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The blinding white light faded and Hally staggered, managing to catch herself on a cold white wall. She blinked a few times, straightening up slowly. Looking around her quickly she saw that she had appeared in the doorway of an open plan sitting room. White walls, low ceilings and fancy furniture. It was very warm and the sounds coming from outside indicated that she was near a beach. She came to the conclusion that it could be a 21st-century European villa.

A loud shriek to her right from the L-shaped leather sofa got her attention. Three women were sat, swivelling in their seats to stare at her with a mixture of anger and surprise. Hally's eyebrows lifted slightly. All three were dressed in expensive-looking outfits that left very little to the imagination. There was a brunette, a blonde and a redhead. None of them looked particularly friendly. Hally stumbled forwards slightly, going to look out of the window to try and get her bearings. Looking out she could see a perfect sandy beach not 100 metres away. Bright green palm trees lining the coast which opened up onto the bluest of ocean waters.

She frowned, trying to think back to the last thing she could remember. They'd been on the TARDIS, herself, Rose, Jack and The Doctor had all been standing in the console room chatting idly. Then, there had been a blinding flash of white light…

They'd only just come back from Japan not 10 minutes before, after dropping off Margaret the… egg back to Raxacoricofallapatorious. Hally had been left alone with Jack as both The Doctor and Rose had gone on their separate 'dates' in Cardiff.

Jack was laughing again, he'd taken off his WWII coat so he could get underneath the console of the TARDIS, taking a good look.

"You know you're awfully prickly for one so young. Need to relieve any of that stress?" He sent her a smirk, sitting up and pulling himself to his feet with ease.

Hally was leaning back against the metal railing encircling the console room, she rolled her eyes, scoffing. "I'll have you know, I'm far too old for you Harkness."

He grinned, crossing his arms in front of his chest, his eyes were twinkling playfully and she could tell that he was greatly enjoying messing with her.

"Always 'Harkness' with you. Why not Captain?"

Hally licked her bottom lip, pushing herself off the railing as she came to stand up by the console. "I'm not great with authority figures." She countered simply, a small smile playing at her lips.

"I bet you're not." His quipped back quickly, lacing his voice with a low purr.

Jack frowned when Hally suddenly went quiet, dropping her eyes to avoid his gaze.

"What's wrong?" He tried to add playfully. "Not married are you?"

The instant look of panic that she shot him made Jack falter, his eyes widened. "Oh… you are?"

"No!" Hally spat out instantly, crossing her arms over her chest.

"That was quick..." Jack muttered, he couldn't help the small smile that he flashed her way.

She obviously didn't appreciate it, shaking her head quickly she rubbed a hand on the back of her neck nervously. "No… I mean…" She was quickly becoming flustered. Hally let out a sigh of resignation. "You can NOT tell The Doctor." She started, sending Jack a very serious, hard glare. "Or I will push you out of those doors mid-flight." She pointed to the TARDIS doors behind him.

Jack chuckled appreciatively. He put on a serious face, his eyes glinting. "Understood."

Hally clenched her jaw and spoke after a few moments. "I was married."

"Was?" Jack picked up on it instantly, not in a flirtatious way, but out of curiosity.

"He… died."

"The war?" Jack pushed gently.

"Yeah."

He let out a soft sigh. "I'm sorry…" He said, his face sincere.

Hally shook her head, sending him a small smile. "It's fine. It's just. Not been very long." Her smile grew. "So while I'm enjoying your endless flirting…"

Jack laughed softly, nodding in understanding. "Received and understood, ma'am." He sent her a mock salute and she laughed.

Then the rift had exploded and the others had rushed back to the TARDIS.

Where were the others?

Hally's brow furrowed, something wasn't right. The more she stared, the more the scene before her didn't quite add up. The leaves on the trees were moving in the wind and the waves were washing up on the shore. She could hear noises too, the sounds of seagulls and people playing on the beach. But the beach was empty and she couldn't feel the breeze that was supposedly ruffling the leaves. Hally slowly leant forward, easing her body out of the window. She held out her hand, reaching out. She made contact with a smooth, solid surface. It was just a screen, a projection.

