flag?" The Doctor whispered.

"Mum went out with a sailor," Rose explained.

"Oohohohoo!" The Doctor quietly laughed as I sniggered. "I bet she did! Anyways," the Doctor said now back at normal volume. "I'm the Doctor and this is Rose and Harper, and you are?" We all looked over to the boy.

"Tommy."

"Well sit your self down, Tommy." Rose and the Doctor made room for Tommy between them but with the couch being so small I end up mostly on the Doctor's lap. Mrs. Connolly sat on the chair next to the couch. "Have a look at this," we turned to watch the TV. "I love telly. Don't you?"

"Yeah, I think it's brilliant!" Tommy said.

"Good man! Keep working Mr. C." The Doctor yelled behind him as he wrapped his arm around my waist and rested his hand on my leg. His fingers were making small circles on my leg where my dress had risen up. This was closer than we have ever been and I liked the way it felt. "Now, why don't you tell me what's wrong?"

"Did you say you were a doctor?" Mrs. Connolly asked.

"Yes I am."

"Can you help her? Oh please, can you help her, Doctor?" Mrs. Connolly pleaded with the Doctor.

"Now then Rita. I don't think the gentleman needs to know…"

"No, the gentleman does!" I said.

"Tell us what's wrong, and we can help," Rose said, but then Mrs. Connolly started to cry. Rose and I got up and went over to her. Rose kept saying, "It's all right, it's all right," while hugging her and I found tissues for her.

"Hold on a minute," Mr. Connolly stopped hang the flags. "Queen and Country's one thing, but this is my house. What the… what am I doing?" He dropped the flags. I looked over to the Doctor and could see he was not happy with Mr. Connolly. "Now you listen here, Doctor. You may have fancy qualifications, but what goes on under my roof is my business."

The Doctor, as calmly as he could, said, "not if people are being bundled into…" but Mr. Connolly interrupted him by yelling, "I am talking!"

"AND I'M NOT LISTENING!" The Doctor jumped to his feet yelling right back at Mr. Connolly. For all he is worth, Mr. Connolly did look a little scared of the Doctor. "Now you, Mr. Connolly, you are staring into a deep, dark pit of trouble if you don't let me help. So I'm ordering you sir, tell me what's going on."

'Doctor, calm it down a bit,' I thought hoping he would listen.

Before Mr. Connolly could say anything we heard a thumping noise from upstairs. "She won't stop. She never stops," he said.

"We started hearing stories all round the place, people who have changed." We turned to Tommy as he started talking, "Families keeping it secret 'cause they were scared. Then the police started finding out. We don't know how, no one does. They just turn up. They come to the door and take them. Anytime of the day or night."

"Show me," was all the Doctor had to say, and then we all headed up the stairs.

Tommy slowly opened the door to a dark room, "Gran, its Tommy. It's all right, Gran. I've brought help."

We could see someone standing over by the window but with the light off you could not see much. The Doctor turned the light on and what we saw was rather odd.

"Her face has completely gone," the Doctor said as we walked closer to Tommy's Gran. He started to scan her with the sonic screwdriver. "Scarcely an electrical impulse left. Almost complete neural shutdown. It's just ticking over. It's like her brain's been wiped clean."

"What are we gonna do, Doctor?" Tommy asked. "We can't even feed her."

We heard the door get broke down and Rose said, "We've got company!"

"Oh joy, just what we needed," I said sarcastically.

"It's them, they've come for her!" Mrs. Connolly cried.

"Quick what was she doing before this happened? Where was she? Tell me, quickly think!" The Doctor said to Tommy.

"I can't think. She doesn't leave the house. She was just…" Tommy was just about to say something else when men in black suits walked into the room.

"Hold on a minute!" The Doctor said trying to stop them.

'This is going to end badly,' I thought to him.

He ignored me and kept going, "there are three important, brilliant and complicated reasons why you should listen to me. One…" but the Doctor never got to list his reasons as one of the men punched him in the face knocking him out cold.

"Doctor!" Both Rose and I yelled dropping down next to him.

As we tried to wake the Doctor up the men grabbed Tommy's Gran and took her away.

