Here's the second chapter. And thank you to those who reviewed. To be honest I didn't think i would get any. Hope you enjoy it.

Chapter Two: Aliens of London

I was laying on the couch watching a daytime movie, vegging and contemplating whether or not I should dismantle Manny when the movie was interrupted by a news report.

"Big Ben destroyed as a UFO crash lands in central London." I sat up and turned the volume up, leaning forward to catch every word. "Police reinforcements have been flown in fom across the country to control wide spread panic, looting and civil disturbance. A state of national emergancy has been declared. Tom Hitchenson is at the scene." The scene flicked from riots in the streets to a reporter standing by the River Thames.

"The government is urging the puplic not to panic. There's a helpline number on screen right now if you're worried about friends or family." The camera moved to show the London Eye then swung down to get a look at a boat being sent out to the crash. "The army is sending divers to the wreck of the spaceship." It flicked back to the reporter. "No one knows what they're going to find."

I threw the remote down and leaned back into the couch. What are the chances of that being real, live aliens, stupid enough to actually get that close to such a large city with a damaged engine. Not to mention the flight path was way to flashy. If you had engine diffculty and, by the look of that ship, only a scouting pod on an alien planet, you wouldn't aim for the biggest thing you could see and cause a big scene. That's just plain stupid.

My attention snapped back the TV when they announced they'd found a body.

"-unconfirmed, but i'm being told that a body has been found in the wreckage. A body of non-terrestrial origins. It's being brought ashore." The camers zoomed in on the diver's boat, catching sight of a sheet covered body on a stretcher. A voice over took it from there, showing a shot of a van driving away from the site.

"An extraordinary event unfolding here in central London. The body is being transferred to a secure UNIT mortuary, the whereabouts as of yet, unknown." It flicked over to the news room and they had a 'discussion'about it for a couple minutes before they switched back to the on scene reporter again.

"We still don't know whether it's alive or dead, White Hall is denying everything. But the body has been brought here, Albeon Hospital. The roads closed off, it's the closest to the river." He put his hand to his earpiece. "I'm being told that General Asquith's now entering the hospital." The camera followed a police car through the gates and showed a man in military uniform exiting the car, before going back to the reporter.

"The building's been evacuated. The patients have been moved out onto the streets." It flicked back to the General, the reporter still talking. "The Police still won't confirm the presence of an alien body contained inside those walls." I showed the reporter again and he signed off and it went back to the newsroom.

This was the most interesting thing to happen since I got back. I jumped up and ran to my room, throwing on a pair of black jeans and a white thick-strapped singlet and jammed my feet into my converse. I stood up and went over to the mirror and fixed my hair into an artfully messy bun and added a quick dash of eyeliner on my botton lid. That done I walked from my room to the kitchen, passing the TV as they said something about the Prime Minister.

I opened the freezer and retrieved the frozen Manny from behind the ice trays. Punishment for being an annoyance. He gave an angry growl like sound as I walked back out to the lounge and dumped him on the coffee table. I ignored him, picking up the remote and flicking off the TV. I plopped down on the sofa and gave him the evil eye.

"There's a spaceship in the middle of London and they found a body inside. Now you've had me stuck here, while you sulked for a month, so I think you owe me a solid." He let loose a series of indignant whistles and beeps which I cut short with a wave of my hand, "If you don't do this..." I hooked my thumb towards the kitchen. "... I'm sticking you back in there."

I stared at him hard for a few minutes, waiting for his answer, which came a few minutes later in the form of a defeated trill. "Good boy." I slipped him onto my wrist as I stood. I grabbed my duster and my house keys, not really trusting Manny to get me back inside my flat. Knowing my luck I would end up stuck in a wall.

"Right." I patted down my pockets. "I think I have everything. Ready to go?" I directed the last part to the sullen machine on my wrist. He gave a pitiful whine and the screen lit up. I entered in the location and put my finger to the button. "You better take me to the right place this time. Don't think I won't take you apart if you don't behave." He blew a raspberry at me. "Be warned." And I hit 'activate'.

Wind whipped at me, trying to pull my hair and rip at my clothes, but it was only a few seconds before I felt the ground beneath my feet again. I cracked my eyes open and the sight that greets me is not a welcoming one.

"What the hell?" I growled at Manny who was ominously silent. "What are doing, dumping me in the TARDIS?!" Yep. The little prick had teleported me to the back of the control room of the TARDIS, opposite the doors.

