Surprise!

Okay to start... I know, I said I didn't have the motivation to edit but the new season of Doctor Who starts in under an hour and a half and I happened to almost be finished editing this chapter. So I forced myself to sit down and just do it and that happened to work. (for once).

I wish I could tell you when the next part of this will be out but if you know me that could be from next week to five months down the line. (Hopefully it's less than five months!).

Enjoy and happy Doctor Who release day!

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The creature pushed the poor man she was yet to know the name of flush against the wall, its claw digging into him while the man's legs dangled helplessly in the air. The Protector's eyebrows rose before she promptly blinked as electricity suddenly danced across the green creature's body as it screeched in pain and let go of the man. The Protector grabbed Rose and Harriet's hands before pulling them out of the cabinet room.

"No, wait." Harriet snatched her hand away from the Protector as she went to run back inside the room. "They're still in there. The emergency protocols. We need them!"

The Time Lady shook her head and pulled Harriet back. "There's no time right now, we need to go, we'll get them later!"

She ran down a corridor with Rose and Harriet following her. The Protector turned a corner and then led them down another corridor before heading out into a hallway. "Rose you take Harriet, I need to find the Doctor." She pointed to a door as she ran through another corridor, finding a lift she ran inside and pressed a button before pulling out a small screwdriver from her pocket and opening the casing. 'The Doctor is never going to let me forget this.' she muttered to herself as she began to mess with different wires.

The lift went ding again and she looked up as the Doctor, with his back to the lift, his hands held up stepped in, soldiers holding guns pointed in front of him. "Don't stand them against the lift!" He announced, stepping inside and using his sonic to shut the lift. "Hello." He nodded at the Time Lady.

The Doctor smirked seeing the tool in her hand. "Nice screwdriver."

"Shut up." She snapped back.

The Lift opened again and the Doctor smiled widely as a Slitheen turned from Rose and Harriet running into a room to the Time Lords.

"Hello again." The Protector nodded, looking up momentarily, "Sorry can't chat." She put two wires together and they sparked and the lift closed again, heading up to the second floor. It opened after a ding and the Time Lady  ripped out all the wires, wincing slightly as they all sparked. "No one can use the lifts now." She muttered before heading out of the lift after the Doctor, who soniced the doors shut afterwards.

"Any ideas?" The Protector questioned as the two Time Lords ran through a corridor and down a set of stairs.

"They said they're the Slitheen." The Doctor replied. "I've never heard of them before. You?"

"Never." She shook her head. They went to go through an open door before quickly retreating and hiding behind two pillars as the lift dinged and two of the Slitheen walked through.

"It does us good to hunt." One of the Slitheen said to another. "Purifies the blood."

"Hunt..." The Protector telepathically repeated, eyes flickering to the Doctor for a moment as they narrowed while the other Slitheen spoke:

"We'll keep this floor quarantined as our last hunting ground before the final phase."

"We need to stop this, now." The Protector added.

The Doctor nodded in agreement and they both carefully followed the Slitheen. The Doctor grabbed a fire extinguisher filled with CO2 on the way.

"No!" They heard Harriet exclaim as they now ran into the room. "Take me first!" She shouted, holding her arms out wide. "Take me!"

The Doctor sprayed the Slitheen with the CO2 and they cried out. Rose pulled a curtain down on the Slitheen nearest her before she ran past the Time Lords and out of the room. "Out, with us!" The Doctor instructed. "Who the hell are you?" He asked Harriet who moved to stand beside him.

"Harriet Jones, MP for Flydale North."

"Nice to meet you." He replied.

"Likewise."

The CO2 began to run out and the Doctor threw the canister at the aliens. "Time to go!" The Protector shouted, running out of the room. "Now we get those Protocols, Harriet." The Protector looked at the woman as they ran. "Where were they?"

"We need to head to the Cabinet Room." The Doctor told them. "Forget the Protocols."

Harriet shook her head. "The Emergency Protocols are in the cabinet room. They give instructions for aliens."

"What a lovely coincidence." The Protector hummed as the Doctor grinned at the human woman.

"Harriet Jones, I like you."

"And I like you too."

"Oh good everybody likes each other now let's hurry up!" The Protector shouted, running through the corridors as the Slitheen chased them.

The Doctor unlocked a door with his sonic and they darted through before moving into another corridor and heading into the cabinet room.

