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Chapter 15
Aliens of London part 2
June and the Doctor stepped out into a small store room. It was full of racks and boxes and other miscellaneous garbage. They pushed past the mess, June almost tripping over a box on the ground. The Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver and pointed it at the door. It buzzed and the Doctor quickly shushed it.
June gaped at him. "Did you just shush an inanimate object?"
"It was being loud," he said. "Now, shush." June rolled her eyes.
When he turned the sonic on again, it was somehow quieter. He unlocked the door and gave June and excited smile. The door swung open to reveal a room full of soldiers. Everyone froze. June had to stop herself from groaning. Out of all the rooms they could've walked into, they had to walk into the one full of people that could shoot them.
And immediately, all of the soldiers went for their guns. They cocked their weapons and aimed them at the Doctor and June. Granted, June couldn't exactly blame them. She and the Doctor had shown up out of nowhere in the middle of a suspicious, otherworldly emergency. They all had the right to assume that they would be threats. They had no clue that they were both innocent.
The Doctor smiled a very obviously annoyed smile at the soldiers. June gave him a look that screamed, 'get us out of this.' But he didn't have to do anything. Because even not a moment later, a high-pitched scream echoed through the halls of the hospital and June's stomach dropped. Something had happened, something more important than two people walking out of a store room.
The Doctor grabbed June's hand and pulled her through the crowd of soldiers, shouting, "Defense plan delta! Come on!"
Someone shouted, "Move! Move!"
June said, "What?" as she was confused about how the Doctor knew exactly what 'Defense plan delta' was off the top of his head. And the soldiers followed them, simply taking orders from the Doctor. She wondered how he had that effect on people.
They all burst into the Mortuary. Everything seemed normal, but something in the air made June feel like there was something else going on. The only noise that could be heard was ragged breathing and shuffling.
They turned a corner and there, cowered against a wall, was a clearly shaken woman. She had a large cut on her head and a trembling gun in her hands. She seemed at a complete loss for words. June tried her best to sound helpful. "Are you al—"
"It's alive!" the woman cried. June froze. She had to be talking about the body. The mysterious alien.
The Doctor glanced over his shoulder at the soldiers. "Spread out," he ordered. "Tell the perimeter it's a lockdown." He rushed over and knelt in front of the woman, taking her hands so she could feel safe. June hovered, not exactly sure what to do. She wasn't good at comforting people or tough enough to handle whatever alien now roamed around the hospital. So, she just stood there and watched.
"My god," the woman muttered. "It's still alive."
The Doctor glared at hesitating soldiers. "Do it!" he shouted. And all the soldiers poured out of the room.
"I swear it was dead," the woman muttered. June grabbed a folded cloth from the desk next to her and knelt down next to the Doctor. She carefully moved the cloth closer to the woman, but she barely seemed to notice. She flinched when it touched her wound, which made June flinch as well. She felt a little bit better being at least a bit useful.
And the Doctor rambled on with theories and questions. "Coma, shock, hibernation, anything. What does it look like?"
"You don't have to answer," June told the woman. "We can figure it out ourselves." If she had been attacked by something she thought was dead, she probably wouldn't be too keen to talk about it.
And then suddenly, metal clattered from somewhere in the room. June nearly jumped out of her skin, stifling a shriek in her throat as to not cause any more alarm. The Doctor whipped around and looked in the direction of the noise. "It's still here." He stood up and started to back towards one of the soldiers that remained in the room. June handed the cloth to the woman and tried to give her a comforting smile. She stood up and tried to look around the room from the spot she froze in, but she could see nothing.
The Doctor walked back through the room, softly and carefully, taking June's hand as he passed her and directing a soldier to kneel down next to the woman. They slowly approached the back wall of the room, a table preventing them from seeing most of the floor. And then something metal clattered again. The Doctor dropped to the floor, pulling June along with him. She fell forwards and caught herself on her forearm before she fell on her face. She sent a silent glare to the Doctor, who didn't seem to notice at all.
She crawled slowly after him and they exchanged somewhat nervous looks as they reached the corner of the table. Whatever was in the room was just on the other side. June could feel her heart rapidly beating in her chest as she and the Doctor slowly looked around the corner of the table to see… nothing. June almost let out a sigh of relief but was interrupted by the appearance of a pig. June's face froze in confusion. It was a pig. A normal pig just stuffed in a spacesuit. It oinked softly at them. "What the hell?" she muttered.
The Doctor smiled cheerily at it. "Hello."
