A/N - Elise meets River in the next chapter and I am so ready!

They ran back to where the Doctor had parked the TARDIS. He unlocked the door. "Testimony accepted. That's what they said. My testimony".

"Don't beat yourself up because you were right. So, what do we do? Is this what we do now? Chase after them?" Amy asked.

"This is what I do. Yeah, and it's dangerous, so you wait here".

"What, so you mean I've got to stay safe down here in the middle of the London Blitz?"

"Safe as it gets around me". The Doctor stepped forward and brushed some hair behind Elise's ear. Her big blue eyes stared at him as he kissed her forehead. "Be a good girl. Do everything Amy tells you. I'll be back before you know it", he told her. He entered the TARDIS and a second later, it disappeared.

"What's he expect us to do now?" Amy asked.

"KBO, of course", Churchill told her.

"What?"

"Keep buggering on".

"Prime Minister", Breen said, running into the filing room.

"Yes?"

"Signal from RDF, sir. Unidentified object. Hanging in the sky, Captain Childers says. We can't get a proper fix, though. It's too far up".

"What do you think, Miss Pond? The Doctor's in trouble and now we know where he is".

"Yeah. Because he'll be on that ship, won't he. Right in the middle of everything", Amy said.

"Exactly".

They rushed back to the war room. As they were standing there, all the lights in London started to come on.

"The generators won't switch off. The lights are on all across London, Prime Minister", one of the generals told them.

"Has to be them. It has to be the Daleks", Amy said.

"The Germans can see every inch of the city. We're sitting ducks. Get those lights out before the Germans get here", Churchill ordered, "Thousands will die if we don't get those lights out now".

"German bombers sighted over the Channel, sir. ETA ten minutes, sir", Breen told them.

"Here they come. Get a message to Mister Attlee. War Cabinet meeting at oh three hundred hours. If we're all still here", Churchill said.

"We can't just sit here. We've got to take the fight to the Daleks", Amy told him.

"How? None of our weapons are a match for theirs".

"Oh God, we must have something!"

Elise looked around the war room as her little brain started to formulate a plan. Then it hit her. She tugged on Amy's jacket and pointed to the hallway.

"What? Elise, what is it?" Amy asked her before the small Timelord took off running. "Elise! Where are you going? Your father is going to be very angry with you!" Amy called after her.

Elise ran into Bracewell's lab and found him sitting at his desk with a gun in his hand.

"Bracewell, put the gun down", Churchill told him.

"My life is a lie, and I choose to end it".

"In your own time, Paisley boy, because right now we need your help", Amy told him.

"But those creatures, my Ironsides, they made me? I can remember things. So many things. The last war. The squalor and the mud and the awful, awful misery of it all. What am I? What am I?"

"What you are, sir, is either on our side or theirs. Now, I don't give a damn if you're a machine, Bracewell. Are you a man?" Churchill asked.

"Listen to me. I understand. Really, I do", Amy told him. She took the gun from his hand. "Look, there is a spaceship up there lighting up London like a Christmas tree. Thousands of people will die tonight if we don't stop it, and you are the only one who can help take it down".

"I am?"

Elise pointed to the table.

Amy lifted her and she started going through the papers. She finally found it and handed it to Amy.

Amy looked down and smiled. "Oh! You brilliant girl!" Amy said kissing her head. She turned to Bracewell and handed him the file. "Can you make this work?"

"We could send something up there, you say?" Churchill asked.

"Yes, well, with a gravity bubble, yes, but. Theoretically it's possible that we could actually send something into space", Bracewell said.

"Bracewell, it's time to think big".

Bracewell turned to the small Timelord. "You're quite clever", he told her.

Elise just gave him a smirk.

They went back to the war room while Bracewell put their plan into motion. He came into the room, wheeling a small screen on a chair. He set it on the table.

"At last. Are they ready?" Churchill asked.

"I hope so. But in the meantime, this will pick up Dalek transmissions", he told him.

A picture popped up of the Doctor and a white Dalek.

"We are the paradigm of a new Dalek race".

"It's him. It's the Doctor", Amy said.

"Scientist, Strategist, Drone, Eternal, and the Supreme".