"Leave her alone," Mrs. Connolly cried. "You'll hurt her! Mum! Come back. Don't hurt her."

Rose and I were having no luck waking him up so in my mind I screamed as loud as I could causing him to sit straight up, "That is one right hook; have to watch out for that!"

'Don't ever scream like that again!' He told me.

'I told you it would end badly,' was my only reply.

By the time we got back down stairs Mr. Connolly was trying to keep Mrs. Connolly and Tommy inside, "don't fight it. Back inside."

Rose and I race downstairs after the Doctor as he called, "Rose, Harper come on." But we stopped when we saw some kind of red energy coming from the Connolly's TV.

"Get back inside," Mr. Connolly barked.

"But they took her," Tommy tried, although Mr. Connolly was not listening, "don't fight it."

"Rose! Harper! We're gonna lose them again!" The Doctor called again.

Rose and I stopped listening and walked farther into the living room. The red energy had gone away so Rose and I moved the telly to look at the back of it, and there was a sticker that said 'Magpie Electricals.'

"You two!" We both looked up to see the Connolly family had come back in. "Get out of my house!" Mr. Connolly yelled.

"Fine, we're going!" I said.

"We're done," Rose said as we stood up, "Nice to meet you, Tommy, Mrs. Connolly. And as for you, Mr. Connolly, only an idiot hangs the Union Flag upside down. Shame on you."

Rose and I started laughing as we ran from the house.


The Doctor's POV

I pushed the scooter to its limits trying to keep up with the police. I knew Harper and Rose were together so I was not very worried about them. As I rounded the corner I saw once again the car had vanished, but I did catch a glimpse of doors closing blocking the car from view.

"Oh, very good. Very good." I was impressed that they were about to keep it a secret and quickly went to hide the scooter.

As I made my way back down the alleyway I found a small opening I could enter. I hastily pulled out my sonic and unlocked the door.

I entered, and found myself in a warehouse of sorts and saw the two men from the Connolly's locking up a gate before walking away. I made sure the coast was clear, and then went to the gate.

I could see people standing back a little ways, although they were in the shadows so I couldn't see if they had been affected like Tommy's gran had been.

I once again used the sonic and made my way closer to the people. Clicking on a flashlight made it to where I could see they were all without faces.

Unexpectedly they all started to come closer to me and my back was against the wall so I could not move, but then bright lights were shined throws me and one of the police officers ordered, "stay where you are."

It's at times like this I wish Harper were here; she is good at keeping me out of trouble.


Harper's POV

Rose and I knew the Doctor would go after the police car so we went the other way and headed to Magpie's store. It was a little bit of a challenge to fit both of us on the bike, but we managed it some how.

"I'm sorry, misses," Magpie said as we entered the store. "I'm afraid you're too late. I was just about to lock the door."

"Yeah? Well, we wanna buy a telly," Rose said.

"Come back tomorrow, please," he said.

"But you will be closed, right?" I asked.

"What?" He looked almost nervous.

"For the big day? The Coronation?" Rose said.

"Yes, yes, of course. The big day." Rose and I walked farther into the store as Magpie kept talking. "I'm sure you'll find somewhere to watch it. Please go."

"I have never found a salesman who doesn't want to make a sale," I said as Rose commented "Seems to me half of London's got a television, since you're practically giving them away."

"I have my reasons," Magpie said defensively.

"And what are they?" Rose asked, but before Magpie could say anything one of the TVs started to make a static noise and a lady come up on it saying, "hungry! Hungry!"

"What's on earth?" I said as Rose asked, "What's that?"

"It's just the television. One of these modern programs." Magpie walked around the counter towards the door, "now, I really do think you should leave right now."

"Not until you've answered own questions," Rose said firmly.

I was getting a little nervous and quietly said to Rose, "maybe we should come back with the Doctor."

She just ignored me and asked once again, "how come your televisions are so cheap?"

"It's my patriotic duty. Seems only right that as many folk as possible get to watch the Coronation. We may be losing the Empire, but we can still be proud! Twenty million people they reckon will be watching. Imagine that, and twenty million people can't be wrong, eh? So why don't you get yourself back home and get up bright and early for the big day?"