It squealed and ran out of the room on its hind legs, waving its arms around in obvious terror. It was just as scared of them as the woman had been scared of it, if not more. The soldier cocked his gun at the sight of it, but the Doctor quickly yelled, "Don't shoot!"
It squealed all the way out of the room and into the hall, leaving the Doctor and June to exchange looks (June's confused, the Doctor's excited) and chase after it. It wasn't difficult to follow the pig considering its panicking could be heard through all the halls.
And they were so close to getting to it too, but then there was a gunshot and June just knew what had happened. She froze in place, but the Doctor stormed on, pushing through a plastic barrier and turning around the corner. June shook her head and followed after him. She wasn't sure if she was ready to see the corpse of a pig.
"What did you do that for?" the Doctor demanded of the soldier who stood with his gun raised. "It was scared!" The soldier seemed utterly perplexed. June hovered in the hallway, just letting her eyes hover over the body the Doctor knelt down next to. She didn't want to get any closer. "It was scared."
~*O*~
They body had been moved back to the mortuary. June could stand a little closer to it, but still stood behind the Doctor, just glancing at it from over his shoulder.
Dr. Sato had recovered from her fear. She now stood solemnly staring down at the body, hugging her clipboard against her chest. "I just assumed that's what aliens look like, but you're saying it's an ordinary pig from Earth."
"More like a mermaid," the Doctor said. "Victorian showmen used to draw the crowds by taking the skull of a cat, gluing it to a fish and calling it a mermaid."
June said, "Gross," because she couldn't think of much more to say.
The Doctor continued, "Now someone's taken a pig, opened up it's brain, stuck bits on, then they've strapped it in that ship and made it dive bomb. It must've been terrified. They've taken this animal and turned it into a joke." It was difficult to think about. She rested her head against his shoulder and stared down at the floor.
"So, it's a fake, pretend, like the mermaid," Dr. Sato said. "But the technology augmenting its brain, it's like nothing on Earth. It's alien. Aliens are faking aliens."
The Doctor took June's hand and pulled her out of the room before Dr. Sato could finish saying anything else.
~*O*~
The wheezing noise filled the console room. June felt much better to be in the TARDIS. The Doctor still asked, "Are you alright? You seem quiet. Quieter than usual, I mean."
June smirked. "I mean, yeah, I'm fine. I just… don't like death."
He smiled softly. "Me neither."
"So," she leaned against the console, "why are aliens faking aliens?"
The Doctor shrugged and pulled a lever she leaned next to. "I dunno. That's what we have to find out."
"No, really, I thought we were just going to let it be," June scoffed.
He smirked at her and rolled his eyes. "Alright, enough with your sarcasm."
~*O*~
The TARDIS landed and not even a moment later, Rose ran inside. "Looks like you've got some explaining to do," June told the Doctor.
"Just me?" he asked, crossing his arms. "It was your idea."
June shook her head. "You had the idea, too. I only said something about it first."
"Guys," Rose said, interrupting the budding argument.
"Alright, so we lied," the Doctor said, keeping his eyes on the scanner. "We went and had a look. But the whole crash landing's a fake. I thought so. Just too perfect. I mean, hitting Big Ben. Come on, so June thought—"
"We both thought," she corrected.
The Doctor rolled his eyes. "Alright, we thought let's go and have a look—"
"My mum's here," Rose interrupted.
The TARDIS door closed and Jackie Tyler and Rose's boyfriend, Mickey, walked inside. Jackie looked beyond shocked. Her hands were clasped over her mouth as she gaped around the console room. Mickey couldn't care less about the TARDIS. He glared right at the back of the Doctor's head.
"Oh, that's just what I need," the Doctor sighed.
June laughed. "I fucking called it!" she exclaimed.
"Language," he scolded.
"Bite me, E.T.," she laughed. "I so told you this was going to happen and you didn't believe me. But guess what?" she gestured to Jackie, "I was right."
The Doctor rolled his eyes. "Good job. You were right about one tiny thing one time. It's absolutely worth all of the fanfare. And you," he turned to Rose, "don't you dare make this place domestic."
"What's wrong with domestic?" June asked.
"What isn't wrong with domestic?" the Doctor asked. He sighed and leaned against the console.
"You ruined my life, Doctor," Mickey said. The Doctor spun and gave him a look. "They thought she was dead. I was a murder suspect because of you."
June whistled. "Oof." She hadn't had to respond to someone being a murder suspect before.
"See what I mean?" the Doctor asked a Rose who seemed intent on looking away from the whole situation. "Domestic!"
