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World War Three

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Estrenar — Spanish — Wearing something for the very first time.

"Let people underestimate you. That way they'll never know for sure what you're capable of."

Electricity crackled on the alien as she dropped the man. The girls ran past the alien trying to escape.

Then Harriet stopped them, "No, wait. They're still in there. The emergency protocols. We need them." And then she ran back.

“Wait!” Lars shouted.

Rose and Lillie looked at her and then each other with bewilderment before going after her only to find her running back as the alien had started to chase them.

They ran past the elevator and before the alien could pass it the lift opened, revealing the Doctor.

"Hello." He said, cheerfully.

Lillie pulled the two older women with Lars behind them through a door while the alien was distracted.

"Hide." Rose hissed.

Lillie hid behind a curtain, Rose hid behind a cabinet, Lars in the darkened chimney, her dark clothes blended her with the shadows and masked her scent, and Harriet hid behind a folding screen.

The alien followed soon, trilling, playfully, "Oh, such fun. Little human children, where are you? Sweet little human kins, come to me. Let me kiss you better. Kiss you with my big, green lips."

Rose moved from behind the cabinet to behind the curtains with her sister. They exchanged fearful looks and then held each other's hands, tightly.

Soon two other aliens joined, "My brothers." The first alien greeted.

Now there's more of them?

"Happy hunting?” One of them asked.

"It's wonderful. The more you prolong it, the more they stink." Lillie's eyes widened.

"Sweat and fear."

"I can smell an old girl. Stale bird and brittle bones." One of them said. Harriet.

"And three ripe youngsters, all hormones and adrenaline. Fresh enough to bend before they snap." The first alien said before pulling back the curtain, revealing the sisters who then screamed.

Harriet bravely jumped out of her hiding spot, shouting, "NO! TAKE ME FIRST! TAKE ME!"

“GET AWAY FROM THEM!” Lars shouted, emerging from her hiding spot w

Lillie took this opportunity to push herself up and kick the alien over, pushing her sister out of the way and she kicked the alien in the chest, actually managing to knock her over before another grabbed her by her hood, holding her above the ground as she kicked and punched.

"LILLIE!" Rose and Lars screamed.

Then the Doctor burst in with a fire extinguisher and sprayed the aliens with it, making the alien drop Lillie who landed on her feet, the force forcing her to crouch down and her fingertips hit the floor, steadying her and she flipped her head up, her hair soaring above her head, "Out! With me!" He told the girls.

Lillie pulled the curtain down over the alien who had picked her up, and pulled it around it, and forcing them to spin in a circle, disorientating it, like a crucial game of hit the pinata before she joined the Doctor and the other women as the Doctor continued sprayed the aliens.

"Who the hell are you?" He asked Harriet.

"Harriet Jones, MP for Flydale North."

"Nice to meet you." He said.

"Likewise." She replied.

He sprayed them again before the fire extinguisher was empty and they ran out.

"We need to head to the Cabinet Room." The Doctor instructed.

"The Emergency Protocols are in there. They give instructions for aliens." Harriet agreed.

"Harriet Jones, I like you."

"And I like you too."

The aliens screeched as they chased them through the corridors and rooms. Harriet, Rose, Lillie, and the Doctor made it back into the cabinet room. The Doctor grabbed a decanter of alcohol and held the sonic screwdriver up to it.

"One more move and my sonic device will triplicate the flammability of this alcohol. Whoof, we all go up. So back off." They stepped back. "Right then. Question time. Who exactly are the Slitheen?"

"They're aliens." Harriet observed.

"Yes. I got that, thanks." The Doctor said, sarcastically.

"Who are you, if not human?" Said one of the male Slitheens to the Doctor.

"Who's not human?" Harriet asked, confused.

"He's not human." Rose and Lillie said.

"He's not human?" Harriet exclaimed.

“He’s an alien.” Lillie said.

"Can I have a bit of hush?"

"Sorry."

The Doctor turned back to the Slitheen, "So, what's the plan?" But Harriet spoke again.

"But he's got a Northern accent." Lars suddenly said.

"Lots of planets have a north." Lillie explained to her.

"I said hush. Come on. You've got a spaceship hidden in the North Sea. It's transmitting a signal. You've murdered your way to the top of government. What for, invasion?"