"No, we're not leaving till we've seen everything," Rose said, and I now understand why Mickey always told me she was hard headed. Once she sets her mind on something she is going to do it.

"I need to close," Magpie almost begged.

"Mr. Magpie, listen," I stepped up because I knew Rose was not going to stop. "Something's happening out there. Ordinary people… well there being struck down and changed."

"Yeah, and the only new thing in the house is a television," Rose said. "Your television. What's going on?"

Magpie looked so defeated, "I knew this would happen." He turned and locked the door, locking us in. I grabbed Rose's arm pulling her back a little. I knew I'd be found out."

"All right, then, just you and us. You gonna come clean, then?"

"Rose," I hissed trying to get her to stop talking.

But she kept going, "what's really in it for you?"

"For me? Perhaps some peace."

"From what?" I asked.

"From her," he looked over to the telly that had made the noise earlier.

"Well, that's just a woman on the telly. That's just a program," Rose said.

"What two pretty little girls," the woman said making Rose stand up straighter and me jump back.

"Oh my, are you talking to me?" Rose asked the woman.

"Yes. I'm taking to you, little one. Unseasonably chilly for the time of year, don't you think?"

"What are you?" I asked from a little ways back. "Obviously not from Earth."

"No, I am not from Earth. You are a smart one. I'm The Wire, and I'm hungry!"

I immediately dropped down and got out of The Wire's view, but I could hear Rose yelling, "Magpie, help me!"

"Just think of that audience tomorrow, my dears," Magpie said. "All settling down to watch the Coronation. Twenty million people. Things will never be the same again. I'm sorry, so sorry."

"Help me!"

I was about to run to Rose and try and help her when I felt something hit me head from behind. The last thing I heard before I passed out was The Wire saying, "goodnight, children, everywhere."


The Doctor's POV

"Start from the beginning. Tell me everything you know," the officer asked me.

I was sitting in some type of office being interrogated by a man who quite frankly is not the sharpest tool shed. I was getting a little worried about Harper and Rose so I needed to get out of here and soon.

"Well, for starters, I know you can't wrap your hand round your elbow and make your fingers meet," I said smartly.

"Don't get clever with me," he said quickly. "You were there today at Florizel Street, and now breaking into this establishment. Oh, you're connected with this. Make no mistake."

"Well, the thing is… Detective Inspector Bishop…"

"How do you know my name?" 'Yep, Definitely not the sharpest.'

"It's written inside your collar." He quickly fixed his shirt. "Bless your mum. But I can't help thinking, Detective Inspector, you're not exactly doing much detective inspecting, are you?"

"I'm doing everything in my power."

"All you're doing is grabbing those faceless people and hiding them as fast as you can. Don't tell me, orders from above. Umm, Coronation day, the eyes of the world are on London Town, so any sort of problem just gets swept out of sight."

"The nation has an image to maintain," he tried to defend their actions.

"But doesn't it drive you mad, doing nothing? Don't you want to get out there and investigate?" I was trying to get him to break so I could take over the investigation.

"Course I do. But…" the Detective Inspector sat down and I knew I had him, "with all the crowds expected, we haven't got the manpower. Even if we did, this is beyond anything we've ever seen. I just don't know anymore. Twenty years on the force, I don't even know where to start. We haven't the faintest clue what's going on."

"Well, that could change."

"How?" He asked.

I stood up emphasizing my point. "Start from the beginning. Tell me everything you know," I said repeating his words.


"We started finding them about a month ago. Persons left sans visage. Heads just… blank," Detective Inspector Bishop told me.

"Is there any sort of pattern?"

"It's spreading out from North London, all over the city. Men, women, kids, grannies. Only real lead is there's been quite a large number in…"

"Florizel Street," I finished for him.

There was a knock on the door and someone called in, "found another one, sir."

"Oh, good man, Crabtree. Here we are, Doctor. Take a good look. See what you can deduce."

I made my way over as Crabtree pulled the blank off of a woman.

I hearts stopped for a second, 'no it couldn't be, not…'

"Rose."

"You know her?"