The Doctor grabbed a large bottle of alcohol as the Slitheen caught up to them and stood on the other side of the doorway. The Time Lords stood on the other with Harriet and Rose slightly behind them. "One more move and my sonic device will triplicate the flammability of this alcohol." He stated, holding the device up to it and activating it for a second for effect. "Whoof, we all go up. So back off."

The Slitheen stepped away from the door and the Doctor lowered the bottle and his sonic while the Protector crossed her arms.

"Right then." The Doctor started. "Question time: Who exactly are the Slitheen?"

"They're aliens," Harriet answered.

"Yes. I got that," the Doctor turned his head to her, "thanks."

"Who are you, if not human?" One of the Slitheen asked.

"Who's not human?" Harriet questioned.

"They're not human," Rose replied.

"They're not human?" Harriet frowned.

"Correct." The Protector winked. "Hello, Slitheen!" She waved at them a little before her smile disappeared and her eyes grew dark. "I'm the Protector."

"Can I have a bit of hush?" The Doctor looked between them all.

"Sorry." Harriet apologised and the Protector just glared at him.

"So, what's the plan?" The Doctor asked the Slitheen.

"But he's got a Northern accent." Harriet frowned.

"Lots of planets have a north." Rose shrugged.

"And she sounds American!" Harriet added.

"I said hush." The Doctor cut in before anyone else could reply. "Come on. You've got a spaceship hidden in the North Sea. It's transmitting a signal."

"And you've murdered your way to the top of government. Why?" The Protector added in, now frowning at them. "An invasion?"

"Why would we invade this God-forsaken rock?" Another of the Slitheen stated.

"Then something's brought the Slitheen race here." The Doctor looked between the three Slitheen. "What is it?"

"The Slitheen race?" Another questioned.

"So you're not a species." The Protector smiled. "Got it."

The Slitheen on the left nodded in confirmation. "Slitheen is our surname. Jocrassa Fel Fotch Pasameer-Day-Slitheen at your service."

"So, you're family." The Doctor stated with a small nod.

"A family business."

"Then you're out to make a profit. How can you do that on a 'God-forsaken rock'?" He asked, quoting their earlier comment.

"Ah, excuse me? Your device will do what? Triplicate the flammability?"

"That's what he said is it not?" The Protector raised a brow.

"Is that what I said?" The Doctor blinked.

"Idiot." The Protector muttered.

"You're making it up." The Slitheen said looking at the Doctor.

"Ah, well! Nice try. Harriet, have a drink. I think you're gonna need it." He held it in front of her. Harriet shook her head, her hands tightly gripping the red box.

"You pass it to the left first."

"Sorry." He handed it to the Protector who immediately passed it to Rose.

"Thanks." She said just holding the drink.

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

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

"Where too?" The Protector asked with a shrug. "There's three of them and gods know how many elsewhere in this building."

"Fascinating history, Downing Street." The Doctor quickly cut in. "Two thousand years ago, this was marshland. 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." He lifted a small panel by the doorway and pressed a button. Moments later metal shutters closed over all the windows and doors.

The Protector silently made her way over to a chair in the middle of the long table and sat down, resting her feet on the table.

"Installed in 1991. Three inches of steel lining every single wall. They'll never get in." He smiled.

"Question." The Time Lady spoke up from where she sat down in one of the cabinets chairs as she looked ahead. " With the Slitheen now surrounding us. How the hell do we get out?"

"Ah." The Doctor nodded seeing the flaw in his plan.

"You hadn't thought of that had you?" Rose asked.

"No." He replied. "I hadn't."

The Protector closed her eyes and sighed: "Idiot."

The Doctor just glared at her before he walked over to the man who had been murdered in the Cabinet room earlier and dragged his body into a small store room, he then did the same to the Prime minister's body and looked at Harriet. "What was his name?" He asked, looking at the dead man.

"Who?"

"This one." He nodded at the body. "The secretary or whatever he was called."

"I don't know." She sadly shook her head. "I talked to him. I brought him a cup of coffee. I never asked his name."

The Doctor slowly nodded and looked at the body apologetically. "Sorry." The Doctor then stood up, left the store room and walked to one of the steel shutters. He scanned the steel with his sonic. "Right, what have we got? Any terminals, anything?"

"No," Rose replied. "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?"