"What the bloody hell are you doing here?" I spun around to face a very angry and annoyed Time Lord. I tugged my sleeves down, making sure Manny was covered. Which turned out the be a bad idea because it just brought his attention to my hands. His eyes narrowed and he took a few steps forward. "What are you hiding?" I shoved my hands behind me.

"Nothing. I have nothing." I glanced at the doors, judging the distance between. "I think i'll just be leaving now." I tried to make a dash for the doors, but that meant getting past the Doctor and he was fast for a nine hundred year old alien. I only got to the top of the steps before he blocked my way and grabbed at my shoulders. I managed to pull back in time to dodge his arms and ducked under them, but couldn't move fast enough to get completely out of reach before he swung around and latched onto my hand.

He yanked me, non too gently, into the console and trapped both my hands with one of his. But I wasn't going down without a fight. I wriggled and squirmed, tried to kick any part of him I could reach and I even tried to bite him, but the stubborn bastard was immovable. He didn't even look uncomfortable, where as I was panting and starting to sweat. I concluded the physical attack wasn't working so I decided to try and burn a hole through his forehead with the force of my glare.

" Are you done?" He asked like he was asking if I liked milk in my coffee. Not that I drink coffee, icky stuff.

I huffed and blew my hair out of my face. All the better to glare at him. "No." His grip tightened until it hurt.

"Just stay still and it will be over quicker." He lifted my coat sleeve and studied Manny, I was helpless to stop him. Doesn't mean I wasn't still waiting for the hole to appear between his eyes."What is this thing?" He looked up at me. "It's not just a Vortex Manipulator, it's something else." He pulled out his screwdriver and scanned Manny. It only took seconds for the sonic to finish the scan and the readings caused the Doctor's eyes to widen in shock.

"That's not possible." His eye flicked to mine. "Where did you get this?" I didn't answer him and continued to stare. He released my hands and grabbed my shoulders and shook me. "Tell me where!"

"Why should I tell you anything?" His eyes darkened in anger at my reply.

"That Manipulator is sentient. It feels like a TARDIS." I shrugged.

"So?" He shook me again.

"So, that shouldn't be possible."

"Stop with the shaking already. Your making my brain wobble." I put my hand to my head, as if that would stop the dizziness.

"Where did you get it? Where did it come from?" I switched my gaze from the floor to him.

"I made it." I stated plainly. He looked astounded. I didn't think it was that big of an achievement, Manny was usually from hindrance than actual help.

"What do mean you made it?" I shrugged again.

"It was't all me. I started out with a normal Vortex Manipulator, added a bit of TARDIS technology and a few other pieces from other planets. It took forever to get it right since I couldn't go off planet to get the parts, just had to wait for them to come to me. You know i'm actually infamous in the Dundra System." He gave me a look for that one. "It wasn't like I did anything that bad. A ship had to refuel or something and I just nicked one itty bitty gem." He chose not to comment.

"How did you know what to do?"

"I sort of made it up as I went along."

The Doctor dropped his hands and turned away from me, muttering to himself. With the Doctor preoccupied I silently padded to the doors and poked my head out. Looked like a Hospital supply room.

"Well it looks like the right place." I mumbled to Manny, who gave a cheerful chirp. I walked the rest of the way out and shut the door behind me, wincing when there was a creak. I paused to listen and sure enough I could hear very fast footsteps approaching. I bolted to the door, only to find it was locked. Of course it was.

"Where do you think you're going?" I heaved a sigh and turned back to the Doctor, who was now leaning against the door frame of the TARDIS.

"Anywhere I damn well feel like." I crossed my arms and scowled at him. "Got a problem with that?"

He didn't seem the least bit effected by my magnificent scowl, not that I was surprised. My scowl wasn't that fearsome to begin with.

"I do have a problem with that." He pulled away from the TARDIS and came to stand in front of me, staring into my eyes. There was no emotion showing, just a blank canvas, which freaked me out just that little bit. "As long as you have that thing you are not allowed to leave my side. I don't trust you with something so powerful." And he turned his back on me and walked to the door, fiddling with hisscrewdriver.

"What makes you think I'll stay anywhere near you?" The locked clicked open. The Doctor pocketed his screwdriver and threw a smirk over his shoulder.

"I assume you came here to get a look at this alien?" He looked way too smug. I didn't want him to get his way. I wanted to walk away just to prove he didn't know everything but my curiousity got the better of me and I nodded. "Well then." And he pulled the door open. Onto a room full of people. A room full of people with guns. Which were now pointing at us. Great.

The Doctor simply smiled them and threw a look my way, a look that said 'a little help'. I sent him one back saying 'it's your fault we're in this mess, you clean it up'. He scowled at me and turned back to the soldiers. But before any conversation could be had a scream sounded from the hallway.

