I'm going to go insane with this Lockdown soon enough...

Yeah, for those who do not live in the UK, we're in total lockdown, only to travel if absolutely necessary, you're only allowed one walk a day and guess what makes it even worse now? WE HAVE SUNSHINE.

I hate the UK sometimes... I don't hate how much writing I've been able to do at the moment though!

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THE DALEKS
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One of the officers pulled the leaver for the main lights. "The generators won't switch off." He stated. "The lights are on all across London, Prime Minister."

"Has to be them." Amy looked at Winston. "It has to be the Daleks."

"The Germans can see every inch of the city. We're sitting ducks. Get those lights out before the Germans get here." Winston ordered.

"Confirm." A woman stated through a comms channel. "Quadron two-four-four and fifty-six mobilized. Emergency. Emergency."

"One oh nine?" Another tried to call another Quadron. "One oh nine, confirm."

"Thousands will die if we don't get those lights out now."

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

"Here they come," Winston muttered to them all. "Get a message to Mister Attlee. War Cabinet meeting at 0300 hours. If we're all still here."

Amy shook her head and looked up from the map and at Winston. "We can't just sit here." She told him. "We've got to take the fight to the Daleks."

Winston frowned. "How?" He questioned. "None of our weapons are a match for theirs."

"Oh God, we must have something."

"604 Blenheim squadron, stand by." Amy looked around in thought before her eyes snapped to Winston in glee.

"Oh. It's staring us in the face. A gift, from the Daleks."

×××

The Doctor narrowed his eyes at the Dalek. "Turn those lights off now. Turn London off or I swear I will use the TARDIS self destruct." He held the jammy dodger out.

"Stalemate, Doctor. Leave us and return to Earth." The Dalek told him.

"Oh, that's it." He scoffed. "That's your great victory? You leave?" He hissed.

"Extinction is not an option." The Dalek screeched. "We shall return to our own time and begin again."

"No, no, no." He chuckled. "I won't let you get away this time. I won't."

"We have succeeded. DNA reconstruction is complete."

"What?" Hollie frowned. "Doctor what does it mean?"

"Observe," the Dalek answered for the Time Lord, "a new Dalek paradigm." The Doctor and Hollie stared as five different colored Daleks glided out from the mist of the machine. "The Progenitor has fulfilled our new destiny. Behold, the restoration of the Daleks. The resurrection of the master race."

×××

Amy followed Winston into the laboratory. "Bracewell put the gun down," Winston told him, eyeing the gun in the man's hand.

"My life is a lie," Bracewell looked up at him, "and I choose to end it."

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

"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?" He asked. "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?"

"Listen to me." Amy sighed. "I understand. Really, I do. 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?" Bracewell asked.

"You're alien technology. You're as clever as the Daleks are, so start thinking. What about rockets? She asked. "You got rockets? Because you said gravity whatsits, hypersonic flight, some kind of missile."

"It isn't a fireworks party, Miss Pond. We need proper tactical. Oh. A missile. Or..." He stopped and Amy frowned at him.

"Or what?" She raised a brow.

"We could send something up there, you say?" Winston asked Bracewell who nodded with a small shrug.

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

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

×××

"All hail the new Daleks." The Daleks that were teleported from Earth chanted to the new Daleks. "All hail the new Daleks."

"Yes, you are inferior." The white Dalek told them both.

"Yes." They agreed.

"Then prepare."

"We are ready."

"Cleanse the unclean. Total obliteration. Disintegrate." The white Dalek told them before shooting both the green khaki Dalek and the gold Dalek.

"Blimey. What do you do to the ones who mess up?" The Doctor joked.

"You are the Doctor. You must be exterminated." The white Dalek screeched.

The Doctor held out his jammy dodger. "Don't mess with me, sweetheart."

×××

Now in the map room Amy stood with Bracewell and Winston. "Are they ready?" The Prime Minister asked.

"I hope so. But in the meantime, this will pick up Dalek transmissions." He messed with a radar scanner, they watched as the small TV screen flickered before an image of the Doctor, Hollie and the white Dalek appeared on the screen.