"In what world is being a murder suspect domestic?" June asked, crossing her arms.
"This one," the Doctor retorted. June rolled her eyes. He could be so dramatic.
Mickey stepped up to the console. "I bet you don't even remember my name."
"Ricky," the Doctor said. June almost face palmed.
"It's Mickey," he corrected.
"No, it's Ricky," the Doctor argued, turning fully to face him.
"I think I know my own name," Mickey said.
"You think you know your own name?" the Doctor asked. "How stupid are you?" June couldn't help but snicker at that. She quickly clapped a hand over her mouth and Mickey glared at her.
Jackie turned and raced for the TARDIS doors. "Mum, don't!" Rose called after her. "Don't go anywhere," she told the Doctor "Don't start a fight," she told Mickey… or maybe both of them. She raced out of the TARDIS after her mother.
"Thanks for laughing, June," Mickey grumbled.
June shook her head. "Sorry, Ricky." She froze. Mickey narrowed his eyes at her. The Doctor began to laugh. "I mean, Mickey. I know your name. I'm not as bad as this one." She nudged the Doctor in the side.
"Oi!" he exclaimed.
"Don't be rude then," June scolded.
"Don't tell me not to be rude," he argued. "I can be rude all I like, thank you." He turned back to the scanner. June tried to give a smile to the disgruntled Mickey.
Rose ran back into the TARDIS. "That was a real spaceship?" she asked as she hopped up to join them.
"Yep," the Doctor said.
"So, it's all a pack of lie?" she asked.
"Duh," June said.
"What is it, then? Are they invading?" Rose asked.
Mickey tried to look at the scanner over the three heads that crowded around it. "Funny way to invade, putting the world on red alert," he said.
The Doctor glanced back at him. "Good point."
"See, that was called 'being nice'," June said. "You should do it more often."
The Doctor rolled his eyes and chose to ignore her. "So, what're they up to?"
~*O*~
The Doctor was working. What was he doing specifically? June didn't know. He wouldn't explain. So, she, Rose, and Mickey got to sit around and wait until he was done. The Doctor lay on his back in a hole in the console room floor, working on some wires and such under the console. June sat by, watching him because there wasn't anything much better to do.
Mickey wandered up and looked down at the Doctor. "So, what're you doing down there?" he asked.
"Rickey—" the Doctor started, his voice muffled by the sonic screwdriver he held between his teeth.
"Mickey," Mickey interrupted.
The Doctor took the sonic screwdriver out of his mouth. "Ricky," he insisted. June rolled her eyes. "If I was to tell you what I was doing to the controls of my frankly magnificent time ship, would you even begin to understand?"
"I suppose not," Mickey said.
"Well, shut it, then," the Doctor said with a smile.
"Why's she here, then?" Mickey asked, gesturing down at June. June raised an eyebrow at him. "If you think us 'humans' aren't smart enough to understand your great little space pod or whatever, why haven't you told her to get lost?" June gave the Doctor an expectant look. Mickey was coming up with many good points.
"Because, Ricky, while she can't understand or even cares about understanding my fantastic time ship which is better than anything you've got, I actually like June," the Doctor said. "She's nice enough to be around after I tune out all the annoying chit chat."
June smiled a nice fake smile up at Mickey. "And he's tolerable enough to be around right after you tune out his massive fucking ego." She smiled at the Doctor, one of those petty, bitter smiles. He glared at her.
Mickey glanced between the two, clearly confused. "Well, I'm sure you two are very happy together." And then he walked off.
"Massive ego," the Doctor scoffed under his breath.
June turned and laid on her stomach, looking over the edge down at him. "You do have a massive ego. It's sort of a fact. And I'm sure this," she gestured vaguely to his working, "would go a lot faster if two people knew how to work the TARDIS and if you, you know, actually explained what the hell you were doing."
"See?" the Doctor asked, still focused on the console controls. "This is the annoying I was talking about."
June glared down at him. "Call me annoying one more time, I fucking dare you."
"Stop swearing," the Doctor said.
June rolled her eyes. "Sorry for ruining your pure, innocent Dumbo ears."
The Doctor sat up and frowned at her. "Dumbo?"
She snickered. "Yeah."
"You said they suited me," he said.
June smirked at him. "Keep working or we'll never get anywhere." He glared at her, but laid back down and continued to work.
"Are you going to keep watching me?" he asked.
"Yeah," she said.
"Why?"
June smiled. "To make sure you don't do anything stupid." He smiled a bit.