I was out like a shot, ahead of the Doctor. I couldn't help it, Mum alwasy told me to help those in mortal peril. I heard the Doctor yell something but couldn't make out what it was, because I was focusing on staying upright. The tiles were damn slippery.

I ran down the hallway until I reached the room, skidding to a stop five cm from a steel body table. My eyes went straight to the woman freaking out behind a supply cart.

"It's alive." she whimpered.

I dropped to my knees beside her and grabbed her hands, rubbing soothing circles with my thumb.

"It's okay. Calm down. Deep breaths." I told her.

"It's still alive." she whispered.

"It's okay." The Doctor, followed by the army guys, entered the morgue, checked the empty body draw thing and then dropped down next to me. "She says it's still alive." He nodded to me and twisted round to give the men an order.

"Spread out. Tell the perimeter it's a lockdown." They hesitated a moment. "Do it!" Wow, he could be bossy. But it got the men going, and the sound of kicked in doors soon followed. The Doctor then focused his full attention on the morgue attendent, who started talking again.

"It was dead. I swear it was dead."

"Coma, shock, hibernation, could have been anything. What does it look like?" The Doctor asks. Both mine and the Doctor's head snapped up at the sound of something hitting the floor.

"On goody. In a room with a half histerical women, an idiot and an unknown alien. I always have so much fun when I meet up with you Doctor." I muttered sarcastically.

He ignored me and stood, gesturing to the soldier to guard the woman. I pulled away from her and followed behind the Doctor, as he crept up to the large counter, going on hands and knees part of the way and peeked his head around the corner. I stood a couple feet behind him, not wanting to get real close in case it jumped at him.

I watched the Doctor closely, peeking glimpses of his butt. He had a good looking butt. I snapped out of it when a noise erupted from behind the counter. I could have sworn it was an 'oink'.

"Hello." The Doctor spoke in a friendly tone but it didn't seem to help. The creature shreiked out, what I was sure was an 'oink', confiming it a moment later when a pig in a spacesuit came running out. It was a pig, not an alien.

The soldier cocked his rifle when he spotted the pig but the Doctor yelled at him not to shoot. I was after the pig, barely two metres behind it and slowly gaining. I could hear the Doctor's footsteps echoing behind me.

The pig disappeared around a bend and I pushed through the plastic hanging in the doorway just as a military officer raised his gun.

"No!" I screamed, but it was too late. He pulled the trigger and the pig fell to the ground. I dropped to the ground beside it and held its hoof, whispering words i'm sure he didn't understand but heard all the same.

The Doctor had come out a second behind me and he yelled at the officer. "What did you do that for? It was scared!" He crouched beside it and pet it's forehead. "It was scared." We both sat there and comforted the terrified creature as it passed away in front of us.

The instant the light disappeared from it's eyes, the army men moved in and carried it back to the morgue, the Doctor and I trailing behind. The morgue attendant had regained her composure and stood by as they laid it on the examination table. The men then turned to the Doctor but he refused to look at them, instead staring at the pig. I could understand his feelings. The poor thing hadn't actually done anything wrong and they shouldn't have shot it, but he had been with humans long enough that he should understand that they usually responded with violence to the uknown. And they almost always regretted it afterwards.

The soldier that had shot it was also among the men that carried it back, and I could tell by his guilt-ridden expression that he regretted it. I saw his mouth open, about to attempt to explain himself to the Doctor no doubt, but I stepped in instead. I didn't think he was in a very forgiving mood.

"Thank you. But I think it might be better if you leave the room." They looked at me with puzzlement. I jerked my head to the doors. They looked at each other, wondering whether they shouldn't stay here, but the shooter spun on his heel and headed out, the rest slowly following after him.

I only focused back on the Doctor when I was sure that they had all left. He was talking to the woman, explaining his findings. I tuned in just in time to hear her speak.

"-just assumed that's what alien's looked like. But you're saying it's an ordinary pig, from Earth." She didn't sound convinced. Not that I could blame her. A messed about pig flying an alien spaceship into Big Ben. Even I found it weird and that's saying a lot.

"More like a mermaid. Victorian showmen used to draw the crowds by taking the skull of a cat, glueing it to a fish and calling it a mermaid." The Doctor said. "Now someone's taking a pig, opened up its brain, stuck bits on and straped it in that ship. Made it dive bomb. Must've been terrified." He stared at the pig, compassion in his eyes., quickly turning to anger at his next thought. "They've taken this animal and turned it into a joke." I own anger reared up at that, especially since it was pig. I always had a soft spot for pigs. I blame Babe.