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

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

"The device around their necks does that." The Protector answered. "It's called a Compression field. Shrinks them down a bit. Hence all the farting they constantly do." She waved a hand. "It's disgusting but they can't help the gas."

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

"Humans." The Protector hummed. "What is it with you lot and the need to be so slim." She shook her head.

Harriet stared at them. "Excuse me, people are dead! This is not the time for making jokes." "Sorry." Rose apologised. "You get used to this stuff when you're friends with them."

"Well, that's a strange friendship."

The Doctor frowned. "Harriet Jones..." He paced around the room a bit. "I've heard that name before. Harriet Jones. You're not famous for anything, are you?"

The woman scoffed. "Oh, hardly."

"You too?" The Protector asked.

"Huh?" He looked at her.

"I've heard that name before too."

"How odd." He replied.

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

"Hasn't it got, like, defense codes and things?" Rose questioned. "Couldn't we just launch a nuclear bomb at them?"

Harriet stopped looking at the Protocols and looked at the young blonde woman. "You're a very violent young woman." She stated.

"I'm serious." Rose shrugged. "We could."

"Well, there's nothing like that in here." Harriet replied with a shake of her head as she flicked through the papers inside the red box. "Nuclear strikes do need a release code, yes, but it's kept secret by the United Nations."

"Say that again." The Doctor looked up at her. "What, about the codes?"  "Anything." He waved at her. "All of it."

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

"Like that's ever stopped them," Rose replied.

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

"Everything's important." The Doctor instantly replied.

"If we only knew what the Slitheen wanted." Harriet scoffed at the thought. "Listen to me. I'm saying Slitheen as if it's normal."

"What do they want, though?" Rose asked, looking at both the Time Lords.

"They're just one family, so it's not an invasion." The Protector answered. "They're here for money and only money."

The Doctor nodded in agreement. "That means they want to use something. Something here on Earth. Some kind of asset..."

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

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

"Thank you."

"Harriet Jones." He said her name in thought with a frown. "Why do I know that name?" He looked at the Protector. "What are we missing?"

The Time Lady shrugged as Rose's phone beeped.

"Oh, that's me." She pulled her phone out of her pocket.

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

"He zapped it." She wiggled the phone in her hand. "Super phone."

"Then we can phone for help. You must have contacts." Harriet looked at the Doctor and the Protector.

"All dead downstairs." The Time Lady shook her head.

"It's Mickey," Rose stated, holding her phone up.

"Oh, tell your stupid boyfriend we're busy." The Doctor rolled his eyes.

The Protector shook her head and stood up, looking over Rose's shoulder as her eyebrows raose at the image on the screen. A Slitheen with electricity running over its body appeared. "That's interesting." She took the phone out of Rose's hand and apologised for taking it. "Sorry."

"What?" The Doctor asked and moved over to the Time Lady who held up the phone to show him the photo.

The Protector found Mickey's number saved in Rose's phone and dialled. "Rose!" The man's voice shouted down the phone.

"Sorry, not Rose." The Protector replied. "But she is here and she's fine." The Time Lady quickly added before Mickey could get a word in. "What happened?"

"They came after us!" He shouted down the phone making the Time Lady wince and pull her ear away slightly. "They're not just alien, but like, proper alien. All stinking, and wet, and disgusting. And more to the point, it wanted to kill us!"

"I could've died!" The voice of Jackie Tyler shouted.

"Is she all right, though?" Rose asked, leaning towards the phone the Protector held. "Don't put her on, just tell me."

"Rose I know you're worried but I'm afraid we have bigger things to worry about right now." The Protector told the blonde after putting the call on mute. "Your mother sounds fine though."

Rose slowly nodded and the Protector unmuted the call. "Mickey I need a massive favour and the world depends on it. Okay?"

There was silence on the other end before Mickey's voice came through the phone:

"What do you need?"

"I need you to hack into UNIT, it sounds difficult but it will be easy because all you need to do is do exactly as I say okay?"

"Okay."

The Protector plugged Rose's mobile phone into the conference speaker while Mickey opened up the website. "It says password." He frowned.

"Sorry plugged you on speaker phone say that again." The Protector asked.

"It's asking for a password."

"Buffalo." Both Time Lords said together. "Two F's one L." The Protector glared at the Doctor.