"Which would be you, I'm guessing. Well, you know, nice paint job. I'd be feeling pretty swish if I looked like you. Pretty supreme", the Doctor said.

"He's got company. New company. You've got to hurry up", Amy told Bracewell.

A phone rang and he answered it. "Yes? Right. Right, thanks. Ready when you are, Prime Minister".

"Splendid".

"Spaceship's exact coordinates located".

"Go to it, Group Captain. Go to it".

"Broadsword to Danny Boy. Broadsword to Danny Boy. Scramble. Scramble. Scramble", the Group Captain said.

"Danny Boy to the Doctor. Danny Boy to the Doctor. Are you receiving me? Over".

"Oh ho! Winston, you beauty", the Doctor cheered.

"Danny Boy to the Doctor. Come in. Over".

"Loud and clear, Danny Boy. Big dish, side of the ship. Blow it up. Over".

"Exterminate the Doctor!" the Supreme Dalek ordered.

"You heard him, Group Captain. Target that dish. Send in all we've got", Churchill said.

"Broadsword to Danny Boy. Target the dish and stop that signal. Over".

"Understood, sir. Over. You can count on us. Over. Okay, chaps, let's put London back under cover of darkness. Tally ho! Cover my back, going in close. Pull out, pull out. We've lost Jubilee, sir. Over".

"Beam still active, sir", the Group Captain told them.

"Send them in again", Churchill said.

"Flintlock's down sir, and the dish seems to be protected. Over. Danny Boy to the Doctor. Only me left now. Anything you can do, sir? Over".

"The Doctor to Danny Boy. The Doctor to Danny Boy. I can disrupt the Dalek shields, but not for long. Over".

"Good show, Doctor. Go to it. Over. I'm going in. Wish me luck. Over".

There was the sound of a loud explosion.

"Direct hit, sir!" the Group Captain told them.

Everyone cheered.

"Danny Boy to the Doctor. Going in for another attack".

"The Doctor to Danny Boy. The Doctor to Danny Boy. Destroy this ship. Over".

"What about you, Doctor?"

"I'll be okay". After a few minutes, the Doctor came back over the radio. "The Doctor to Danny Boy. The Doctor to Danny Boy. Withdraw".

"Say again, sir. Over".

"Withdraw. Return to Earth. Over and out".

"But sir".

"There's no time. You have to return to Earth now. Over". Not even a second later, the Doctor came running into the room. He punched Bracewell and Bracewell fell to the ground.

"Doctor!" Amy gasped.

"Ow. Sorry, Professor, you're a bomb. An inconceivably massive Dalek bomb".

"What?" Bracewell asked.

"There's an Oblivion Continuum inside you. A captured wormhole that provides perpetual power. Detonate that, and the Earth will bleed through into another dimension. Now keep down". The Doctor took out his sonic screwdriver and used it to open up Bracewell's chest.

There was a circle divided into five parts and one of the sections turned yellow.

"Well?" Amy asked the Doctor.

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. Never seen one up close before".

"So what, they've wired him up to detonate?"

"Oh no, not wired him up. He is a bomb. Walking, talking, pow, exploding, the moment that flashes red".

"There's a blue wire or something you have to cut, isn't there? There's always a blue wire. Or a red one".

"You're not helping".

"It's incredible. He talked to us about his memories. The Great War", Churchill said.

"Someone else's stolen thoughts, implanted in a positronic brain. Tell me about it. Bracewell. Tell me about your life", the Doctor told him.

"Doctor, I really don't think this is the time", Bracewell said.

"Tell me, and prove you're human. Tell me everything".

The section turned red and the next section turned yellow.

"My family ran the Post Office. It's a little place just near the abbey, just by the ash trees. There used to be eight trees but there was a storm". "And your parents? Come on, tell me".

"Good people. Kind people. They died. Scarlet fever".

"What was that like? How did it feel? How did it make you feel, Edwin? Tell me. Tell me now".

"It hurt. It hurt, Doctor, it hurt so badly. It was like a wound. I thought it was worse than a wound. Like I'd been emptied out. There was nothing left".

The second section turned red.

"Good. Remember it now, Edwin. The ash trees by the Post Office and your mum and dad, and losing them, and men in the trenches you saw die. Remember it. Feel it. You feel it because you're human. You're not like them. You're not like the Daleks".