"Why would we invade this God-forsaken rock?" One of them said,

"Then something's brought the Slitheen race here. What is it?"

"The Slitheen race?" One of them scoffed.

"Slitheen is not our species. Slitheen is our surname. Jocrassa Fel Fotch Pasameer-Day-Slitheen at your service." Jocrassa said.

"So, you're family."

"A family business."

"Then you're out to make a profit. How can you do that on a 'God-forsaken rock'?" The Doctor theorized.

"Ah, excuse me? Your device will do what? Triplicate the flammability?" One of them asked. Lillie really couldn't tell the difference between them.

"Is that what I said?"

"You're making it up." The Slitheen accused.

"Ah, well! Nice try. Harriet, have a drink. I think you're gonna need it."

"You pass it to the left first." She said.

"Sorry." He said and handed it to Lillie.

Lillie took it from the Doctor and took a swig and then handed it to Lars who also took a big swig.

"Now we can end this hunt with a slaughter."

"Don't you think we should run?" Rose asked.

"Fascinating history, Downing Street. Two thousand years ago, this was marsh land. 1730, it was occupied by a Mister Chicken. He was a nice man. 1796, this was the Cabinet Room. If the Cabinet's in session and in danger, these are about the four most safest walls in the whole of Great Britain. End of lesson." The Doctor lifted a small panel and pressed a button causing mental shutters to crash shut across the windows and doors. He turned to the three women, "Installed in 1991. Three inches of steel lining every single wall. They'll never get in."

"And how do we get out?" Lillie asked.

"Ah." The Doctor said, only now realizing this.

"You didn't think about that, did you?" She asked.

"No." He confessed and then said, “shut up.”

The Doctor dragged the man's body into a small storeroom where the late prime minister's body was.

"What was his name?"

"Who?" Harriet asked.

"This one. The secretary or whatever he was called.” The Doctor clarified.

"I don't know. I talked to him. I brought him a cup of coffee. I never asked his name." Harriet clearly felt bad about this.

"Indra." Lillie said.

"What?"

"His name was Indra Ganesh." Lillie said, they all looked at her, "It's on his wallet." She held up his wallet.

She had done it out of instinct, almost like a second nature. Like she often came across bodies and searched for identification.

The Doctor looked at her curiously, "why'd you take his wallet?"

"I-I don't know. It was almost like... second nature." She said, handing the wallet to him.

"Thank you, for your death may save the lives of many. And I'm sorry, it had to be you." The Doctor remembered Nova used to say.

She always used to say that you couldn’t save every life but you could make sure their life counted, so their memory could keep them alive forever.

"Right? What do we got? Any terminals, anything?" The Doctor asked, walking out of the closet.

"No. This place is antique. What I don't get is, when they killed the Prime Minister, why didn't they use him as a disguise?" Rose wondered.

"He's too slim. They're big old beasts. They need to fit inside big humans." The Doctor said.

"But the Slitheen are about eight feet. How do they fit inside?" Rose asked.

"That's the device around their necks. Compression field. Literally shrinks them down a bit. That's why there's all that gas. It's a big exchange."

"Wish I had a compression field. I could fit a size smaller." Rose joked.

"Excuse me, people are dead! This is not the time for making jokes." Harriet scolded.

"Sorry. You get used to this stuff when you're friends with him." Rose apologized.

"Well, that's a strange friendship." Harriet said.

"It's more like you learn how to laugh at the darkness. It's a defense mechanism." Lillie added, darkly and then muttered, "though, I was already a pro at that."

Lars seemed to consider this for a moment.

"Harriet Jones. I've heard that name before. Harriet Jones. You're not famous for anything, are you?" The Doctor said.

"Oh, hardly." She scoffed.

"Rings a bell. Harriet Jones?" He turned to Lillie and Rose who shook their heads.

"Lifelong backbencher I'm afraid, and a fat lot of use I'm being now. The Protocols are redundant. They list the people who could help and they're all dead downstairs." Harriet said.

“Hasn't it got, like, defense codes and things?" Rose asked.

"Couldn't we just launch a nuclear bomb at them?" Lillie asked.

"You're both very violent young women." Harriet commented.

"Thank you." Lillie said even though it wasn't a compliment.

"That's my baby sister, ladies and gentlemen." Rose said with a slight smile as Lars shook her head with a gentle smile.