And then a quiet moment later, "Got it! Ha ha!" The Doctor got out of the hole, kicked the floor panel back into place, and helped June up. Rose ran to join them at the scanner. "Patched in the radar, looped it back twelve hours so we can follow the flight of the spaceship. Here we go." There was a moment. "Hold on." He hit the scanner, attempting to make it work. "Come on." And then a little animation began to play on the screen. A small ball and a line soaring down to Earth. "That's the spaceship on its way to Earth, see? Except. Hold on." And then it played a different animation. The spaceship looped around the Earth before crashing. "See? The spaceship did a sling shot round the Earth before it landed."
"What does that mean?" Rose asked.
"It was launched from Earth," June said. She looked over at the Doctor. "Right?"
The Doctor smiled at her and nodded. "Yep. It went up and came back down. Whoever those aliens are, they haven't just arrived, they've been here for a while. The question is, what have they been doing?"
~*O*~
They had gone back to channel surfing. The four of them crowded around the scanner, watching the grainy footage flip from news channel to news channel. The crash landing still had everyone on Earth buzzing, panicking, wondering, waiting for answers.
"How many channels do you get?" Mickey asked.
The Doctor stood back, crossing his arms. "All the basic packages."
"You get sports channels? Mickey asked.
"Yes, I get the football," the Doctor said, rolling his eyes.
"Soccer," June coughed.
"Hold on," the Doctor pointed at the screen, "I know that lot." The news was talking about alien specialists, showing video of high ranking soldiers walking down the hall of Downing Street. "UNIT. United Nations Intelligence Taskforce. Good people."
"How do you know them?" Rose asked, which was exactly what June was wondering too.
Mickey wandered away from the scanner. "'Cos he's worked for them."
June looked back at the Doctor. He didn't even take notice of what Mickey was saying. "You had a job?" June asked, a small smile on her lips.
"That's what you're focusing on?" the Doctor asked.
"Oh, don't think I sat on my backside for twelve months, Doctor," Mickey continued. The Doctor raised his eyebrows at him, clearly not impressed or amused by anything he did. "I read up on you. You look deep enough on the internet or in the history books, and there's his name, followed by a list of the dead." June frowned. Death and destruction did follow the Doctor, but she never associated him with either. The fact that other people did didn't feel right to her.
"That's nice. Good boy, Ricky," the Doctor said, clearly tired of hearing Mickey speak.
"If you know them, why don't you go and help?" Rose asked.
"They wouldn't recognize me," he said. He walked around to pull some console controls. "I've changed a lot since the old days."
"You mean the face thing?" June asked, pointing at her own face. It was something starting with an R. Rejuvenation?
The Doctor nodded. "Yep." Rose glanced between the two of them, frowning.
"Besides," the Doctor continued, "the world's on a knife-edge. There's aliens out there and fake aliens. We want to keep this alien—" he pointed to himself, "—out of the mix. I'm going undercover. And er," he twisted a knob on the console and a ding rang through the room, the lights dimming, "I'd better keep the TARDIS out of sight. Ricky," he clapped the man on the shoulder and started towards the door, "you've got a car. You can do some driving." June followed close behind the Doctor, bounding forward to catch up with him, and Rose following her.
"Where to?" Mickey asked, following them towards the door.
"The roads are clearing," the Doctor said. "Let's go and have a look at that spaceship." They all stepped out of the TARDIS.
Immediately, a spotlight from above was shone down on them. June froze, her breath catching in her throat. She felt her mind pushed back to that crosswalk. Where she had been abducted. The spotlight had trapped her. She grabbed the Doctor's hand. He wouldn't let anything bad happen, right?
"Do not move!" a faceless voice shouted. "Step away from the box and raise your hands above your heads!" Police cars and armored men surrounded them. They were in trouble or something. June didn't care. She focused on the ability to shift her legs and feet, her ability to move. She was alright. She was okay.
Mickey ran as fast as possible and police men chased after him. Jackie Tyler ran out from the apartment building, racing towards her daughter. "Rose!" soldiers grabbed her, keeping her away. "Rose!"
"June," the Doctor said. June didn't look up. She didn't want to see the blinding light surrounding them. She could move. She was fine. "June, what's wrong?" She didn't answer.
"Raise your hands above your head," the voice commanded. "You are under arrest."
They raised their hands up, the Doctor helping the partially frozen June. Her arms seemed to move in synch. But she was fine. The Doctor smiled up at the light. "Take me to your leader." June wanted so badly to laugh.