She turned away from the window. The three women were still staring at her expectantly, the redhead scowled nastily.

"What the hell are you doing?" She asked, looking Hally up and down like she had just insulted them all deeply.

Hally ignored her question, asking her own instead. "Why are all the windows like that…?" Hally said slowly, motioning to the screen behind her.

The trio of women looked back towards one another before they burst into cruel laughter. Hally was taken aback, but the moment was short-lived because the redhead leant closer to the other two as she shot Hally a dirty glare.

"She can't be another contestant can she? There's only three of us left."

"That's SO unfair." The blonde whined, looking around the ceiling of the room.

"I can't believe this. Do they have NO regard for the rules?!" The brunette whispered loudly to them both. Hally just stared at them, having no clue what was happening.

The blonde looked down at Hally, her face slowly mirroring her look of utter confusion.

"Surely you've watched the show?" She asked, looking at Hally incredulously.

Hally looked around, hoping that there would be something that would help her figure out what was happening. "Huh? Show?"

The brunette laughed in disbelief. She stood up off the sofa finally and walked around to stand in front of Hally, looking her up and down, sneering. "You've been transported into the villa. Your data must show that you're single?" She said as if Hally was asking the most ridiculous questions.

Hally raised an eyebrow. "Transported… onto a show? Wait, what villa?"

"Oh my god, she has no idea." The blonde gasped, eyes going wide as she looked between the other two women for their reactions.

"No…" Hally laughed awkwardly. "Nope." She looked between the three women. "Someone please tell me where I am..."

The blonde opened her mouth to hopefully start to explain when a loud robotic voice cut through the room overhead. "This is The HARRI-BOT speaking. Good morning ladies!"

Hally looked up at the ceiling, looking for where the voice was coming from. Her face scrunched up in confusion when she spotted the inconspicuous speakers embedded into the walls, her mouth dropping open when she then also saw the cameras. The other women quickly tottered back to the sofa, taking their seats excitedly. Hally remained where she was, hovering uncomfortably behind them as the voice continued.

"And in a shock twist, that hasn't been seen in 106 years of The Bachelor, welcome to our newest contestant, Hally!"

Hally looked around herself, this was ridiculous. The redhead looked over her shoulder and shot her a glare, muttering. "This is so unfair."

"Now with only four of you girls left, things are heating up in the villa. Quite literally!" The voice let out a painfully fake laugh. "Now, as Matthew, our handsome bachelor, is an avid sports fan, today's group date is going to involve a sizzling game of beach volleyball! With Matthew as the romantic referee of course."

The brunette squealed happily and the other girls grinned at one another.

"Your very special, tailored sportswear has been picked out for you and is placed in your usual closets. Matthew will be waiting for you in basement room 005 in 10 minutes!" The announcement cut out and the girls got up, pottering as fast as they could through the rooms to the closet room. Hally groaned but couldn't see anything to do other than follow them. They eventually came to a long rectangular room with four large wardrobes at the end. Hally frowned, her name was written at the top of the wardrobe on the far right. She walked up to it and opened it as the other girls were doing to their own.

"I'm not wearing this…" Hally pulled down the tiny 2-piece that had been hung up inside the closet. "It's awful." She shot a look at the camera that was tilted towards her on the edge of the wardrobe door.

The blonde girl to her left gave her a small smile. "Don't be a spoilsport. You have to wear it."

"Why?" Hally frowned, looking around the room for another door out of the room but finding only more white walls with fake windows. She looked down at the two items of clothing in her hands. They weren't really clothing… more like a tiny sports bra and shorts.

"So you can win." The blonde said, letting out a small nervous laugh.

"I don't want to win. I want to leave." Hally looked back at the small young woman. She wished everyone would stop acting like this was completely normal.

"Well, you have to win to leave." The blonde shrugged, sending her a sympathetic look.

The other three women were swiftly getting changed and there was something about the warning look that the brunette shot her that made Hally slowly start to change. Once they were all looking equally as undressed and ridiculous, a panel in the wall to the left opened up. Leading them out onto a beach volleyball court.