"Well, there's nothing like that in here. Nuclear strikes do need a release code, yes, but it's kept secret by the United Nations."

"Say that again." The Doctor said, suddenly.

"What, about the codes?"

"Anything. All of it."

"Well, the British Isles can't gain access to atomic weapons without a Special Resolution from the UN."

"Like that's ever stopped them." Rose scoffed.

"Exactly, given our past record. And I voted against that, thank you very much. The codes have been taken out of the government's hands and given to the UN. Is it important?" Harriet asked.

"Everything's important." The Doctor replied.

"If we only knew what the Slitheen wanted. Listen to me. I'm saying Slitheen as if it's normal." Harriet said with disbelief.

"What do they want, though?"

"Well, they're just one family, so it's not an invasion. They don't want Slitheen World They're out to make money. That means they want to use something. Something here on Earth. Some kind of asset." The Doctor said.

"Like what, gold? Oil? Water?" Harriet guessed.

"You're very good at this." The Doctor complimented.

"Thank you."

"Harriet Jones. Why do I know that name?"

Rose's phone beeped. "Oh, that's me."

"But we're sealed off. How did you get a signal?" Harriet asked.

"He zapped it. Super phone." Rose explained.

"Then we can phone for help. You must have contacts." Lars said.

"Dead downstairs, yeah."

"Besides who's going to believe us over the British Government, compared to them we're nothing?" Lillie added, bitterly.

"It's Mickey." Rose said.

"Oh, tell your stupid boyfriend we're busy." The Doctor snarked.

"Yeah, he's not so stupid after all." Rose said, showing them that Mickey had sent her a picture of a Slitheen.

"No, no, no, no, no. Not just alien, but like, proper alien. All stinking, and wet, and disgusting." Mickey told them. "And more to the point, it wanted to kill us!"

"I could've died!" Jackie's muffled voice exclaimed.

"Is she all right, though?" Rose asked.

"Don't put her on, just tell us." Lillie added hastily, not wanting to get another lecture. They didn't have time.

The Doctor took the phone from Rose. "Is that Ricky? Don't talk, just shut up and go to your computer."

"It's Mickey, and why should I?"

"Mickey the Idiot, I might just choke. Before I finish this sentence, but, uh, I need you."

Mickey was now hacking into the UNIT website.

"It says password."

The Doctor plugged the mobile phone into the conference phone speaker.

"Say again."

"It's asking for the password."

"Buffalo. Two Fs, one L." The Doctor replied.

"So, what's that website?" Jackie asked in the background.

"All the secret information known to mankind. See, they've known about aliens for years. They just kept us in the dark."

"Mickey, you were born in the dark."

"Oh, leave him alone." Rose said.

"Thank you. Password again."

"Just repeat it every time." The Doctor instructed. "Big Ben—why did the Slitheen go and hit Big Ben?"

"You said to gather the experts, to kill them." Lars said.

"That lot would've gathered for a weather balloon. You don't need to crash land in the middle of London." The Doctor pointed out.

"The Slitheen are hiding, but then they put the entire planet on Red alert. What would they do that for?" Rose asked.

"Oh, listen to her." Jackie said, sarcastically.

"At least she's trying something." Lillie snarked.

"Well, I've got a question, if you don't mind, Since that man walked into our lives, I have been attacked in the streets. I have had creatures from the pits of hell in my own living room, and both of my daughters disappear off the face of the Earth."

"We told you what happened." Rose said.

"I'm talking to him. Cause I've seen this life of yours, Doctor. And maybe you get off on it, and maybe you think it's all clever and smart, but you tell me. Just answer me this. Are my daughters safe?

"Mum, we're fine." Lillie reassured but was ignored.

"Are they safe? Will they always be safe? Can you promise me that?" The Doctor remained silent, "Well, what's the answer?

Mickey took the phone from Jackie, "We're in."

"Now then, on the left at the top, there's a tab, an icon. Little concentric circles. Click on that."

"What is it?"

"The Slitheen have got a spaceship in the North Sea and it's transmitting that signal. Now hush, let me work out what it's saying."

"He'll have to answer me one day." Jackie said in the background.

“Hush.” Mickey hushed her.

"It's some sort of message."

"What's it say?"