The woman, still hadn't caught her name, checked out her chart and stepped closer to the table. "So it's a fake. A pretend, like the mermaid." I think he just said that. "But the technology augmenting it's brain is like nothing on Earth." The Doctor stopped listening and walked to the door, grabbing my arm along the way and dragging me with him. I didn't fight this time, mostly because I was aware of how futile it would be but I was also interested in seeing where all this would go.

I could still here the woman talking as I was pulled into the TARDIS. She hadn't even realized we left. I had a feeling the Doctor walked off a lot. The Doctor let go of me and shut the door behind us, before going over to the controls and pushing buttons. I wondered up after him and leaned against the console.

"So where are we going now?" The Doctor didn't answer and kept whizzing around pushing buttons and pulling levers and spinning dials. I watched him for a minute taking note of the buttons he should have been pressing and the buttons he was pressing. "You know, this would go a lot faster if you were actually pushing the right buttons. He looked my way.

"What do you know about flying a TARDIS?" He questioned, still moving around.

"More then you apparently." I turned around and faced the controls. "I'm always free if you ever want a lesson." I ran my hands over the buttons in front of me, ignoring the dirty look the Doctor shot my way. "I'll give you a free one right now." I slammed my hand down on one of the buttons. "That's the GO button." The TARDIS's engine started up, making the grating noise and everything started rumbling.

"What'd you do that for?" The Doctor shouted over the shaking. He didn't sound happy.

"I was getting us going faster." I yelled back, clutching onto a railing connected to the console. "Your way we would be sitting there for another 5 minutes! You press too many unnecessary things! You're lucky your TARDIS likes you and filters out the mistakes, otherwise you would probably end up on the otherside of the universe, thousands of years further than you wanted to be." We arrived and the TARDIS stopped shaking. I released my deathgrip on the railing and the Doctor rounded the console and got in my face.

"I drive the TARDIS fine thank you!" He glared at me.

"You didn't pass your driving test did you?" I accused him.

"I-" He paused.

"Ha." He scoffed and grabbed the monitor and stared at it intently. "Thought so." He ignored me. I shrugged to myself and moved behind him, peeking over his shoulder. It was the clip from the news, showing the crash. Not much more to learn there. I dropped back and leaned against one of the support beam thingies, hands in my coat pockets.

A second later the TARDIS doors creaked open and in rushed Rose. She didn't notice me, off to the side as I was, and headed straight to the Doctor. He barely looked at her before going off on a speel.

"Alright, so I lied. I went to have a look but the whole crash landings a fake. I thought so, just too perfect." He turned to face Rose fully. "I mean hitting Big Ben, come on." He gestured to the screen. "So I thought let's go and have a look at the pilot-"

"My mum's here." Rose spoke over him. The Doctor spun to the door as it opened again. A dark-skinned guy, looked about 20 or so, walked through first, followed by an older blonde woman, obviously Rose's mum. This should be good. I stood up straight to watch the show.

"Oh, that's just what I need." He looked back at Rose. "Don't you dare make this place domestic." He reinforced is point with a finger in her face then swung back to the screen. Then the other guy started talking, finger pointed forcefully at him.

"You ruined my life Doctor." The Doctor's shoulders drooped for a second before he straightened and turned to him. Rose was looking extremely uncomfortable and Rose's mum was looking around lookiing completely freaked out. I was just enjoying myself. "They thought she was dead. I was a murder suspect because of you." The Doctor's head twisted over to Rose.

"See what I mean? Domestic." He told her. Rose wouldn't look at him and he spun back to the monitor. The dark guy stepped forward.

"I bet you don't even remember my name!" The Doctor turned around again to answer.

"Ricky." He stated.

"It's Micky." He corrected the Doctor.

"No, it's Ricky." I giggled. Of cousrse he wouldn't admit he was wrong about that would he. The Doctor flicked his eyes towards me but didn't say anything and focused back on Micky.

"I think I know my own name." Micky retorted.

"You think you know your own name, how stupid are you?" The Doctor replied.

Their argument was interrupted by Rose's mum running out the door. Rose yelled after her.

"Mum!" Her mum didn't even pause and continued out onto what I saw was a street. ROse started after her but not before issuing some orders, first to the Doctor. "Don't go anywhere." Then to Micky. "Don't start a fight." And then she was out the door. The Doctor turned back to watch the footage and Micky tried to act like he wasn't trying to peek over the Doctor's shoulder. I listened to Rose. She didn't go very far, only a couple metre's by the sound of it.