"It hurts, Doctor. It hurts so much".

"Good. Good, good, brilliant. Embrace it. That means you're alive. They cannot explode that bomb because you're a human being. You are flesh and blood. They cannot explode that bomb. Believe it. You are Professor Edwin Bracewell, and you, my friend, are a human being".

The next section turned red. They were down to one section now.

Amy came and knelt by his side.

"It's not working. I can't stop it", the Doctor said.

"Hey, Paisley. Ever fancied someone you know you shouldn't?" Amy asked Bracewell.

"What?"

"It hurts, doesn't it? But kind of a good hurt".

"I really shouldn't talk about her".

"Oh. There's a her".

"What was her name?" the Doctor asked him.

"Dorabella". "Dorabella? It's a lovely name. It's a beautiful name".

"What was she like, Edwin?" Amy asked.

"Oh, such a smile. And her eyes. Her eyes were so blue. Almost violet, like the last touch of sunset on the edge of the world. Dorabella".

All the sections returned to their normal blue color.

"Welcome to the human race", the Doctor told Bracewell. The Doctor pointed to Churchill. "You're brilliant". He turned to Bracewell next. "You're brilliant". Finally, he looked at Amy. "And you, I..." He grasped the back of her head and pulled her forward to kiss her forehead. He jumped up and started to run back to the TARIDS. "Now. Got to stop them. Stop the Daleks".

"Wait, Doctor. Wait, wait. It's too late. Gone. They've gone", Bracewell told him.

"No. No! They can't. They can't have got away from me again!"

"No, I can feel it. My mind is clear. The Daleks have gone".

"Doctor, it's okay. You did it. You stopped the bomb", Amy told him, "Doctor?"

"I had a choice. And they knew I'd choose the Earth. The Daleks have won. They beat me. They've won".

"But you saved the Earth. Not too shabby, is it? Is it?"

Elise walked up to him and wrapped her small hand around his. He smiled down at her and said, "No, it's not too shabby". The Timelord never failed to instill hope in him.

"It's a brilliant achievement, my dear friend. Here, have a cigar", Churchill told him.

"No".

It was morning in London, but Elise couldn't be more tired. She was practically asleep in the Doctor's arms.

He entered the war room as Amy asked, "Where's the Doctor?"

"Tying up loose ends. I've taken out all the alien tech Bracewell put in". He handed the sleepy Timelord to Amy and picked up a cup a tea.

"Won't you reconsider, Doctor? Those Spitfires would win me the war in twenty hours", Churchill said.

"Exactly".

"But why not? Why can't we put an end to all this misery?"

"Oh, it doesn't work like that, Winston, and it's going to be tough. There are terrible days to come. The darkest days. But you can do it. You know you can".

"Stay with us, and help us win through. The world needs you".

"The world doesn't need me".

"No?"

"The world's got Winston Spencer Churchill!"

"It's been a pleasure, Doctor, as always".

"Too right".

"Goodbye, Doctor".

"Oh, shall we say adieu?"

The two of them hugged.

"Indeed. Goodbye, Miss Pond".

"It's, it's been amazing, meeting you".

"I'm sure it has".

Amy kissed Churchill on the cheek. Churchill looked at the sleeping girl in Amy's arms. "You must bring her back when she's older".

"I will do that", the Doctor told him.

Churchill nodded and started to walk off.

"Oi, Churchill. TARDIS key. The one you just took from the Doctor", Amy told him.

The Doctor patted his pockets as Churchill laughed.

"Oh, she's good, Doctor. As sharp as a pin. Almost as sharp as me". Churchill handed the key to Amy. "K B O".

Amy smiled as she handed the key back to the Doctor.

The Doctor took Elise back from Amy and carried her back to the TARDIS.

"What about Bracewell?" Amy asked.

"Let me put this one to bed. I'll be right back", the Doctor told her. He entered the TARDIS and made his way to Elise's room. He placed her in her bed and covered her up, before kissing her forehead. "My clever girl", he whispered.

Amy had told him that the spitfires had been her idea.

Elise was smart and clever for her age.

He couldn't wait to teach her all he knew.