Hally looked around. Well, that's what it first appeared to be, but as she looked closer Hally saw that they weren't outside at all. Instead, they were inside a room, all the walls covered by perfect screens which were projecting the image of the beach, creating the illusion that they'd exited the villa and were stood outside on the beach. The floor was even covered in sand.

A moment later, another panel slid open and a tall, muscular blonde man stepped through, sending them all a winning smile. The trio of girls instantly became animated, giggling and laughing as they tactlessly fawned over him. Hally grimaced as she watched them. The blonde man, presumably 'Matthew' sent her a kind smile.

The voice of the HARRI-BOT crackled back into life from above them, explaining the simple rules of the earth game volleyball. The group of four women were put into pairs, Hally and the brunette against the redhead and the blonde. A loud claxon signalled the start of the game, Matthew 'acting' as referee.

Hally quickly realised that the aim of the game was apparently NOT to actually play volleyball properly, but was to actively try and get as much of Matthew's attention as possible. Her partner, the brunette, was sending him many coy looks which he seemed to be enjoying. About 10 minutes into playing the redhead screamed and very badly acted falling over and hurting her ankle. Hally scoffed, watching the scene with her arms crossed.

Matthew ran over, concern written all over his face as he lifted the girl up in his arms, rushing her inside, playing the true hero.

The brunette scoffed irritably and the blonde smiled nervously. "Wish I'd thought of that."

"Urgh." The brunette turned on her heel and stormed out of the room.

Hally looked back at the blonde questioningly. She shrugged, smiling sweetly. "Come on… we should shower before the rose ceremony." She laughed quietly, motioning to Hally's body which was covered in sand.

Hally nodded slowly, following her to the showers. "Ummm… rose ceremony?"

But the blonde didn't answer her, instead, heading into her own shower cubicle. Hally puffed out her cheeks and decided that either way she really needed to wash the sand off of herself. She headed into the small cubicle and was about the pull her sports bra off when she frowned, looking around suspiciously. Sure enough, hidden almost out of sight in the showerhead, was a tiny camera. Hally scoffed in disgust, turning the water on furiously.

She showered in her clothes irritably, coming out in the towel and finding herself back in the long wardrobe room. Towel drying her hair, Hally opened up her wardrobe again a soft groan escaping her throat. Hung up was a small, strappy, duck-egg blue mini dress. With her old clothes nowhere in sight, Hally let out an indignant noise and pulled the dress on. She was going to kill whoever put her in this hell.

Eventually, everyone was gathered back in the sitting room awaiting the so-called, rose ceremony. Hally huffed and lay back against the sofa, pulling at the hem of her dress which seemed intent on riding up.

After a few minutes, a panel from another room slid open and Matthew entered. He remained standing at the front of the room, sending small smiles at everyone. Hally cocked her head to one side, he was carrying 3 roses.

Huh… rose ceremony?

Hally looked across at the three other women sat on the sofa with her. Gone were the giggly, fake laughs and the overconfident smiles. All three of them looked terrified. The redhead was scratching at her fingernails nervously. Hally was about to ask them what they were so scared of when, with a loud hiss, the wall behind where Matthew stood lifted revealing a tall, rectangle-faced droid which wheeled itself into the room. Hally leant over to the left, peaking at the darkened hole where the droid had come through. It certainly looked like it could be a way out. Sadly the wall swiftly sank back down into place with a heavy hiss and the droid examined them all, a large smile painted onto its face.

"Welcome all, to the rose ceremony!" Its mechanical voice was so overly cheery that Hally didn't even try and hide her wince.

"The time has come, for Matthew to present three roses to the girls he would like to see through to the next round. Sadly, whoever does not receive a rose, will be leaving us." Hally shot a look to her right, noticing that the usually cheery blonde was shaking.

She frowned, turning back to Matthew. "I will gladly volunteer." She muttered to him sarcastically, surprised when he sent her an odd look of confusion.

The HARRI-BOT ignored her interruption, instead, it raised its arms and cried. "Let the ceremony begin!"

Matthew stepped forward slowly, looking between all of them. He coughed and nodded to himself as he took a few steps forward, he gave a rose to the blonde and to the redhead before he hovered in front of Hally and the other brunette. He swallowed and his voice broke slightly as he shot a look at the brunette.