"Know her? She… was there anyone else with her?" I was numb, if Rose was here like this… where was Harper and was she in the same condition or worse?

'Harper… Harper… HARPER?'

"No, just her. They found her in the street apparently, down by Damascus Road. Just abandoned. That's unusual. That's the first one out in the open…" The Detective Inspector was still talking but I could not focus on what he was saying as I was too worried about Harper and Rose.

"They did what?" I asked.

"I'm sorry?"

"They left her where?" I asked through clenched teeth.

"Just… in the street."

"In the street. They left her in the street. They took her face and just chucked her out and left her in the street. And that is not even counting what they have done to Harper!" I pretty much spat out. "And, as a result, that makes things... simple, very, very simple. Do you know why?"

"No"

I turned to him, "because now, Detective Inspector Bishop, there is no power on this Earth that can stop me! Come on!"


The detective and I made our way back to Tommy's house. When he opened to the door I immediately said, "Tommy, talk to me." He came outside and shut the door. "I need to know exactly what happened inside your house."

But before Tommy could say anything Mr. Connolly came busting out the door, "what the blazes do you think you're doing?"

"I wanna help, dad," Tommy said.

"Mr. Connolly," I tried.

"Shut your face, you." He got right in my face and it took everything I had not to hit him. "Whoever you are. We can handle this ourselves! Listen, you little twerp."

He rounded back to Tommy, "you're hardly out of the blooming cradle so I don't expect you to understand, but I've got a position to maintain. People round here respect me. It matters what people think."

"Is that why you did it, dad?"

"What do you mean? Did what?"

"You ratted on Gran. How else would the police know where to look? Unless some coward told them." I was impressed Tommy was standing up for himself.

"How dare you? You think I fought a war just so a mouthy little scum like you could call me a coward?"

"You don't get it, do you? You fought against fascism, remember? People telling you how to live, who you could be friends with, who you could fall in love with, who could live and who had to die. Don't you get it? You were fighting so that little twerps like me could do what we want, say what we want. Now you've become just like them. You've been informing on everyone, haven't you? Even Gran."

Now we know why there are so many cases on this street. "All to protect your precious reputation!"

"Eddie, is that true?" Mrs. Connolly asked as she came outside.

"I did it for us, Rita. She was filthy! A filthy disgusting thing!"

"She's my mother," Mrs. Connolly said as if in shock he could think that way about her. "All the others you informed on, all the people in our street, our friends."

"I had to. I did the right thing."

"The right thing for us or for you, Eddie? You go, Tommy. Go with the Doctor and do some good. Get away from this house. It's poison. We've had a ruddy monster under our roof all right, but it weren't my mother!" She was practically yelling at the end and shut the door in Mr. Connolly's face.

"Rita!"

"Tommy," I said calmly. He took one last look at his father and then we walked away.


"Tommy, tell me about that night, the night she changed," I asked him hoping to get answers.

"She was just watching the telly."

"Rose and Harper said it. They guessed it straight away. Of course they did. All these aerials in one little street, how come?"

"Bloke up the road, Mr. Magpie, he's selling them cheap," Tommy said and right when he said Magpie alarms started going off in my head. I had met Mr. Magpie. I went off running towards the shop.

"Is he, now?" Detective Inspector Bishop said.

"Come on!" I yelled at them.


I quickly broke the window on the door and Detective Inspector Bishop said, "here, you can't do that."

I ignored him as I quickly walked up to the counter slamming my hand on the bell multiple times, "If you're here, come out and talk to me MAGPIE!" I was seeing red at this point and my only thoughts were to save Rose and find Harper.

"Maybe he's out," Tommy offered.

"Looks like it." I went behind the counter digging through everything when I pulled something out that shouldn't have been there. "Oh, hello. This isn't right. This is very much not right." I gave it a quick lick, "tastes like iron. Bakelite. Knocked together with human hands, yes, but the design itself…" I pulled out my screwdriver scanning it. "Oh, beautiful work. That is so simple."

"That's incredible," the detective said. "It's like a television, but portable. A portable television!"

I looked at the sonic and noticed something, "It's not the only power source in this room."