~*O*~
June sat in the middle seat, between the Doctor and Rose. She felt better now that she wasn't faced with the all too awfully familiar situation. The Doctor had taken her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers. He watched her begin to blink more, her shoulders relax, and her breathing calm. Rose was also giving the forest-eyed girl a concerned look. She had never seen her so frozen.
The Doctor tried his best to be careful when he asked, "What's wrong?"
June blinked and turned to him. "That was how they got me," she said. "They trapped be in a spotlight and I was frozen and I couldn't scream or cry or—" just thinking about it made her mind race and body tense.
"It's alright," the Doctor said, pushing her hair out of her face. "You don't have to think about it. You're safe." Rose gave the Doctor a confused look. She had never heard the story. He mouthed, 'She was abducted.' Rose gaped at June.
"Stop," June said.
"Stop what?" the Doctor asked.
June glanced at her two friends. "Looking at me like that. They don't help anything. People have been through worse than I have. Get over it." The Doctor was right, she didn't have to think about it so she wasn't going to. She was safe and she wanted to move on.
So, Rose, taking the hint, quickly changed the topic. "This is a bit posh," she said. "If I knew it was going to be like this, being arrested, I would have done it years ago."
"We're not being arrested," the Doctor said, playing along but still holding June's hand tight in his, "we're being escorted."
"Where to?" Rose asked.
"Where'd you think?" the Doctor said. "Downing Street." He laughed, a large grin on his face. June couldn't help but smile. All was well.
"You're kidding," Rose said.
"I'm not," the Doctor insisted. He continued to laugh, such a loud and happy laugh, that June just had to laugh with him. It would be almost a crime not to.
"10 Downing street?" Rose asked.
"That's the one," the Doctor said.
Rose laughed and glanced at the passing scenery out the window. "Oh my god. I'm going to 10 Downing Street? How come?"
"I hate to say it, but Mickey was right," the Doctor said. "Over the years, I've visited this planet a lot of times, and I've been, er, noticed."
June smiled at him. "How could someone not notice you?"
The Doctor leaned close to her, wearing a smile that was somewhere between a smirk and a grin. "Is that a compliment?"
June scoffed and rolled her eyes, cursing herself for becoming so easily flustered. "No," she said. He looked like he didn't believe her in that teasing way. "Take it any way you like."
"Wait, so, now they need you?" Rose asked.
"Like it said on the news, they're gathering experts in alien knowledge. And who's the biggest expert of the lot?" The Doctor grinned. He was very obviously very proud of himself.
"Patrick Moore?" Rose asked.
The Doctor frowned. "Apart from him."
"The Illuminati?" June asked. He frowned at her too. "You know—" she made a triangle around her eye and started to sing the theme from The X-Files.
The Doctor snickered and lowered her hands away from her eyes. "Definitely not. You're smart, I thought you'd know."
"Would this 'expert' happen to be a certain Time Lord who gets on my and everyone else's nerves constantly?" June asked, raising her eyebrows and smirking at him.
"Maybe," he laughed. "I don't get on everyone's nerves, though."
"Oh, don't you just love this," Rose laughed, running a hand through her hair.
"I'm telling you. Lloyd George, he used to drink me under the table," the Doctor said, laughing and shaking his head. "Who's the Prime Minister now?"
"How should I know?" Rose asked. "I missed a year."
The Doctor looked down at June. June laughed. "American," she said. He rolled his eyes with a smile on his face.
~*O*~
When they stepped out of the car, people were lined up outside of Downing Street, taking pictures of them. The Doctor waved to the crowd of paparazzi like they were interested in him and not just any new action that came out of the case. June kept her head down. She didn't appreciate all the flashing cameras. She didn't want her face anywhere especially because there was an eleven-year-old her eavesdropping on the action in Southern California.
June stepped into Downing Street and only then realized how fancy it was. She should've figured. This was the White House equivalent she supposed. She, the Doctor, and Rose were immediately brought into a room full of people June had never seen before. It was full of well-dressed politicians with suits and pencil skirts and mature looks about them. June felt very out of place.
A young Indian man walked through the room, calling out to the crowd. "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." He stopped in front of the Doctor. "Here's your ID card." He handed him a small white card. "I'm sorry, your companions don't have clearance."
The Doctor smiled at him. "I don't go anywhere without them."
"You're the code nine, not them," the man insisted. June sighed. They weren't going to get lucky, were they? "I'm sorry, Doctor. It is the Doctor, isn't it? They'll have to stay outside."