"I'm sorry." He shoved the last rose into Hally's hands as he quickly stepped back behind the HARRI-BOT. Hally watched the exchange, becoming more and more disturbed when the brunette instantly broke down into tears.

The other two pulled her into a tight hug, the redhead gently brushing her hair softly as they consoled her.

Hally looked back to Matthew, who also looked to be close to tears himself.

The brunette was hiccupping beside her. "I hope you're happy." Hally's head snapped back, the distraught girl was glaring at her through her soaking wet lashes.

"No… not really." Hally muttered, she was totally at a loss. She didn't understand what was making the girl so upset. It was just a show, right?

The brunette let out a slow breath and closed her eyes as she murmured. "Mum… I love you so much."

There was a loud buzzing and a flashing bright light, the brunette screamed loudly and when the flashing finally stopped there was just a small pile of ashes where she had once been. The three remaining girls clutching their roses were unharmed.

Hally's mouth dropped and her eyes widened. "Whoa, whoa. What the hell was that?!" She cried, looking between the droid and the contestants. There was still a wringing in her ears as she was confronted with what had just happened.

Matthew frowned at her, his eyes widening in panic. "You didn't know?!"

"How?! Have you been living under a rock?" The redhead cried out, her cheeks still wet with her own tears.

Hally stood up, her legs feeling like jelly. "No… no! This is NOT normal…" She waved her hands above her head, running a hand through her hair. Her heartbeats were drumming loudly in her ears. The blonde pulled on her arm pleadingly.

"Sit down…" She whispered, looking at the silent droid in fear.

"What?" Hally looked back at the HARRI-BOT. "No. No, I'm not staying here. I. Am. Leaving!" She cried out, wrenching her arm out of the girls' grip.

The droid's mouth dropped open with a soft click, exposing the barrel of a blaster gun. The three contestants backed away, the women scrambling to hide behind the sofa.

Hally looked at the droid, a murderous scowl on her face. A short red blast shot from the HARRI-BOT's mouth straight for Hally's head. It never made contact, it hung suspended in the air centimetres from Hally's face. Hally was mad, she was furious. These humans, these stupid little humans were killing each other for entertainment. The droid shot again and again the blast froze in the air in front of Hally's head.

Hally grit her teeth hard, sweat beginning to drip down the side of her face. The concentration was causing a splintering pain in the back of her head. She curled her hands into fists and with an angry yell, she pushed both of her hands out towards the robot. Both of the blaster shots fired back at the droid at high speed, hitting it in the head with two satisfying bangs. Hally's rage intensified as the pain in her head grew. The droid exploded with the wave of energy that rolled off of Hally's body. It flew into the wall behind it which crumbled and blew outwards, leaving a large gaping hole for her to escape through.

Hally felt her hands smack down on the hard floor as she collapsed. Her head was still ringing but she hauled herself up, stepping over the remains of the droid and out into what she hoped was the real world.

Hally ran a hand through her hair as she stepped out into the large grey hanger. There was a double-door on the other side with the number 394 painted above it. A lift. Hally strode over to the lift, hitting the call button harshly. She was still breathing heavily when the lift pinged and the doors slid open to reveal… The Doctor… and Jack, both holding very big guns. And a small woman?

Hally's mouth dropped open, as did The Doctor and Jack's. They all stared at one another for a few silent moments before The Doctor blinked a few times.

"Well stop standing there, get in!" Hally closed her mouth quickly, nodding and squeezing into the lift.

She looked around, coughing awkwardly as she suddenly became very aware of the tiny dress that she was still wearing.

"Hi…" Whispered the small woman with the cute hair. "I'm Lynda by the way… Lynda with a Y." She smiled sweetly. Hally nodded slowly, shooting The Doctor a look as the lift continued its ascent up. The atmosphere was extremely tense.

She could feel eyes on the back of her and she turned to find Jack smirking down at her. She narrowed her eyes dangerously.

"Nice dress." He muttered, loud enough for everyone to hear.

The Doctor let out a strangled noise.

"I do not want to talk about it." Hally huffed, trying to pull the hem of the dress down again.