"Mum, he's not like that! He's not-" She paused. "I'll be up in a minute, hold on!" And she rushed back inside to stand next to the Doctor. Micky backed away, acting like he had been there the whole time. "That was a real spaceship."

"Yep." The Doctor responded.

"So it was all a pack of lies." Duh. "What is it then? Are they invading?" Didn't he just say it was a fake?

"Funny way to invade, putting the world on red alert." Micky stated. Cause that wasn't obvious. The Doctor looked back at him for a moment.

"Good point." He turned back to the screen. "So what are they up to?" I decided to announce my presence and stepped forward.

"Distraction would be my guess." I said. The Micky fellow jumped a foot and backed away from me, Rose only flinched slightly and looked at me in suprise. The Doctor kept looking at the screen, a thoughtful air passing over him.

"Nik? What are you doing here?" Rose asked.

"Oh nothing really. Just went to go check out the body of an alien that crash landed in the middle of London and got kidnapped by a stupid Time Lord." Rose looked confused and turned to the Doctor expecting an explaination. An explaination the Doctor did not want to explain apparently. He remained silent. Rose glared.

"Who are you?" Micky spoke up. "Are you like him?" He jerked his thumb at the Doctor. I raised an eyebrow at him and shrugged.

"I'm Nik. And considering I just told Rose that he kidnapped me I'm going to go with no to the second question." I looked at the Doctor, who was trying really hard to look like he wasn't listening. "I'm way too smart to be like him." He scowled at the monitor as I smirked.

"What are you doing here then?" Micky asked. I turned my attention back to him.

"I just explained." I pointed out. He was a bit slow on the uptake, wasn't he.

"Yeah, you were kidnapped, but you aren't tied up or anything so what's stopping you from running off?" A valid question.

"Curiousity." I left him to ponder that a while and walked up to Rose. "So, you're still hanging around with him then?" I tilted my head to my right, the Doctor's general direction. Rose turned her focus from glaring at the Doctor to me. She still had a scowl on her face.

"Yeah, but if he goes round kidnapping girls i'm seriously thinking of ditching him." She sent a pointed look at the Doctor's back. I swear he felt it because it was then he decided to go to the other side of the console, lift up a part of the floor and start screwing around with wires and plugs and what not. Micky went over and watched.

"Don't worry." I told her. Her eyes rolled back to me. "I think i'm a special case." Her eyebrows furrowed.

"Why are you a special case?" How to answer that? Tell the truth? Nah.

"I'm just special that way." She crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. I put on an innocent expression and stared back at her. She just kept looking. Ooh boy, a staring contest. Unfortunately my attention was dran away by Micky.

"So what you doing down there?" Micky was talking to the Doctor. This wasn't going to be pretty. I had the distinct impression that he didn't like Micky very much. He was a bit slow but so were most humans.

"Ricky." The Doctor mumbled out, his screwdriver in his mouth. I stepped over and stood next to Micky, staring down at the Doctor.

"Micky." He and I both said. I saw him give me a weird look out of the corner of my eye but kept my main focus on the Time Lord, who shot me a look. He paused in his tinkering and took the screwdriver from his mouth.

"Ricky." He said pointedly then turned his eyes back to the cluster of circuitboards above his head, still talking of course. "If I was to explain what I was doing to the controls of my frankly magnificent time ship would you even begin to understand?"

"I suppose not." Micky answered. The Doctor instantly replied.

"Well shut it then." That's a bit rude. Micky's eyes narrowed and he went over to Rose.

"You know you don't have to be so mean to him all the time." I told the Doctor. He continued to ignore me. I took that as an invitation to talk as much as I wanted. "What did he do that annoyed you so much? I mean he seems harmless, from what I've seen of him. And Rose seems to like him." I looked over at the two of them and watched them for a bit. It seemed like a pretty intense talk. That reminded me of something. I turned my attention back to The Doctor. "How long did you overshoot this time?" He paused for a minute and gave me a questioning look. "From what Micky was saying when he first got here, about the murder charges, i'm guessing you were gone a lot longer then you meant to be, but how long were you actually gone for?"

He didn't seem very pleased that I had worked it out but he answered me anyway.

"Twelve months." He huffed. He went back to work. I laughed.

"Twleve months?" I laughed again. "I bet you got slapped." He scowled up at me. "Nice going Doctor." He didn't answer. Typical. I put my hand on the console. "How do you put up with him?" I asked the TARDIS. It answered with a hum, that I personally thought said "I have no idea". Manny perked up at that. His screen lit up and he gave a beep. I looked down at him. He had been rather quiet since we go to the hospital, maybe the pig scared him. He always was a bit of a pansy.