"Don't know. It's on a loop, keeps repeating." Mickey's doorbell rang, "hush!"

"That's not me. Go and see who that is." Mickey told Jackie.

"It's three o'clock in the morning." Jackie complained.

"Well, go and tell them that." Mickey said, annoyed.

"It's beaming out into space, who's it for?"

"It's him! It's the thing, it's the Slickeen!" Jackie said in the background, panicked.

"They've found us." Mickey panicked.

"Mickey, I need that signal." The Doctor said.

"To hell with the signal!" Lillie shouted.

"Never mind the signal, get out! Mum!" Rose agreed. "Just get out! Get out!"

"We can't. It's by the front door." Mickey told her. Small silence before he spoke again, "Oh, my God, it's unmasking. It's going to kill us."

"There's got to be some way of stopping them! You're supposed to be the expert, think of something!" Harriet shouted.

"I'm trying!" The Docotr shouted, “Nova was always better at this!”

"I'll take it on, Jackie. You just run. Don't look back. Just run." Mickey said.

"Mickey, it's an eight-foot-tall monster that we have no idea on how to beat; we don't even know what planet they're from! Be smart about this," Lillie pleaded.

They heard the sound of the door splintering as Rose pleaded, "That's our mother."

"Right, if we're going to find their weakness, we need to find out where they're from. Which planet. So, judging by their basic shape, that narrows it down to five thousand planets within traveling distance. What else do we know about them? Information!"

"They're green."

"Yep, narrows it down."

"Good sense of smell." Lillie said.

"Narrows it down."

"They can smell adrenaline." Lars said.

"Narrows it down."

"The pig technology." Harriet suggested.

"Narrows it down."

"The spaceship in the Thames, you said slipstream engine?" Rose said.

"Narrows it down."

"It's getting in!"

"They hunt like it's a ritual." Lillie said.

"Narrows it down."

Well, this was getting depressing. Lillie rubbed her the sides of her temple as the gears in her head whirred.

"Wait a minute. Did you notice? When they fart, if you'll pardon the word, it doesn't just smell like a fart, if you'll pardon the word, it's something else. What is it? It's more like, er..." Harriet tried to search for the word.

"Bad breath!" The sisters said in unison.

"That's it!"

"Calcium decay! Now, that narrows it down!"

"We're getting there, Mum!" Rose cheered

"Too late!"

"Calcium phosphate. Organic calcium. Living calcium. Creatures made out of living calcium. What else? What else? Hyphenated surname. Yes! That narrows it down to one planet. Raxacoricofallapatorius!

"Oh, yeah, great. We could write them a letter." Mickey said, sarcastically. The door finally fell down, not that Lillie was complaining but it seemed like they should've gotten the door down ages ago.

"Get into the kitchen!"

"My God, it's going to rip us apart!"

"Calcium, weakened by the compression field. Acetic acid."

"Speak English!" Jackie snapped.

"Vinegar!" Lillie shouted.

"Just like Hannibal!" Harriet exclaimed

"Just like Hannibal. Mickey, have you got any vinegar?" The Doctor said.

"How should I know?"

"It's your kitchen." The Doctor said.

"Cupboard by the sink, middle shelf." Rose instructed.

Jackie took the phone from Mickie. "Give it here. What do you need?"

"Anything with vinegar!" Lillie told her.

"Gherkins. Yeah, pickled onions. Pickled eggs." Jackie said over the phone.

Lillie wrinkled her nose. "And you kiss this man?" She asked her sister.

They heard the Slitheen break in and then a splat. A few beats of silence, then a fart and the sound of the Slitheen exploding.

"Hannibal?" Rose asked, then looked at her sister.

"The only Hannibal that comes to mind is Lector." She shrugged.

“Aren’t you supposed to be a genius?” Lars asked her sarcastically.

"Hannibal crossed the Alps by dissolving boulders with vinegar." Harriet explained.

"Oh. Well, there you go then."

They all toast the moment with a glass of port from the decanter and the Doctor cringed at the taste.

"Listen to this." Mickey told them.

"Our inspectors have searched the sky above our heads and they have found massive weapons of destruction capable of being deployed within forty-five seconds. Our technicians can baffle the alien probes, but not for long. We are facing extinction, unless we strike first. The United Kingdom stands directly beneath the belly of the mother ship. I beg of the United Nations, pass an emergency resolution. Give us the access codes. A nuclear strike at the heart of the beast is our only chance of survival. Because from this moment on it is my solemn duty to inform you planet Earth is at war."