"That was floor 394, that's The Bachelor that is!" Lynda added, smiling kindly as if she was doing everyone a favour. Hally shot her a murderous look that quickly shut her up with a squeak.

Jack let out a bark of laughter. "I've got to find that replay."

"Shut up." Hally ground out, the lift was speeding through the levels in the 400s.

"…I can't wait to see you kicking ass in that." He continued.

The Doctor let out a growl. "It barely covers-…"

"Yes! I know!" Hally shouted finally, shutting both of them up. The lift finally stopped at floor 500 and the doors opened. The Doctor and Jack rushed forward, brandishing their guns dangerous. Hally followed, calling. "Wait… where's Rose?"

They'd walked into what looked like a control station, Jack was herding multiple workers away from their desks with his two big guns. Hally finally recognised it as the Satellite 5 station where they'd previously dealt with their Jagrafess issue.

The Doctor charged forwards towards the humanoid who was strung up at the far end of the room. Wires dropped from the ceiling and wound their way into the young girl, holding her up. Her eyes focused forward, never moving, their eerie white hue glinting under the blue lights.

"Who's in charge of this place?!" He demanded, holding the gun up threateningly. Hally frowned, she'd not seen him like this before.

The controller continued to ramble off numbers as if she hadn't heard The Doctor.

"Who killed Rose Tyler?" He cried out furiously. Hally looked over to Jack who sent her a curt nod.

"Oh…" Hally took a small step back, wincing. The human had been good, kind. A small flicker of her previous anger reignited and she looked up at the controller with a new intensity in her eyes.

One of the workers called out to The Doctor, his hands up in the air. "She can't reply. Don't shoot!"

The Doctor huffed, throwing his gun to the young worker. "Oh, don't be so thick. Like I was ever going to shoot." He turned back to Hally and Jack. "We've got more guards on the way up. Secure the exits."

Hally nodded as Jack quipped back a 'Yes, sir.' Jack headed to the lift as Hally went to the nearest workstation, tapping into the controls for the doors to the room. Locking them down.

"But that stuff you were saying about something going on with the Game Station. I think you're right. I've kept a log. Unauthorised transmats, encrypted signals, it's been going on for years." The young, male worker continued, getting up his log on his workstation computer.

Hally looked back up at the controlled, a thought crossing her mind. She opened up the workstation connection panel, trying to get into the stream from the controller. She looked up when an alarm went off by the door Jack was trying to access.

One of the worker women, with a permanent scowl on her face, called over at him disapprovingly. "You're not allowed in there. Archive Six is out of bounds!"

Jack held up both of his hands, making a point out of showing off the guns. "Do I look like an out of bounds sort of guy?" He touched the entry pad and headed inside.

Suddenly all the screens flickered to black, the lights dimmed and the controller stopped talking. "That's just the solar flares. They interfere with the broadcast signal, so this place automatically powers down. Planet Earth gets a few repeats. It's all quite normal." The young man explained to The Doctor.

The scowly woman tried to get The Doctor's attention, motioning back to the controller.

"Doctor? Doctor? Where's the Doctor?" The controller asked, her voice was shaking with some invisible effort. Her eyes were still unmoving and unblinking, but her face had softened.

The Doctor ran forward quickly. "I'm here."

"Can't see. I'm blind. So blind. All my life, blind. All I can see is numbers, but I saw you." The controller continued. Hally frowned, flicking her eyes between the controller and the computer screen. There must have been some kind of base signal underneath all of the broadcasting signals, information being sent directly to the controller.

"Solar flares hiding me. They can't hear me. My masters, they always listen but they can't hear me now the sun, the sun is so bright."

"Who are your masters?" The Doctor asked, his voice was forceful. The Doctor wasn't playing games this time.

"They wired my head. The name's forbidden. They control my thoughts. My masters. My masters, I had to be careful. They monitor transmissions but they don't watch the programmes. I could hide you inside the games. Knew that you would find me."

Hally reached out and touched the computer screen, pushing some power inside. The screen flickered back to life. Hally found the signal, locking onto it and blowing it up on her screen. Now that it was active it could be traced. She quickly started to type, trying to use the interface to track the signal back to its source.