The Doctor put an arm around June. "They're staying with me."
"Look, even I don't have clearance to go in there," the man said. "I can't let them in and that's a fact."
"We're fine," June said. She just wished that the arguing would be over. She and Rose were obviously not getting into that room. "You've got to go. We'll be fine."
Rose nodded. "Yeah, we will be, honestly." The Doctor just frowned at them.
"Excuse me." An older woman had popped up next to the young man. "Are you the Doctor?" The man seemed incredibly annoyed with the woman already.
"Sure," the Doctor said.
The man turned to the woman. "Not now. We're busy."
June tugged on the Doctor's sleeve. "We'll be fine out here," she said. "You've got to get in there." She nodded towards the room. "Go save the world."
He frowned, still not seeming so pleased about the whole idea. "Are you sure you two'll be alright out here?" he asked.
"Of course," Rose said.
"Duh," June nodded.
The Doctor sighed. "Alright. Don't get in any trouble."
"We won't as long as you don't," June said. The Doctor patted the top of her head and gave them one last smile before walking in to the meeting.
The young man turned to June and Rose. "I'm going to have to leave you with security," he said, guiding them over to some guards by the wall.
The woman followed after them. "It's alright. I'll look after them." June frowned at her. She wasn't exactly fond of being babysat. "Let me be of some use." June looked over at Rose. Rose shrugged. The woman smiled at them. "Walk with me." She sounded very tense. "Just keep walking." They left the room. "That's right. Don't look round." Rose's head snapped forward. June jumped. This wasn't good. None of this was good. The woman held a badge up to them. "Harriet Jones, MP Flydale North."
~*O*~
They stood in a corner next to a staircase. It was a very rare, very empty space in the crowded building. Harriet Jones shook and stuttered over her words. "This friend of yours," she said, "he's an expert, isn't that right? He knows about aliens?"
"Yeah," June muttered, still trying to scope out the situation.
"Why do you want to know?" Rose asked.
And then Harriet Jones began to cry. June froze and exchanged shocked, wide-eyed looks with Rose. Rose tried her best to comfort the woman. June wanted to awkwardly shrink up.
~*O*~
"They turned the body into a suit," Harriet Jones said. She laid one of the suits on the table. They had moved into the Cabinet Room while Harriet explained her story. "A disguise for the thing inside!" She began to cry again.
June stayed a little way away. Between the crying woman she was too awkward to help and the skin suit laying on the table, June felt too uncomfortable to step any closer. Luckily, Rose was much better at comforting Harriet. "It's alright," she said. "We believe you. It's—it's alien. They must have some serious technology behind this." She started to walk around the room, checking under tables and in drawers. "If we could find it, we could use it."
"Why would they keep anything in here?" June asked. "They probably have the technology somewhere else."
"Maybe." Rose opened a large cupboard and a body fell out onto the floor. June gasped and stumbled back towards the wall. Another body? She could barely handle the skin suit. "Oh my god!" Rose gasped as she and Harriet gathered around the body. "Is that the—"
"Harriet, for God's sake." The young Indian man walked into the room. "This has gone beyond a joke. You cannot just wander—" his words died. June swore to herself. This didn't look good. "Oh, my god. That's the Prime Minister!"
"It wasn't us!" June shouted. Nope, that sounded worse.
Rose gaped at June. "Really?
June shrugged. "I panicked?"
"Oh!" a third voice—a woman's—exclaimed in mock surprise. She sauntered into the room like she was in control of everything. "Has someone been naughty?" She closed the door behind her.
The man turned on her. "That's impossible," he said. "He left this afternoon. The Prime Minister left Downing Street. He was driven away!"
She started towards them. "And who told you that?" Silence. "Me." She had a sickly-sweet smile.
And then the alien inside decided to come out. It zipped its head open, releasing a blue flashing light from within. June winced and stood next to Rose so she could keep the girl close to her. The alien struggled to pull the suit off, working slowly but steady. The alien inside was misshapen and giant. The sight of it made June feel sick. It was impossible tall, hulking green, with a sick baby face. "We are the Slitheen."
The Siltheen grabbed the young man and pushed him up against the wall, choking him with its talons. He struggled and fought against it, but he couldn't do much. June pulled her baseball bat out of her backpack. She had to stop it. She didn't know if she could, but she at least had to try.
That's it for this week! Next chapter, we start on World War Three.
I thought that there were some really cute moments in this chapter, what did you guys think of it?
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Until next time,
~ C.C.