"So, what's that website?" They heard Jackie's question.

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

"Mickey, you were born in the dark." The Doctor remarked.

The Protector rolled her eyes as Rose frowned at the Doctor. "Oh, leave him alone."

"Thank you." Mickey nodded. "Password again."

"Keep repeating it." The Protector told him. "No matter what if its that site and it asks for a password just put that in."

"Big Ben" The Doctor frowned. "Why did the Slitheen go and hit Big Ben?"

"You said to gather the experts, to kill them." Harriet nodded at him.

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

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

"Oh, listen to her." Jackie scoffed down the phone."

"At least I'm trying." She protested.

"Well, I've got a question, if you don't mind," Jackie added. "Since that man and woman 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 my daughter disappear off the face of the Earth."

"I told you what happened." Rose sighed.

"I'm talking to them. 'Cos I've seen this life of yours, Doctor, Protector." Jackie addressed them. The Protector shook her head sadly. "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. Is my daughter safe?"

"I'm fine." Rose said.

"Is she safe?"

"Will she always be safe? Can you promise me that?"

The Protector sighed, her eyes meeting the Doctors for a second. The Time Lord just stared at her while he was deep in his own thought.

"Well, what's the answer?"

The Time Lady shook her head. "Jackie you know my answer to that." She muttered quietly as she looked away.

"What did you say?" Jackie asked. "I didn't hear you?"

"We're in." Mickey took the phone off Jackie.

The Doctor straightened and the Protector relaxed slightly as she slumped into a chair. Gods she sometimes hated being the one to have to protect everyone all the time but she just knew deep down that the day she wouldn't be able to help protect Rose may come in the future. She couldn't be everywhere at once and as much as she hated to admit it she couldn't protect everyone.

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

"What is it?" Mickey questioned.

A strange sound came through the speaker and the Protector raised a brow as she tried to work out what it was saying. "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." The Doctor stated.

"They'll have to answer me one day." Jackie cut in.

"Hush!" Mickey snapped.

The Protector frowned as she stood from her chair. "It's some sort of message."

The sound of a doorbell went off down the phone and Mickey shook his head. "That's not me. Go and see who that is."

"It's beaming out into space, who's it for?" The Doctor muttered.

"It's him!" Jackie suddenly screamed a moment after she left the room. "It's the thing, it's the Slipeen!"

"They've found us."

"Mickey, We need that signal." The Doctor ordered.

"Never mind the signal." Rose cut in. "Get out! Mum, just get out! Get out!" She cried.

"We can't. It's by the front door." Mickey said before adding a moment later: "Oh, my God, it's unmasking. It's going to kill us."

"There's got to be some way of stopping them!" Harriet looked at the Protector and then the Doctor. "You're supposed to be the experts, think of something!"

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

"That's my mother." Rose looked between the Time Lords.

"Right, If we're going to find their weakness, we need to find out where they're from." The Doctor looked at the Protector who was frowning deeply.

The Time Lady suddenly nodded, finally looking in the Doctor's direction. "There's a lot of planets out there but we can narrow it down by their basic shape."

"Which narrows it down to five thousand planets within travelling distance." The Doctor added. "What else do we know about them?" He looked at Rose and Harriet now, "Information!"

"They're green," Rose stated.

"Yep." The Doctor nodded.

"Narrows it down." Both Time Lords stated.

"Good sense of smell." Rose pointed out.

"Narrows it down."

"They can smell adrenalin."

"Narrows it down."

"The pig technology." Harriet now added.

Again the Doctor added. "Narrows it down."

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

"Narrows it down."

"It's getting in!" Mickey shouted.

"They hunt like it's a ritual."

The Protector pointed at her. "Narrows it down."

"Wait a minute." Harriet cut in making them all look at her. "Did you notice? When they fart, if you'll pardon the word, it doesn't just smell like a fart, if you pardon the word, it's something else. What is it? It's more like, er..."

"Bad breath!" Rose exclaimed.

"That's it!"

"Calcium decay!" The Protector shouted.

"Now, that narrows it down!" The Doctor cheered.

"We're getting there, Mum!" Rose shouted into the speaker.

"Too late!" Mickey replied.

The Doctor frowned as he thought aloud. The Protector carefully watched and listened to him. "Calcium phosphate. Organic calcium. Living calcium. Creatures made out of living calcium. What else? What else?"