I scanned the room and as I did face began to come up on the televisions in the shop. All of them seemed to be silently calling out for help. "Gran," Tommy said seeing his Gran's face.

I walked over to wear I found Rose's, "I'm on my way." I did another quick look but could not find Harper's face anywhere; I am not sure if that's a good thing or not.

"What do you think you're doing?" Magpie asked when he came busting in the room.

I went up and got into Magpie's face, "I want my friend restored and I think that's beyond a little backstreet electrician, so tell me, who's really in charge here?"

"Yoo-hoo," I turned to look at one of the TVs and saw a woman on the screen. "I think that must be me. Oh, this one's smart as paint; much like that short brunette haired one."

My blood was boiling. She was talking about Harper, meaning she was here, but what happened to her?

"Is she talking to us?" Detective Inspector Bishop asked.

"I'm sorry, gentlemen," Magpie said, "I'm afraid you've brought this on yourselves. May I introduce you to my new friend."

"Jolly nice to meet you," the woman on the telly said.

"Oh, my, it's her. That woman off the telly!" Detective Inspector Bishop was getting on my nerves with how thick he was being.

"No, it's just using her image," I told him.

"What… what are you?" Tommy asked.

"I'm the Wire, and I will gobble you up, pretty boy. Every last morsel! And when I have feasted, I shall regain the corporeal body, which my fellow kind denied me."

As she was talking, the picture on the screen began to change from black and white to color.

"Good lord, color television," the detective said.

"So your own people tired to stop you?" I asked ignoring the detective.

"They executed me, but I escaped in this form and fled across the stars."

"And now you're trapped in the television."

"Not for much longer," the Wire said as the screen went back to black and white.

"Doctor, is this what got my gran?"

"Yes, Tommy. It feeds off the electrical activity of the brain, but it gorges itself like a great, over-fed pig. Taking people's faces, their essence as it stuffs itself."

"And you let her do it, Magpie," the detective accused.

"I had to. She allowed me my face. She's promised to release me at the time of manifestation."

"What does that mean?" Tommy asked.

"The appointed time," the Wire said, "my crowing glory."

"Doctor, the Coronation," Detective Inspector Bishop said.

"For the first time in history, millions gathered round a television set. But you're not strong enough yet, are you? You can't do it, all from here. That's why you need this." I held up the portable television. "You need something more powerful. This will turn a big transmitter into a big receiver."

"What a clever thing you are. But why fret about it? Why not just relax? Kick off your shoes and enjoy the Coronation. Believe me, you'll be glue to the screen."

The Wire started to feed off us and I heard the detective yell, "Doctor!"

"Hungry! Hungry! The Wire is hungry!" I was trying my best to get the sonic screwdriver out of my pocket, but it was proving to be more of a challenge than I thought. "Oh, this one is tasty! Oh, I'll have lashings of him. Delicious! Ah! Armed? He's armed and clever. Withdraw! Withdraw!" Then everything went black.


I woke up on the ground with Tommy and the Detective Inspector. Sadly the detective had lost his face to the Wire, but Tommy was still ok.

"Tommy, wake up! Tommy. Come on!"

"What happened?"

"Where's Magpie?" We ran outside and saw his van was gone.

"We don't even know where to start looking. It's too late."

"Never too late, as a wise person once said," I had to think whom, "Kylie, I think. The Wire's got big plans. It'll need… oh, yes, yes! She's gonna harvest half the population. Million and millions of people, and where are we?"

"Muswell Hill."

"Muswell Hill… MUSWELL HILL!" Which means… Alexandra Palace! Biggest TV transmitter in North London. Oh, that's why it chose this place, Tommy."

"What are you gonna do?" Tommy asked as I opened the shop door.

"I'm going shopping!"


Harper's POV

My head was pounding when I woke up. I slowly opened my eye and looked around the small room I was in. I was becoming more and more frightened the more I looked. I was in some type of small closet tied to a chair with a scarf around my mouth.

I tried to loosen the rope but had no luck. Then I head someone outside and prayed that they would help me and not be the one who tied me up in the first place. My legs were not tied down so I started to kick the door.

The movement stopped on the other side of the door, but then the door was opened quickly and there stood a very attractive man in a pinstriped suit.