Manny's little moment with the TARDIS was interrupted by a crackle of elecricity and the Doctor jumped up.

"Got it! Ha, ha." He stated. He looked to the monitor and I looked with him, leaning my elbow against the controls. Rose hurried over to join us, Micky stayed where he was. "Patched in the radar, looped it back twelve hours so it followed the flight of that spaceship, here we go." He clicked something. I leaned in closer to the screen. "Hold on." Nothing happened. He smacked the screen and I slapped his hand away. Rose and the Doctor looked at me increduously.

"Don't abuse the TARDIS. Just give it a minute. Geez." I turned away from them. "You would think a nine hundred year old alien would've learnt to be patient by now." I could feel his glare hit the back of my head but ignored it, focusing on the flight path that popped up on screen. And lucky for me it distracted the Doctor.

"That's the spaceship on its way to Earth. See?" He explained to Rose, pointing to the streak of white showing on the display. "Except, hold on." The diagram showed the ship moving back away from the Earth, going around to the other side of the planet. "See the spaceship did a slingshot round the Earth before it landed."

"What does that mean?" Rose asked. I spoke before the Doctor could.

"It means it came from Earth." I pushed up from the console and stood. "It means someone is screwing us around. Someone who's been here for a long while." I faced the Doctor. "Right?" He simply nodded.

"Now we just need to find out what they've been up to." The Doctor told the room. He leaned over the monitor and started pushed buttons. "First, let's see how the rest of the world's reacting." The display flicked over to a news program showing riots in India, I think it was India, then another channel that showed riot police. One came up with a picture of the front door of 10 Downing street, then film of military personnal and a few other channels before finally stopping on news in London. Micky had wandered over halfway through and was looking over Rose's shoulder.

"How many channel's you get?" Micky questioned. The Doctor stood from his previously bent position, quickly followed by Rose, and crossed his arms.

"All the basic packages." He answered. Micky turned his gaze to the Doctor.

"You get sports channels?" Geez, he did say all the packages didn't he?

"Yes I get the football." the Doctor answered with a roll of his eyes. He turned serious again as a group of UNIT people walked onto the screen. "Hang on I know that lot." The voice over called them 'Alien Specialists'. I turned away, leaning back against one of the control panels, supported by my elbows and crossed my ankles and listened. "UNIT. United Nations Intellegance Taskforce. Good people." I noticed Mickey move away in the corner of my eye. He gave the Doctor a dirty look.

"How do you know them?" Rose asked.

"Because he's worked for them." Micky answered. Rose turned to him and I looked at him in suprise. Maybe he's not so slow after all. The Doctor didn't acknowledge him and kept staring at the screen. "Oh yeah, don't think I sat on my backside for twelve months Doctor. I read up on you." He pointed at him, as if that would get his attention. I noticed Rose wasn't paying any atention to Micky any more either. "You look deep enough on the internet, or the history books and there's his name. Followed by a list of the dead." Rose looked uncomfortable at that. The Doctor finally looked at him.

"That's nice. Good boy Ricky." The Doctor said in a mocking tone. Rose stopped the fight before it started.

"If you know them, why don't you go help out?" She asked. The Doctor walked around to another side of the controls stumbling over my feet. He scowled at me, I just gave him a 'what?' look. it wasn't like I did it on perpose. My feet were there already.

"They wouldn't recognise me." He answered as he started at the controls, inputing co-ordinates. "Changed a lot since the old days. Besides.." He moved further away. "..the world's on a knife edge." He stopped touching things and looked back at Rose. "There's aliens out there and fake aliens." He pointed to himself. "Wanna keep this alien out of the mix." I put my hand up and waved.

"Wouldn't mind staying away from it all either." Rose looked at me. "What?" I asked.

"I thought you were human?" I shrugged.

"I am. Mostly. I think." My brow furrowed and I looked at the ground. I'd never really thought about it seriously before.

"What do you mean you think?" I snapped out of it and brought my gaze to rest on her face, but I did notice the Doctor had stopped and was listening too.

"I've never really thought about it." I shrugged again. "I'm just me, I'm unique. Helps that I have weird parents too." Rose gave me a shrug and a 'whatever' look and turned back to the Doctor, who went right back into action, like he never stopped. I watched him as well.

"I'm going undercover." Yeah, like he could ever pull that off. "And, ah, better keep the TARDIS out of sight." I snorted.

"Good luck with that." He ignored me. Again. He does that a lot apparently.