"He's making it up. There's no weapons up there, there's no threat. He just invented it." The Doctor complained.

"Do you think they'll believe him?” Harriet asked.

"They did last time." Rose said.

"That's why the Slitheen went for spectacle. They want the whole world panicking, because us... us humans when we get scared, we lash out." Lillie said, darkly. "Anything that we think it different we hate it for years without reconsideration."

"They release the defense code..." Rose said.

"And the Slitheen go nuclear." The Doctor finished

"But why?" Harriet asked.

The Doctor opened the doors, "You get the codes, release the missiles, but not into space because there's nothing there. You attack every other country on Earth. They retaliate, fight back. World War Three. Whole planet gets nuked."

"And we can sit through it safe in our spaceship waiting in the Thames. Not crashed, just parked. Only two minutes away." Margaret giggled.

"But you'll destroy the planet, this beautiful place. What for?" Harriet asked.

"Profit. That's what the signal is beaming into space. An advert." The Doctor said.

"The sale of the century. We reduce the Earth to molten slag, then sell it piece by piece. Radioactive chucks, capable of powering every cut-price star liner and budget cargo ship. There's a recession out there. People are buying cheap. This rock becomes raw fuel."

"At the cost of five billion lives." The Doctor scoffed.

"Bargain."

"Or at the cost of you and your whole family." Lillie said, darkly.

"I give you a choice. Leave this planet or I'll stop you."

"If you had any ounce of common sense, you would know not to mess with me." Lillie said, with danger in her voice that was unfamiliar to her but reminded the Doctor of someone.

"What, you? Trapped in your box?" She laughed.

“Yes. Us." The Doctor said, he shut the door on her laughing face.

As the doors closed, Margaret saw Lillie's eyes flash purple which sent a jolt of a surprise and fear shoot through her but she brushed it off. Oh, what a mistake that was.

"All right, Doctor. I'm not saying I trust you, but there must be something you can do." Jackie said.

"If we could ferment the port, we could make acetic acid." Harriet suggested.

"Mickey, any luck?" Rose asked. Apparently they weren't even going attempt that.

"There's loads of emergency numbers. They're all on voicemail."

"Voicemail dooms us all." Harriet rolled her eyes.

"If we could just get out of here." Lillie groaned.

"There is a way out." The Doctor said.

"What?" The girls asked.

"There's always been a way out."

"Then why don't we use it?" Rose asked.

"Because I can't guarantee your daughters will be safe." He told Jackie.

"Don't you dare. Whatever it is, don't you dare."

"That's the thing. If I don't dare, everyone dies."

Lars examined the Doctor’s face, he didn’t look happy. Like he enjoyed it. Like Mickey had talked about, like she had heard about. He regreted the list of deaths that always followed him.

The sisters looked at each other, knowing what each other's answer was before looking back at the Doctor and said in unison, "Do it."

"You don't even know what it is. You'd just let me?" He asked them.

"Yeah."

"Please. Doctor. Please. They're my daughters. They're just kids." Jackie pleaded, tearfully.

"Do you think I don't know that? Because this is my life, Jackie. It's not fun, it's not smart, it's just standing up and making a decision because nobody else will."

"Then what're you waiting for?" Lillie asked.

"I could save the world but lose you both." He said, staring at the two girls, especially at Lillie.

Lars could see… losing Lillie… that would break his hearts…

"Except it's not your decision, Doctor. It's mine." Harriet said.

"And who the hell are you?" Jackie demanded in that mom-shout mothers did to anyone who questioned the safety of their children.

"Harriet Jones, MP for Flydale North. The only elected representative in this room, chosen by the people for the people. And on behalf of the people, I command you. Do it." Harriet said.

"How do we get out?" Rose asked.

"We don't. We stay here." He said and went to get the Emergency Protocols from the Red Box. "Use the buffalo password. It overrides everything."

"What're you doing?" Jackie asked.

"Hacking into the Royal Navy. We're in. Here it is. HMS Taurean, Trafalgar Class submarine, ten miles off the coast of Plymouth."