"They've been hiding. My masters hiding in the dark space, watching and shaping the Earth so, so, so many years. Always been there, guiding humanity, hundreds and hundreds of years." Hally looked up at that intrigued. That meant they would have been there when the Jagrafess had been installed, always there, controlling everything from behind the scenes.

"But speak of you, my masters, they fear the Doctor…" The woman was beginning to ramble, the signal started to drop.

"Tell me, who are they?!" The Doctor cried.

The room flickered with light as the power whirred back into life. All the other screens blinked back into action as the station came back online. The controller stiffened and started to reel off meaningless numbers again as the solar flare passed.

Jack bounded back out of Archive Six, he'd found the TARDIS. Hally stood up as Jack manoeuvred Lynda onto a specific spot. "…You'll want to watch this. It'll only take a second. Could you stand in that spot, quick as you can. Everybody watching? Okay. three, two, one." Jack pressed down on a button and a bright white beam came down and engulfed Lynda, like those in the games. When the beam disappeared, all that was left of Lynda was a small pile of dust. The Doctor was enraged.

"But you killed her!"

Hally gasped softly, looking between her father and Jack. However, Jack just grinned assuredly, activating the beam again. This time when the light faded, Lynda was back. Perfectly unharmed.

"What the hell was that?!" She exclaimed, patting down her body as if making sure that she was all there.

Jack grinned happily, practically bouncing over to The Doctor. "It's a transmat beam. Not a disintegrator, a secondary transmat system. People don't get killed in the games. They get transported across space. Doctor, Rose is still alive!" The Doctor laughed happily and Jack pulled him into a tight bear hug.

"She's out there somewhere…" The Doctor muttered as he pulled away from the captain. The controller let out a pained noise which caught everyone's attention."

"Doctor. Coordinates 5.6.1…" She began, her eyes blinking with pain.

Hally didn't hesitate, she quickly plugged the coordinates into the computer. Cross-referencing them with the controller's base signal.

The controller bit out the last few coordinates, despite the pain it was obviously causing her and The Doctor's panicked warnings.

".434. No, my masters, no! I defy you! Stigma 7 7-…" She screamed as the beam of white light descended, stealing the controller away before she could finish.

"They took her." The Doctor turned back to Hally and Jack. Hally could see the conflict behind his eyes as he tried to desperately think up a plan.

"I've almost got it…" Hally muttered, turning back to the computer screen as she tapped in the numbers the controller had managed to give her.

"I'm locking on to the signal, cross-referencing the coordinates she did give us with the transmission logs throughout satellite five…" She tapped away at the keyboard. The young man who had been trying to help The Doctor appeared over her shoulder.

"Umm, I kept a log of all the unscheduled transmissions. File 860… if it helps?"

Hally nodded quickly, pulling it up. A hand touched her shoulder, she looked to her left to find Jack sending the guy an overly friendly smile.

"Nice, Thanks. Captain Jack Harkness, by the way."

"I'm Davitch Pavale." The young man replied, a little flustered.

"Nice to meet you, Davitch Pavale…" Jack purred. Hally scoffed loudly.

"Please… I am working here." She groaned, rolling her eyes.

The Doctor was pacing, thinking out loud with the humans. He was muttering away about a long game, someone controlling the human race from behind the scenes for generations.

"I've got it." Hally announced, pulling the coordinates of the source of the signal up on the large screen at the front.

"There's nothing there…" The woman piped up, frowning.

"That's what the signal does…" Hally started to explain but The Doctor clapped his hands together, excitedly explaining the rest. "Underneath the transmission, there's another signal! Hiding whatever's out there. Hiding it from sonar, radar, scanner. There's something sitting right on top of planet Earth, but it's completely invisible." His eyes were wide and he was pacing up and down, faster and faster.

"Cancelling the signal… now." Hally punched in a few numbers, the signal ceased and instantly a gigantic circular spaceship blinked into existence on the holographic viewing screen at the very front of the room.

Hally felt a heavy pit in her stomach fill with cold dread. All the warmth seemed to drain from her body as she took a few steps towards the screen, watching in horror as more and more Dalek ships flickered up onto the screen.