"It's Hollie and the Doctor." Amy stared at the screen.

"We are the paradigm of a new Dalek race." The Dalek told the Doctor. "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." He looked at Hollie. "Don't you think so Holls?"

"I like the colour." She nodded.

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

The phone rang and Bracewell answered it. "Yes? Right." He replied. "Right, thanks. Ready when you are, Prime Minister."

"Splendid."

"Spaceship's exact coordinates located," Bracewell told them.

"Go to it, Group Captain. Go to it." Winston told one of his men.

"Broadsword to Danny Boy." A man said through the comms. "Broadsword to Danny Boy. Scramble. Scramble. Scramble."

×××

"Question is," the Doctor asked the Daleks, "what do we do now? Either you turn off your clever machine or I'll blow you and your new paradigm into eternity."

"And yourself." The Supreme Dalek added.

"Occupational hazard."

"Scan reveals nothing." The blue Dalek cut in. "TARDIS self destruct device non-existent."

The Doctor sighed and took a bite into his jammy dodger. "All right, it's a Jammy Dodger, but we were promised tea."

The Doctor looked up as an alarm blared, Hollie frowned and turned towards the Doctor before they both looked at the blue Dalek that screeched: "Alert! Unidentified projectile approaching. Correction, multiple projectiles."

"What have the humans done?" The Supreme Dalek snapped.

"I don't know." The Doctor frowned, Hollie followed him over to the Dalek controls showing a radar.

"Explain!" The Supreme Dalek demanded. "Explain! Explain!"

"Danny Boy to the Doctor!" A voice suddenly echoed in the Dalek ship. "Danny Boy to the Doctor. Are you receiving me? Over."

"Oh ho!" The Doctor laughed. "Winston, you beauty!"

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

"Loud and clear, Danny Boy." The Doctor called out as he grabbed Hollie's hand, heading towards the TARDIS. "Big dish, side of the ship. Blow it up. Over."

"Exterminate the Doctor!" The Supreme Dalek ordered.

"Time to go!" The Doctor told Hollie. The blonde nodded in agreement and quickly followed the Doctor into the TARDIS.

×××

"You heard him, Group Captain!" Winston looked at the man holding the telephone. "Target that dish. Send in all we've got."

"Broadsword to Danny Boy." The man called through the phone. "Target the dish and stop that signal. Over."

"Understood, sir. Over." The pilot replied. You can count on us. Over."

×××

The Doctor ran over to the console, dragging Hollie with him, the human watched as he ran around the TARDIS, hacking himself into the comms to listen as the pilot told Winston and the others on Earth one of the planes were taken out.

"We've lost Jubilee, sir. Over." They waited as another call was made from the pilot. "Flintlock's down sir, and the dish seems to be protected. Over. Danny Boy to the Doctor." The pilot called. "Only me left now. Anything you can do, sir? Over."

Hollie watched the Doctor for a moment as he stared at the TARDIS before he spoke up. "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."

The Doctor pulled a lever and turned a dial as the pilot called over the comms: "I'm going in. Wish me luck. Over."

"Danny Boy to Broadsword, the beams down!"

Hollie cheered in relief before quieting as the pilot's voice echoed into the TARDIS again. "Danny Boy to the Doctor. Going in for another attack."

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

"What about you, Doctor?"

"Oh, Hollie and I will be okay." The Doctor glanced over at the blonde who chuckled. "Tell Broadsword to tell Amy she'll see her friend soon."

"Yes sir."

The Doctors eyes snapped up as the Supreme Dalek appeared on a large hologram. "Doctor, call off your attack."

"Ah-ha." The Doctor laughed. "What, and let you scuttle off back to the future? No fear. This is the end for you. The final end."

"Call off the attack, or we will destroy the Earth."

"I'm not stupid, mate. You've just played your last card."

"Bracewell is a bomb."

Hollie's eyes widened as the Doctor shook his head. "You're bluffing. Deception's second nature to you. There isn't a sincere bone in your body." The Time Lord frowned at his words. "There isn't a bone in your body".