"Ricky." The Doctor started towards the door, passing Micky along the way. "You've got a car. You can do some driving." He stated, not really giving Micky much choice.

"Where to?" MIcky asked. The Doctor reached the doors, Rose right behind him, and yelled back to Micky.

"The roads are clearing." He opened the doors, turning back to Micky to continue talking. "Let's go and have a look at that spaceship." He noticed me still standing on the platform and jerked his head towards the door, telling me to follow them. And I did without a fight. I figure if I'm going to be anywhere while all this was happening, staying with the Doctor would probably get me in more places. The Doctor didn't exit until he saw I was following, but once he was sure, he was out the door, Rose and Micky close behind him. I was a bit slower.

By the time I was wholy out of the TARDIS a spotlight was shining on us, someone was shouting at us and army and cop vehicles were pulling up, boxing us in. Men climbed out of the cars and pointed guns at us, some even had dogs. Micky took off for some reason, off down the street, a couple of army blokes chasing him. I didn't see if they caught him or not, my attention drawn to Rose's mum screaming and running towards us. She was stopped by a couple of men but she kep screaming Rose's name.

It suddenly clicked in my head that she must have rung the hotline and reported the Doctor. I suppose I can't blame her. Some people just couldn't handle all of this.

"Put your hands above your head." Someone yelled from the helicopter circling us. "You are under arrest." Rose and the Doctor were quick to put their hands up. When I didn't the megaphone guy repeated the order, this time with the sound of guns being cocked mixed in. The Doctor shot me a look over his shoulder, Rose looked at me like I was insane. I heaved a sigh and put 'em up. The Doctor looked up to the helicopter.

"Take me to your leader!" He yelled.

"Oh yeah. That's encouraging them not to shoot us." He ignored me once more. I was tempted the smack the back of his head.

Some men escorted us to a fancy black car and ushered us in. Rose was squeezed in between me and the Doctor. Thank the moon.

Rose looked around, checking out the car.

"This is a bit posh." Rose said. "If I knew it was going to be like this, getting arrested, I would have done it years ago." I patted her knee and she turned to me.

"If being arrested was like this, everyone would be committing crimes." Her focus was drawn back to the Doctor.

"We're not being arrested, we're being escorted." He said, while smiling.

"And you're just so happy about that aren't you?" I accused him. He just smiled at me. I rolled my eyes and leaned into the cushy leather seat, crossing my arms.

"Where to?" Rose asked.

"Where do you think?" The Doctor questioned. Rose just looked clueless."Downing Street." He chuckled.

"You're kidding." Rose said, starting to smile now.

"I'm not." The Doctor was still laughing.

"Ten Downing street?" Rose double-checked.

"That's the one."

Rose's turn to start laughing. "Oh my god. I'm going to ten Downing Street?" The Doctor nodded. She suddenly changed to a serious face. "How come?"

"Because he's an obnoxious Time Lord that has been visiting this planet for hundreds, if not thousands of years and some people tend to notice a big blue box with an idiot at the wheel." I said, cutting the Doctor off. They both stared at me. "And since there is a spaceship in the River Thames they have to get as much information on it as possible and he..." I pointed at the Doctor. "...is the self-proclaimed 'top expert." That said I turned to the window and ignored the both of them as they continued their conversation.

Thankfully it wasn't long until we pulled up in front of the famous building. I was the first one out of the car, keeping my back turned to the cameras. I hated getting my picture taken. The Doctor was out next, on the opposite side. The reporters got louder and I assume the Doctor was doing something stupid, like waving at them. Rose got out last and just looked around in wonder.

It was only about 20 seconds before the Doctor came round the car and lead us both into ten Downing Street, with Rose for once in the back. We were lead down a hallway with soldiers every couple of metres and ushered into a room full of the 'specialists'. The Doctor stayed to the side of the room, Rose standing next to him. I leaned against the wall and started picking at my nails.

We weren't in there very long before a man came in and told everyone to 'convene' and ushered them to the door, giving them directions. And reminding everyone to wear their ID cards. He then spotted us and walked over, handing the Doctor hid ID.

"Here's your ID." He then looked at me and Rose before looking back to the Doctor. "I'm sorry but your companions aren't on the list." Yeah. Like he could stop me getting in there.

"I don't go anywhere without them." The Doctor informed him while putting his ID chain over his head.

"You're the code nine, not them." He stated. "I'm sorry, Doctor. It's the Doctor isn't it?" The Doctor nodded. "They'll have to stay outside." My attention strayed away fom them for a moment as an older woman walked up behind the secretary or whatever he was. I tuned back in when Rose spoke.

"That's alright. You go." She told him.