"That's impossible." Jack's voice appeared behind her. "I know those ships. They were destroyed."

"Obviously they survived." The Doctor spat through gritted teeth.

Anger and hatred blossomed inside Hally's chest as the screen became overrun with ships. More than she'd ever seen, hovering above the earth. There must have been hundreds of thousands of Daleks on those ships, and only herself and The Doctor to stop them. She was shaking, she wasn't sure if it was out of anger or fear. Because she was scared. She was terrified. There was no way they could destroy this many Daleks, not even with all the forces of planet earth on their side.

The Doctor vocalised her fears for the sake of the humans. "Two hundred ships. More than two thousand on board each one. That's just about half a million of them…"

"Half a million what?" Pavale asked, looking between Jack and the Doctor.

"Daleks."

Fury suddenly burned hotly inside her chest.

No.

She wasn't going to let them win again.

Those glorified tin cans had taken everything from her. Not this time.

Hally felt someone's eyes on her and she turned to the side to see The Doctor was looking at her, a rage burning behind his eyes much like her own.

The two Time Lords looked at one another for a moment, silently coming to an agreement.

No.

The screen flickered and the image changed to a singular Dalek which addressed them. "I will talk to the Doctor." Its monotone screech only poking at Hally's internal rage.

The Doctor's demeanour changed instantly, his mask went up and he paraded up to the screen. "Oh, will you? That's nice. Hello!" He exclaimed, sarcasm dripping from his voice.

"The Dalek stratagem nears completion. The fleet is almost ready. You will not intervene." The Dalek commanded simply. Hally could have laughed at its idiocy.

The Doctor plastered on a stupid grin. "Oh, really? Why's that, then?"

The video panned wider in response to The Doctor's question, slowly revealing Rose. She was surrounded by Dalek's, their weapons trained on her in a silent threat. "We have your associate. You will obey or she will be exterminated."

"No."

Everyone in the room turned to look at The Doctor except Hally. She would have smirked in satisfaction if she wasn't too preoccupied sending death stares at the Daleks on screen.

"Explain yourself." One of the Daleks cried, wheeling back and forth in irritation.

"He said no." Hally's voice was cold and laced with a dark threat. The Doctor took a look at his daughter out of the corner of his eye.

"What is the meaning of this negative?" Another of the Dalek's chimed in, their blasters twitching around dangerously.

"It means no." The Doctor looked back, staring into the blue eye of the Dalek.

"…But she will be destroyed." The Dalek closest to Rose exclaimed, a hint of confusion in its voice.

"No! Because this is what I'm going to do." The Doctor marched forward, getting up close to the camera that was transmitting their image. "I'm going to rescue her. I'm going to save Rose Tyler from the middle of the Dalek fleet And then I'm going to save the Earth, and then, just to finish off, I'm going to wipe every last stinking Dalek out of the sky!" He yelled pointedly.

"But you have no weapons, no defences, no plan." The Dalek uttered, its headpiece turning to either side as if communicating with the other Daleks.

"Yeah." The Doctor let out a cruel laugh. "And doesn't that scare you to death… Rose?"

"Yes, Doctor?" Rose answered quickly, Hally could see the complete faith she had in The Doctor etched all over her face.

"I'm coming to get you."

He flicked the sonic screwdriver up towards the screen, cutting off the transmission with a grim look of determination on his face.

IIIII I

7 November 2007

It'd been two days since her first session with Dr Saxon and she'd fallen into a dull routine at the compound. She'd be woken up at 07:00 am by the awful morning bell followed by breakfast until 08:00. After that, she'd either be escorted to the exercise yard, the activities room or to a session with Saxon.

It was already 11:45 that morning and Hally was lying on her back staring at the whitewashed ceiling of Dr Saxon's office. She'd been talking for around 30 minutes now about the Time War. She'd left out the… alien details, giving Saxon a normalised story of her experiences instead. He'd told her that she might find it useful to close her eyes whilst recounting the story. Hally had felt awkward sitting up and closing her eyes, hence why she in her current position lying sideways on the squidgy orange sofa. She hadn't spoken for a few moments and Saxon hadn't interrupted so she'd opened her eyes, looking at the weird ugly circles that were etched into the painted ceiling.