"Harper? HARPER!" He yelled making me jump. He had the biggest smile on his face as he dropped down to his knees and took the scarf off, then working on the rope. "I am so happy to see you. I had gotten worried. Did Magpie lock you in here? I could just… well never mind, at least your safe. But we have to stop the Wire and Magpie; what did you see. I need to know everything."

By the time he had the rope undone he stopped talking, "I… I… um, sorry, but do I know you? And who's Harper?"

His face fell and he took my hand, "Harper, this is not the time for jokes." When I didn't say anything he continued, "It's me, the Doctor."

"Doctor who?"

He dropped my hand putting both of his on the side of my face, "What…" I stopped talking when I felt something inside my mind.

"Your memories have been locked away from some reason. It might have to do with the vortex still inside you. I don't want to force them back, that would just cause more damage."

He pulled away and I felt suddenly empty. "What are you talking about?"

"Listen, I know this is confusing and may be a little scary, but you are going to have to trust me. Your name is Harper and we are… well we are friends. We travel around with another girl named Rose. Right now Rose and millions of other people are in trouble and we are the only ones who can help."

I had a feeling that we were more than friends by the way he paused before saying that, but now was not the time.

"Do you trust me?"

I was not sure way, but I did trust him, "yes."

His smile came back on his face and he jump up, "Great! Come on!" He grabbed my hand pulling me out of the chair and into what looked to be a television shop. "Tommy you remember Harper; Harper this is Tommy," the Doctor said to a young boy.

"Hello," I waved at him. He looked a little confused but waves back.

The Doctor and Tommy started digging toward the shop again looking for something. 'I really need to find a different name to call him, the Doctor just seems weird.'

'You'll get used to it,' I heard someone say inside my head. 'Oh, and you and I can communicate with our minds. You'll get used to that also.'

'You are one odd man you know that? Why can we communicate this way?'

Before he could reply Tommy held up a small light bulb asking, "this what you want?"

"Perfect!" I watched as the Doctor picked up a bunch of random looking stuff and put it in Tommy's arms. "Right, I need one more thing." He ran out the door pulling me with him, leaving Tommy to follow after us.

The Doctor let go of my hand as he ran into a police box. Tommy stop next to me and I turned to him and asked, "Why is he going in a police box?"

Tommy just shrugged his shoulders as the Doctor came back out. He had a yellow cable rapped around him and grabbed something from the pile of stuff in Tommy's arms. "Got it, let's go!"


We took off running again, 'why is there so much running?' I whined.

'Well, that didn't change. You always complain about the running.'

'Because it's horrible.'

'It's good for you!'

I shot him a look as we kept going, 'It may be good for you, but at what cost?'

He let out a laugh and I gigged cause Tommy to look at us like we were crazy.

When we got the TV transmitter Tommy pointed up saying, "there!"

I looked up and saw a man climbing the transmitter. "Come on," the Doctor said.

"Wait, wait, wait," a guard tried to stop us, "Where do you think your…" I watched as the Doctor held up a small wallet like thing. "Oh, I'm very sorry, sir. Shouldn't you two be at the Coronation?"

"They're saving us seats," the Doctor called over his shoulder.

"Who'd he think you were?" Tommy asked.

"King and Queen of Belgium apparently," the Doctor answered after reading the wallet.

"What?" I asked confused about what was going on.

He ignored me as was ran into a room under the transmitter.

He ran around the room setting everything up, "keep this switched on. Don't let anyone stop you, Tommy. Everything depends on it, you understand?"

He didn't wait for either of us to reply as he ran from the room. I quickly follow calling out to him, "Doctor?"

He stopped and turned to me, "Sorry Harper but you need to stay here. I don't…"

I pulled him in and gave him a quick kiss. When I pulled away he had a stunned look on his face. "I just felt like that is something we do often. Now go, be safe."

He nodded his head and ran off. I watch him go as and then returned to the room with Tommy.


I was pacing the room waiting for the Doctor to return with sparks shot out to the device he had made. Tommy and I both ran to find a matching piece to fix it. Tommy held up one and a smiled at him.