"The hyphenated surname." The Protector added her eyes widening as she realised. "That narrows it down to one planet."

"Raxacoricofallapatorius!" The Time Lords said together.

"Oh, yeah, great." Mickey huffed. "We could write 'em a letter."

"Get into the kitchen!" The Doctor ordered.

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

"Calcium, weakened by the compression field."

"Acetic acid. Vinegar!"

"Just like Hannibal!" Harriet shouted.

"Just like Hannibal." The Protector agreed.

"Mickey, have you got any vinegar?" The Doctor asked.

"How should I know?

"It's your kitchen."

Rose sighed speaking up. "Cupboard by the sink, middle shelf."

"Oh, give it here." Jackie snapped, taking the phone off Mickey. "What do you need?"

"Anything with vinegar!" The Doctor shouted into the speaker.

"Gherkins." Jackie nodded. "Yeah, pickled onions. Pickled eggs."

"And you kiss this man?" The Doctor questioned, looking at Rose who shrugged in reply.

A loud bang and the Slitheen screeching echoed down the conference speaker a second later.

Silence then filled the room for a moment and then broke when the sound of a loud fart followed by splattering came through the speaker.

"Hannibal?" Rose looked at Harriet and the Protector.

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

The Protector nodded and poured port into four glasses. The four each held a glass up as Rose let out a sigh of relief before replying to Harriet: "Oh. Well, there you go then."

The Protector sat back down in her chair, putting her feet back up on the table and took a sip from the glass. "That is not how I remember it." She muttered slightly before shaking her head and taking another swig from the glass.

"Listen to this," Mickey said through the speaker before he held the phone up to his TV.

"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."

The Protector took her feet off the table and straightened. "What?" The Doctor said.

"Our technicians can baffle the alien probes, but not for long." The voice through the speaker stated. "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."

The Time Lady shook her head, jumping up from her chair and walking over to the controls for the metal shutters. "He's making it up." The Doctor spat. "There's no weapons up there, there's no threat. He just invented it."

"Do you think they'll believe him?"

"They did last time."

"And that's why the Slitheen went with the dramatics of the crash." The Protector hissed through her teeth.

The Doctor nodded, walking up to the control panel and standing beside her. "They want the whole world panicking because you lot" he nodded at the two humans, "you get scared, you lash out."

"They release the defence code-"

"And then the Slitheen go nuclear." The Protector added.

"But why?" Harriet frowned.

"Let's find out." The Protector walked to the shutters where the Slitheen had been left previously as the Doctor used his screwdriver to open them.

The Protector crossed her arms, facing three of the Slitheen standing guard on the other side of the shutters. She tilted her heads at them as they turned around and the Doctor began to speak:

"You get the codes, release the missiles, but not into space because there's nothing there." The Doctor said as Margaret smiled wickedly as she stepped ahead of the Slitheen. "You attack every other country on Earth. They retaliate and fight back. World War Three. The whole planet gets nuked."

"And we can sit through it safely in our spaceship waiting in the Thames." She replied. "Not crashed, just parked. Only two minutes away."

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

"Profit." The Protector answered bitterly, eyes staring straight into Margarets.

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

"The sale of the century." Margaret grinned, not caring in the slightest at the Protector's deadly stare. "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, Doctor, Protector. People are buying cheap. This rock becomes raw fuel."

"At the cost of five billion lives," the Time Lady narrowed her eyes. "You're threatening them which makes me their Protector so I say no."

"But it's a bargain and you can't stop us."

"Leave this planet or we will stop you." The Doctor warned.

"What, you?" Margaret asked with a smirk. "Trapped in your box?"

"Watch us." The Protector replied as Margaret began to laugh again and the Doctor closed the shutters on her, not even looking worried as Margaret's face fell slightly before the shutters sealed again.

The Protector sighed the moment the shutters closed. "Found myself in worst situations." The Time Lady telepathically muttered to the Doctor.

"Worse being?"

"Trapped in a room with a bunch of Daleks."

"Okay, that is worse but if we don't think of something soon then it won't matter if we're trapped in a room with the Daleks or here."

The Protector slowly nodded. "Best get thinking then." She **walked over to the chair at the end of the long table and sat down, she closed her eyes and tried to think.

Rose frowned and looked at the Doctor who just shook his head in reply.

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