"His power is derived from an Oblivion Continuum." The Dalek stated. " Call off your attack, or we will detonate the android."

"No. This is my best chance ever." The Doctor snapped. "The last of the Daleks. I can rid the Universe of you, once and for all."

"Then do it. But we will shatter the planet below." It warned. "The Earth will die screaming."

"Yeah, and if I let you go, you'll be stronger than ever." The Doctor replied. "A new race of Daleks." He spat.

"Then choose, Doctor. Destroy the Daleks or save the Earth."

Hollie looked at the Doctor and swallowed hard. The Doctor sighed and glanced at the girl out of the corner of his eye. "Begin countdown of Oblivion Continuum." The Supreme Dalek stated. "Choose, Doctor. Choose. Choose."

The Doctor shook his head. "The Doctor to Danny Boy. The Doctor to Danny Boy. Withdraw."

Hollie sighed and lowed her head as the pilot replied to the Doctor. "Say again, sir? Over."

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

"But sir."

"There's no time." The Doctor cut in harshly. "You have to return to Earth now. Over."

"Doctor-" Hollie swallowed.

"What?" The Time Lord looked over at her.

"Nothing." She lowered her head.

"Sorry." He apologised and pulled a lever, the TARDIS wheezed as it rematerialised in the storage room. "Come on." He then ran out of the TARDIS, Hollie followed and gasped as the Doctor ran into the map room and punched Bracewell in the jaw, knocking the man down to the floor.

"Doctor!" Amy gasped, stepping back as Bracewell hit the floor.

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

"What?" Bracewell frowned.

"There's an Oblivion Continuum inside you." The Doctor explained. "A captured wormhole that provides perpetual power. Detonate that, and the Earth will bleed through into another dimension. Now keep down." He ripped the man's shirt open, buttons flew everywhere before he used his sonic to open Bracewell's chest.

They all stared at five blue segments in a circle shone on Bracewell's chest. "Well?" Amy worryingly questioned as one of the segments turned yellow.

"I don't know," the Doctor admitted. "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," the Doctor answered with a shake of his head, "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?" Amy guessed. "There's always a blue wire." She then frowned. "Or a red one."

Hollie quickly shook her head. "Only in the movies, right?" She frowned and looked at the Doctor. "That's right, isn't it?"

"It's incredible." Winston breathed, ignoring both the girls. "He talked to us about his memories. The Great War."

"Someone else's stolen thoughts," The Doctor answered, "implanted in a positronic brain." The Doctor blinked, suddenly gaining an idea. "Tell me about it. Bracewell. Tell me about your life."

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

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

"My family ran the Post Office." Bracewell began. "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?" The Doctor questioned. "Come on, tell me."

"Good people." He nodded with a small smile. "Kind people." His face then fell. "They died. Scarlet fever."

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

"It hurt." The man looked at the Time Lord. "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."

"Good." The Doctor nodded. "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." He whined. "It hurts so much."

"Good." The Doctor replied. "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 Doctor closed his eyes as another of the segments turned yellow, the rest of them red. "It's not working." He shook his head. "I can't stop it."

Hollie looked at Bracewell then the Doctor and shook her head before she knelt down beside the man on the floor. "Hey, Bracewell." She swallowed hard, trying to form the words in her head. "Ever fancied someone you know you shouldn't?" The girl asked making Amy and the Doctor look at her.

"What?" He frowned.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" She added before a small smile grew on her face. "But kind of a good hurt."

"I really shouldn't talk about her."

Amy frowned looking at Hollie as the girl raised a brow. "So there's a her, hmm?

"What was her name?" The Doctor asked.

"Dorabella," Bracewell answered.

"Dorabella?" The Doctor repeated. "It's a lovely name. It's a beautiful name."

"What was she like, Edwin?" Amy added, kneeling down next to her best friend as two of the segments returned from yellow to blue.

"Oh, such a smile." He replied. "And her eyes. Her eyes were so blue. Almost violet, like the last touch of sunset on the edge of the world. Dorabella." He whispered while all the remaining segments changed back to blue causing the Doctor to sigh in relief.