"That's it Tommy, come on, we need to hurry!" Tommy took the broken one out and put the new one in, and then I quickly plugged it back into the transmitter controls.

I smiled when it started working again and cheered, "Tommy, we did it!" I pulled him is a hug.


We had been setting in the room for a few minutes and the Doctor still had yet to return. "What have I missed?" I heard behind me.

"Doctor!" Tommy said excited while I ran over to him jumping into his arms and he pulled me in for a hug. "What happened?"

The Doctor let go of me saying, "Sorted." He walked over to Tommy pulling me with him, "electrical creature, TV technology, clever alien life form; that's me, by the way. I turned the receiver back into a transmitter and I trapped the Wire in here."

He held up a VHS tape, "So you just invented the home video?" I asked.

"Yep, 30 years early. Oh, look!" He looked up at the TV seeing the Queen, "God save the Queen, eh?"


We were making our way to find Tommy's Gran and Rose when the Doctor asked me quietly, "So why did you not say anything when I said I was alien?"

"I… I don't know. It just seems normal to me. Is that weird?"

He smiled down at me and shook his head, "not at all." He took my hand and linked our fingers as we continued on.

As we rounded the corner we saw several people standing there talking. Tommy immediately ran off when he saw his Gran. I smiled at them but felt the Doctor pulling me with him as he made his way to a pretty blonde.

'Is that Rose?'

'Yep.'

'Oh…' I knew he could hear my disappointment.

'What?'

'Nothing, it's just… never mind.'

I knew he want to keep talking about it, but we had just reached Rose and he pulled her in for a hug. I felt a little bit jealous watching them; when the Doctor had said we were traveling with someone named Rose I had hoped for… well someone not so pretty.

When she pulled away from the Doctor she turned to me, "Oh, thank goodness your okay." She pulled me in for a hug.

"Yeah, thank goodness. Glad to know your okay also."


We were enjoying the party on Tommy's street when Rose said, "we could go down the Mall, join in with the crowds."

"No, that's just pomp and circumstance," the Doctor said. "This is history, right here."

"The domestic approach?" Rose elbowed me like I should know what she was talking about.

"Exactly," the Doctor said with a laugh and Rose asked me, "You really don't remember anything do you?"

"No," I said a little defeated.

"She will in time," the Doctor said sounding confident. I had a feeling that was just to keep me from worrying, and that he really had no idea if I would get my memories back.

"Will it… that thing… is it trapped for good on the video?" Rose asked.

"Hope so," the Doctor said. "Just to be on the safe side, though, I'll use my unrivalled knowledge of trans-temporal extirpation methods to neutralize the residual electronic pattern."

I just blinked at him as Rose asked for both of us, "You what?"

"I'm going to tape over it."

We laughed as Rose said "Just leave it to me. I'm always doing that."

We stopped walking when we got to Tommy. "Tell you what, Tommy. You can have the scooter. Little present," the Doctor said. "Best keep it in the garage for a few years, though, eh?"

But instead of saying anything about it he just looked to his dad who was leaving their house with his suitcase, "good riddance."

"Is that it, then, Tommy?" The Doctor asked. "New monarch, new age, new world, no room for a man like Eddie Connolly?"

"That's right, he deserves it."

"Don't say that," I said, "He may be a bad dad, but his the only one you'll get."

When Tommy made no move to go, Rose said, "Tommy, go after him."

"What for?" He asked.

"He's your dad," Rose said.

"He's an idiot."

"Most men are idiots," I mumbled earning a look from the Doctor; luckily neither Rose nor Tommy heard me.

"Course he is," Rose continued talking to him. "Like I said, he's your dad. But you're clever; clever enough to save the world so don't stop there. Go one."

Tommy smiled at us and then walked quickly to his dad. We watch as he took the suitcase from him and they continued walking on.

I'm sure what this life I live is like. But if this is what we do, the Doctor, Rose and I helping people, then it is a good one and I am determined to get back what I lost.


So… what do you think? Harper losing her memory is going to be a challenge for the TARDIS crew in the next coming up chapters, but I like the idea and thought it would be fun to write. Thank you so much for read! Until next time!