"Excuse me, are you the Doctor?" The lady I noticed before asked. The Doctor and Rose ignored her, but the secretary guy started in on her. I turned back when I felt the Doctor brush past me. I reached out and latched onto his arm. He looked at my hand then at me, eyebrow raised.

"Don't think you're going anywhere without me." I told him.

"Just stay with Rose." He said and tried to pushed my hand away but I dug my nails in, making him wince.

"You leave me here, I'm running." His head snapped up. "The only reason I'm still here is because I want to know what's going on but if you leave me out here, i'll run and this time you won't find me." I warned him. He glared at me, I glared back just as hard.

"I could get the soldiers to guard you." He said. I scoffed.

"You think, with a time machine, I haven't gotten into my fair share of trouble?" I leaned towards him. "Trust me, these boys couldn't handle me if they tried." He weighed me with his eyes, judging if I was bluffing. He must have believed me because he started walking towards the top secret meeting with me still attached to him. I pulled my arm back and walked behind him, hands in my pockets.

We reached the door to the meeting and were stopped my the guard.

"ID's." he demanded. The Doctor showed his then pulled out his psychic paper, claiming it was my ID. The guard barely spared it a glance before stepping asaid and allowing us to pass. The Doctor went first and sat in the last chair, which was two down from the door, and started flicking through a booklet they had all been given. And since there were no chairs left I was stuck standing in the corner, right next to the door, trying to be inconspicuous and read over a random guy's shoulder. God he read slow. I glanced over at the Doctor in jealousy. He got his own booklet.

My petty thoughts were interrupted when we were all forced to look up as General... whatever-his-name-was started to talk.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I'd like to have your attention please." He held out a copy of the booklet. "As you can see from the summaries in front of you, the ship had one porcine pilot." He was then cut off by the Doctor.

"The really interesting bit hapened three days ago, see." He stood from his sea and started down the centre aisle. "Filed away under any other business." The guys up front looked annoyed. "The North Sea, a satelite detected a signal, little blip of radiation, one hundred fathoms, like there's something down there." He had reached to front and turned round to face the other 'specialists'. "You were just about to investigate, next thing you know this happens. Spaceships, pigs, massive diversion, from what?" That was a good question. Why bring attention to a space craft in the middle of London with a pig as a pilot. Surely someone would have figured out eventually that it was a fake alien. What's the thinking behind it?

"If aliens fake an alien crash on an alien planet, what do they get?" The Doctor continued. It clicked for me the same second it did for the Doctor. He looked at me in realization. "Us. They get us." He stated. "It's not a diversion it's a trap." He dropped my eyes and started to pace slowly. "This is about us. The only people with the knowledge how to fight them, gathered together in one room." He was cut off by some guy up the front farting. I screwed my nose up. Who does that?

The Doctor turned around and looked at him in irritation. "Excuse me, do you mind not farting while I'm saving the world?" The guy leaned forward on his desk.

"Would you rather silent but deadly?" He asked. Ew. Just...ew. Him and the General fellow shared an amused glance. It didn't look like a good amused glance. It gave me a bad feeling.

The General lifted his hat off and placed it on the table. He then reached up to his forehead and started to unzip his head the other guy giving a maniacal laugh. A blue glow eminated from the crack, lighting up the whole room. Everyone stared, transfixed by the weird thing.

When he had zipped as far as it would go, he started pulling his skin down, lowly uncovering his true form. And boy was it freaky. It had huge black eyes and large puffy cheeks, no nose, not to mention it was green. And it had man boobs. At least I think it was male. Who knows. The feature that really draw my atention was the giant-arse claws sticking out of it's hands. I briefly had hopes they were just for show but I highly doubted it.

Once the skin it was wearing reached its waist, a lot of people seemed to realize the danger they were in and began to stand up and back away slightly, not that it would do them any good. The blue light continued to flash until the alien had completely stripped away the flesh it had been inhabiting and it stood in all it's... naked glory. I was so glad I couldn't see it's junk, if it had any. That would have traumatised me for life. A shiver of horror ran down my back at the thought. So glad.

"We are the Slitheen." It said.

The farting guy, obviously one of them, stood up and pulled a small device out of his pocket.

"Thank you for wearing your ID cards." He announced and flicked up the top of the device, revealing a switch. "They'll help to identify the bodies." He then flicked the switch and all the ID cards lit up, electrifying anyone wearing one. Which unfortunately included the Doctor. The Slitheen began to laugh.

The only thing I could think in that moment was how gald I was that I hadn't been wearing an ID card.

Continued in World War Three...