"Right, we need to select a missile." The Doctor said.

"We can't go nuclear. We don't have the defense codes."

"We don't need it. All we need's an ordinary missile." The Doctor said.

"Oh my god." Jackie gasped, "Please, don't."

"It's either the five of us or five billion people." Lillie reasoned.

"What's the first category?"

"Sub Harpoon, UGM-A4A."

"That's the one. Select." He said.

"I could stop you." Jackie said in the background.

"Do it, then." Mickey said, not any more happy to launch the missile that would save the world but kill his girlfriend and his best friend and her mysterious friend.

"You ready for this?"

"Yeah."

"Mickey the idiot, the world is in your hands. Fire."

Mickey clicked the mouse, "Oh my god." Jackie gasped.

Lillie was filled with a series of reasonable thoughts, focused on their survival. On Rose's survival. On the Doctor’s survival. On Lars’ survival.

"How solid are these?" Harriet asked, referring to the walls.

"Not solid enough. Built for short-range attack, nothing this big." The Doctor replied as Lillie eyed the cupboard they had placed Indra Ganesh in.

"All right, now I'm making the decision. I’m not going to let any of you die. We're going to ride this one out. It's like what they say about earthquakes.” Lillie said, opening the cupboard door. “You can survive them by standing under a doorframe. Now, this cupboard's small so it's strong. Come and help me. Come on." Rose said and Harriet and Lillie went to go help her.

The girls emptied the cupboard, quickly before the missile hit.

"It's on radar. Counter defense five-five-six."

"Stop them intercepting it."

"I'm doing it now."

"Good boy."

"Five-five-six neutralized."

The Doctor unplugged the phone and ran to the cupboard to join the girls.

"Here we go. Nice knowing you all." They all held hands, "Hannibal!"

The missile hit and the cupboard shook violently before it started to roll before stopping.

"Is it over?" Lillie groaned, "Are we dead?" The Doctor pushed the steel door off as the girls got out.

"Made in Britain." Harriet said.

A soldier came running to them, "Oh, my God. Are you all right?"

"Harriet Jones. MP, Flydale North. I want you to contact UN immediately. Tell the ambassadors the crisis is over. They can step down. Go on, tell the news."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Someone's got a hell of a job sorting this lot out. Oh, Lord. We haven't even got a Prime Minister."

"Maybe you should have a go."

"Me? Huh. I'm only a back-bencher."

"I'd vote for you." Rose said and Lillie and Lars nodded.

"Now, don't be silly. Look, I'd better go and see if I can help. Hang on!" Harriet said and made her way down the pile of rubble. "We're safe! The Earth is safe! Sergeant!"

"I thought I knew the name. Harriet Jones, future Prime Minister. Elected for three successive terms. The architect of Britain's Golden Age." The Doctor said.

"The crisis has passed! Ladies and gentlemen, I have something to say to you all here today! Mankind stands tall, proud and undefeated. God bless the human race."

The sisters made it home being welcomed with a huge hug from their mother.

A little bit later, Harriet Jones was on the TV as the sisters watched, "Mankind stands tall, proud..."

"Harriet Jones. Who does she think she is? Look at her, taking all the credit. Should be you on there. My daughters saved the world!" Jackie shouted at the television.

"I think the Doctor helped a bit." Rose said.

"All right, then. Him too. You should be given knighthoods."

"Ooh. Knightess Lillie." Lillie grinned but something about that title didn't feel right.

"That's not the way he does things. No fuss. He just moves on. He's not that bad if you gave him a chance." Rose said.

"He's good in a crisis, I'll give him that." Jackie said.

"Oh, now the world has changed. You're saying nice things about him." Rose said, sarcastically.

"Well, I reckon I've got no choice. There's no getting rid of him since you two are infatuated."

"We're not infatuated." The girls said in unison.

“I meant, Lillie.”

“I am not infatuated!” Lillie repeated and turned back to the television, “I don’t get infatuated with boys.”

Rose just smirked, shaking her head and Jackie went just made a noise that was half a scoff and half a hum.

"What does he eat?" Jackie asked.

"How do you mean?" Rose asked.

"I was going to do shepherd's pie. All of us. A proper sit down, 'cause I'm ready to listen. I wanna learn about you two and him and that life you two lead. Only, I don't know, he's an alien. For all I know, he eats grass and safety pins and things." Jackie said

"He'll have shepherd pie." Lillie said.