She twisted her head to look over at him, he was silently jotting something down in his notepad. Hally raised an eyebrow, for a counsellor he very rarely noted anything down. He looked up, locking eyes with her. For a split second, Hally was sure something dark glimmered behind his eyes as he flicked a look down her body.

Before she had time to think about it, it was gone. Dr Saxon started to tap his pen gently on the edge of the desk. "So you were reunited with this man, your husband?"

Hally nodded slowly, her eyes drawn to the pen. She felt her body relax as she continued with her story, the tapping of the pen gently easing her mind.

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

"…we were back home, in the main city when it fell under attack. We were trying to get out, find a way out but before we could..." The words stopped on Hally's tongue. She frowned, trying to remember. "Something hit me over the back of the head…" She finished.

"What was it?" Saxon asked dispassionately, Hally missed the suspicious look he was giving her.

"I don't know." She thought back to the moment before she'd blacked out. "He saw it though…" She started, remembering the look on Koschei's face. "He was looking right at it."

"And then?" He pressed.

"And then… I woke up with my father." Her jaw clenched slightly, remembering the initial pain she'd felt when she'd realised that she'd lost him.

"What was that like?"

Hally frowned at his question, turning back to look at him. She was getting a hint of hostility towards her and it unnerved her. "I… I guess I was angry. Confused. I didn't want to be there."

Saxon raised his eyebrows. "So what happened then?"

She let out a slow breath, closing her eyes again as she told him all about The Doctor, about Rose, the Daleks, the Cybermen, smiling fondly when she mentioned her father's ridiculous hairstyle when they'd travelled back to 1953. She briefly started to mention Martha when Dr Saxon interrupted her.

"You forgave him then?"

Hally opened her eyes sitting up hastily, alarm written on her face. "Excuse me?"

Saxon watched her, his face void of any emotion. "For abandoning you. Before, remember?"

Hally frowned, biting her lip. "I suppose. It was different. He was different." She shifted uncomfortably under his unwavering gaze. His expression was hard, she couldn't decipher anything from it. Nerves were starting to worm their way into her stomach. Something felt wrong, very wrong. She let out a shaky breath, her eyes flitting around the room as the anxiety climbed its way from her stomach and up into her throat.

Why am I talking to him?

I shouldn't be… I shouldn't even be here.

Where. Am. I?!

She was struggling to let the air into her lungs. Dr Saxon's brow twitched with a small frown. Her head was swimming and the sharp pain was back, driving into her mind with an uncomfortable feeling of tension. Nothing was making sense. She couldn't breathe.

She grabbed at her throat instinctively, trying to force air inside. Her hand felt the golden bar that was around her neck. It shouldn't be there.

"What is this?" She managed to splutter out, starting to pull at it aggressively. "Get it off me!" She shouted, tears pricking her eyes. Dr Saxon got out of his seat, swiftly moving around his desk to kneel in front of her. His face was still unreadable but a flicker of uncertainty passed over his features.

Hally doubled over as a shockwave of pain battered through her mind. "Where the hell am I?!" She screamed, pressing her hands in on her head.

She felt Dr Saxon's cool hands rest over the top of her own, his voice was loud and commanding. "Calm down."

He rubbed his thumbs slowly over her hands. "Breathe." His said from above her.

Tears fell from her eyes onto the carpet below. She swallowed, letting in a weak breath.

"Let it go. The pain will stop when you just let go." He whispered softly. His right hand had started to tap lightly on the top of her left hand as she continued to cradle her head.

Hally let out a soft whine of protest. She wanted to fight it. She wanted to remember. She was so confused. Nothing was making sense but it hurt. It hurt so much and the tapping was nice. It was calming. She focused in on it, the thoughts and turmoil slipping away from the forefront of her mind as she let the soft rhythm guide her back into the room.

The pain ebbed away and slowly she uncurled herself from the position on the sofa. Dr Saxon's hands dropped away and he observed her as she calmed down. Hally blinked a few times, all the worry and confusion was gone. She was ok.

"Good girl." Saxon muttered, sending her a small appreciative smile. "I think that's all for today."