Updating before work, -sigh-.
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"So Colonel you're suggesting that the Trions are quite possibly the ones who broke into your bases?"
"It makes sense."
"How?" Phil asked simply, she decided to have some sort of input back in the conversation. "It could be anyone."
"Phil not just any old random person can get into a U.N.I.T base."
"We did."
"We nearly got shot at." The Doctor said simply, Phil slouched back in the chair with her arms crossed. "Someone else would receive the same welcome."
"Or equally get shot on site if they didn't cooperate." Grant point out, Phil nodded, she was at odds with this conversation. She was all for warning them, or whatever it was they were currently doing. But she just couldn't really join in with the topic. She didn't know the first thing about military bases, or U.N.I.T or even U.N.I.T's bases. If anything she had a very vague grasp on the Trions thanks to Nick.
Oh god, Phil fidgeted in the chair. Nick hadn't even crossed her mind during all of this. Slowly she looked to The Doctor, in return he just gave her a sidewards glance and a slow nod. While continuing to talking to the Colonel.
Putting a hand over her mouth Phil tried very hard not to seem shocked, or any different to how she was a minute ago. She didn't even need to ask The Doctor if he thought Nick was involved, obviously he thought so. Which could be half the reason, or the whole reason as to why they were here.
"In and out without a trace huh? Sounds so suspicious." The Doctor rubbed his hands together, "Got any security footage?"
"Not here no."
"Oh," he said sadly. "That's a shame, can I use your computer?"
"Why?"
"Emails." The Doctor said awkwardly, it was such an awful lie. Regardless Grant nodded which caused the Time Lord to leap out of the chair and walk around the desk. Grant budged his chair out of the way as The Doctor started typing on the keys.
"What's with that face huh?" He looked over the computer screen at Phil. She was sitting in silence with a distant look on her face.
"Maybe it's to much for her to take in?"
"Nah, not Phil. She's very good at coping with things like this." The Doctor said while pulling the sonic screwdriver out of his jacket pocket and waving it over the computer. Grant exclaimed numerous things at him out of confusion. "You share a network with other U.N.I.T bases correct? Yes, good! Then easily from this thing," Doctor tapped the computer screen. "We can easily access the security footage from another base. Say the one on the outskirts of London? Or possibly the one in Manchester."
"How-"
"How do I know where your bases are? Well it's sort of my lot in life to keep an eye on those who are keeping an eye on aliens. It comes full circle really when you think about it," The Doctor mused and looked back to the computer screen.
"It's ironic." Phil pointed out.
"That is true!"
"You don't trust us?"
"No," shaking his head he looked at Grant who was now glaring up at him. "I wouldn't say that. I trust you lot so much. I trust that when push comes to shove that you will do the right thing. But I am a little hesitant when it comes to things you don't understand." Smiling and clapping his hands happily he pointed at the screen.
Pushing out of the chair Phil walked around and leant down to look at the footage. A man easily appeared in a blink of an eye, walked down the corridor and vanished again. "I've seen that uniform before." She said when the footage was replayed.
The Doctor nodded and paused it, "Looks scarily familiar doesn't it?"
"You know this man?"
"No, we know his uniform," The Doctor looked at Grant. "The Trions are breaking into your bases. I don't know what for though, I guess because you're a defensive line between them and Earth they're trying to figure out how to take you down."
"Is there anything in your bases which would prove useful to them?"
"Oh that's a very good question Phil!"
"Thanks."
"Well," Grant stood up and walked around the desk to stand near the window. He looked out at the lawn beyond the glass. "Only weapons which we've confiscated and things along those lines."
"Would they go for weapons?" Phil looked at The Doctor, he shook his head slowly. Running a hand through his hair he looked at her. "I'm not sure." He answered honestly. "They have plenty, they're brilliant at making weapons which obviously isn't something you want to know."
"You came here with a message? What is it?"
"They're planning on destroying the city." Phil said simply, or as simply as she could. The Doctor nodded confirming her words.
"How do you know this?"
"Because I've seen it."
"Not directly, but she did some ominous drawings of the aftermath." The Doctor smiled as if their words alone were enough to believe them.
"I don't agree with this."
"Oh come on Phil! They need confirmation!" The Doctor leant against the bed guards. Phil laid on the bed with her arms crossed. She was frowning up at the ceiling with a sour look on her face. He sighed and tapped on her arm. Looking at him quickly she looked away, "Don't be in a mood with me Phil! I have to say it's rather obvious that they wouldn't believe us."
"I don't agree to being a guinea pig!" Phil frowned even more, if that was even remotely possible.
"I can see where you're coming from."
"Doctor, they are going to get into my head and see everything. This is privacy invasion to the maximum." Phil said seriously, it was the truth. Currently attached to her were numerous leads and wires. She had about five which were taped to her head. "I don't want everyone seeing inside my head." She paused, "There are some things I would like to keep secret."
"Like?" Doctor jibbed while poking her on the arm several times. Phil wasn't relenting to his childish ways. "Come on Phil you can tell me."
"No."
"You're really annoyed aren't you?"
"Yes." Phil fidgeted on the bed and glared towards a man in a lab coat who approached her. "When you suggested this whole thing I was up for it. Preventing possible deaths is something I would love to do. But when was there mention of privacy invasion?" At this she looked at the man, "If you pry to deep into my head I will so help me, kick your butt so hard that you may not be able to father children any time soon." The Doctor just let her vent, he would feel the same if someone induced sleep on him and took to fishing through his memories and thoughts. That was literally what the Colonel had put into play.
Sure, he could just believe their words, but he'd rather see the vision himself to believe them. This caused having to make Phil go to sleep and use some of the alien technology that U.N.I.T had stored away to see inside her head. It was all so confusing, not to mention unfair. Phil was right; this was privacy invasion to the maximum.