"You're going to cook for him?" Rose asked.

"What's wrong with that?"

"He's finally met his match." Rose teased.

"You're not too old for a slap, you know." Jackie said and she got up to go to the kitchen, "You two can go and visit your Gran tomorrow. You'd better learn some French. I told her you were in France. I said you two were au-pairing."

Rose's phone rang, she took it out and saw that the caller ID said Tardis.

"Hello?" She asked confused, holding it so both she and her sister could hear the other end.

"Right, I'll be a couple of hours, then we can go." The Doctor said.

"You've got a phone?" Lillie asked into the phone.

"You two think I can travel through space and time and I haven't got a phone? Like I said, couple of hours. I've just got to send out this dispersal. There you go. That's canceling out the Slitheen's advert in case any bargain hunters turn up."

"Um, our mother's cooking." Rose said, awkwardly.

"Good. Put her on a slow heat and let her simmer."

"She's cooking tea. For us."

"I don't do that."

"She wants to get to know you."

"Tough. I've got better things to do."

"It's just tea."

"Not to me it isn't."

"She's our mother." Rose said.

"Well, she's not mine." He said.

"That's not fair."

"Well, you can stay there if you want, but right now there's this plasma storm brewing in the Horsehead Nebula. Fires are burning ten million miles wide. I could fly the Tardis right into the heart of it then ride the shock wave all the way out. Hurtle right across the sky and end up. Anywhere. Your choice."

Rose and Lillie looked at each other and went to Rose's room.

"Girls, I was thinking. I've got that bottle of Amaretto from New Year's Eve. Does he drink?" Jackie said as she entered Rose's room to find her packing and Lillie helping her.

"I was wondering whether he drinks or not." Jackie said.

"Yeah, he does." Rose said, she turned to Lillie, "go pack."

"Don't go, sweethearts. Please don't go." Jackie pleaded as Lillie headed to her room to pack.

Lillie and Rose both had large rucksacks of clothes and personal belongings on their backs as they headed for the Tardis with Jackie following them.

"I'll get a proper job. I'll work weekends. I'll pass my test, and if Jim comes round again, I'll say no. I really will." Jackie pleaded.

"Mum, we're not leaving because of you. We're traveling, that's all, and then we'll come back." Rose said as Lillie adjusted the beanie she had put on her head.

"But it's not safe." Jackie said.

"Mum, if you saw it out there you'd never stay home." Lillie said.

"Got enough stuff?" The Doctor said, sarcastically.

"Last time we stepped in there, it was spur of the moment. Now we're signing up. You're stuck with us." Rose gives the Doctor her rucksack and went to Mickey.

"Come with us. There's plenty of room."

"No chance. He's a liability, I'm not having him on board." The Doctor said.

"We'd be dead without him." Rose told him.

"My decision is final." The Doctor said, firmly.

"Uh-huh." Lillie said, not convinced that it was his decision.

"Sorry." Rose told him. Rose and Mickey did quick kiss goodbye.

"Good luck, yeah."

Jackie turned on the Doctor, "You still can't promise me. What if they get lost? What if something happens to you, Doctor, and they're left all alone standing on some moon a million light-years away. How long do I wait then?"

"Mum, you're forgetting. It's a time machine. We could go traveling around suns and planets and all the way out to the edge of the universe, and by the time we get back, yeah, ten seconds would have passed. Just ten seconds. So stop worrying." Rose comforted her, "I'll take care of Lillie and she'll take care of me."

"Yeah. See you in ten seconds' time, yeah?" Lillie agreed.

The three Tyler women all hugged before the two teenagers parted and entered the Tardis as the Tardis dematerialized, Jackie looked at her watch, counting ten seconds.

"Ten seconds." She scoffed before going back to the flat.

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As a member of Torchwood One, Lars had an obligation to tell them that she had met the Doctor, their sole purpose for existing but then there was Lillie. Brilliant, noble, kind, valiant, and beautiful Lillie Tyler.

And the Doctor did save them all. The whole world.

She smiled at the junior researcher, a handsome man with blue eyes who always wore a nice suit, he smiled back as they went along with their jobs that no one could know about.

*What do y'all think of Lars?*

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