"This tea's great Dr. Watson." Commented The Doctor after Mrs. Hudson made 'Sherlock and his friends' come inside for tea and biscuits. It had started raining, and the pattering of raindrops on the windowsill diminished the need for productive conversation.
"Call me John, please." Replied John, also holding a tea mug. They were silent again until John said "So we're facing a big threat?"
"Yes." Said The Doctor
"But you don't know what it is?"
"No."
"And it could destroy London."
"We're thinking a little bigger than London. Try everything west of China." The Doctor said with a grimace. They sat silently for a minute more when suddenly the TV crackled to life; its screen transforming from grey to an almost familiar shape. The Doctor and John both jumped up from the sofa; The Doctor brandishing his sonic screwdriver, and John wielding his gun. The shape on the TV took a definite form, a familiar form. The form of a big bronze dome, with flashing lights and a long eyestalk.
Donna wheeled around to face The Doctor, who had a look of utmost bewilderment on his face, but mixed with something else. Something that looked like fear.
"Doctor? Doctor that's a – a -." Started Donna, lost for words.
"A dalek." Supplied The Doctor in a hushed whisper.