"Welcome to the human race." The Doctor grinned and pointed at Winston. "You're brilliant." He looked at Bracewell. "You're brilliant."

The Doctor then looked at Hollie and shook his head, a huge grin on his face. "I always knew you were clever." He kissed her cheek before kissing Amy's forehead. "Holliaet and Amelia Pond." He laughed before jumping up. "Now. Got to stop them. Stop the Daleks."

"Wait, Doctor." Bracewell looked over at the Time Lord. "Wait, wait. It's too late."

The Doctor frowned. "Gone," Bracewell whispered. "They've gone."

"No." The Doctor shook his head. "No!" He shouted. "They can't. They can't have got away from me again."

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

"Doctor, it's okay." Amy stood up. "You did it. You stopped the bomb. Doctor?"

The Doctor shook his head. "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?" Amy smiled.

Hollie stood up and joined the Time Lord and her best friend. "Is it?" She smiled and crossed her arms.

The Doctor nodded, a small smile on his face. "No, it's not too shabby."

"It's a brilliant achievement, my dear friend." Winston walked towards the trio. "Here, have a cigar." He held one out to the Doctor.

"No." The Doctor declined with a shake of his head.

×××

Later on Amy stood with Winston. "So, what now, then?"

"I still have a war to run, Miss Pond," Winston replied.

"Prime Minister." A woman walked up to them and handed Winston a communiqué.

"Oh, thank you." He nodded and read the paper. "Oh, they hit the Palace and Saint Paul's again. Fire crews only just saved it."

Miss Breen walked in crying. "Is she okay?" Amy questioned.

"What?" Winston frowned.

Hollie nodded at the crying woman as she walked towards them. "She looks very upset."

"Oh, Miss Breen?" Winston nodded. "Her young man didn't make it, I'm afraid. Just got word. Shot down over the Channel." He looked around and frowned. "Where's the Doctor?"

"Tying up loose ends." The Doctor answered, walking into the map room. "I've taken out all the alien tech Bracewell put in."

Winston sighed. "Won't you reconsider, Doctor?" He asked. "Those Spitfires would win me the war in twenty hours."

"Exactly." The Doctor replied.

"But why not?" Winston asked. "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 Doctor explained. "The darkest days. But you can do it. You know you can."

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

The Doctor shook his head. "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." Winston gave the man a hug, the two patted each other's backs.

Hollie and Amy glanced at each other, smiling and shaking their heads as they watched Winston steal the Doctors TARDIS key from his pocket.

"Oh, shall we say adieu?" The Doctor replied as the two separated.

"Indeed. Goodbye, Miss Pond." Winston nodded, looking at Amy before he looked at Hollie. "Miss Aria."

Amy smiled and kissed Winston's cheek while Hollie nodded. "It's, it's been amazing, meeting you," Amy replied.

"I'm sure it has."

"It's definitely not what I thought it would be like." Hollie chuckled.

Winston nodded and turned around, heading towards the door.

"Oi, Churchill!" Amy called making him turn and frown. "TARDIS key."

Hollie crossed her arms grinning as Amy held her hand out. "The one you just took from the Doctor."

The Doctors eyes widened as he almost spat out the tea in his mouth, patting his pockets.

"Oh, they're good, Doctor." Winston chuckled handing the key to Amy. "As sharp as a pin. Almost as sharp as me."

Hollie shook her head and sighed as the Doctor held his hand out for the key. "K B O." Winston called as he walked away from the trio.

×××

The Doctor, Hollie and Amy walked into Bracewells Laboratory. "I've been expecting you, Doctor. I knew this moment had to come." He sighed, glancing at the doorway.

"Moment?" The Doctor questioned with a small frown.

"It's time to de-activate me," Bracewell replied.

"Is it?" The Doctor looked at Hollie and Amy. "Oh. Er, yeah."

"You have no choice." He slowly nodded, accepting his fate. "I'm Dalek technology. Can't allow me to go pottering around down here where I have no business."

"No, you're dead right, Professor." The Doctor nodded. "A hundred percent right. And by the time I get back here in what, ten minutes?"

"More like fifteen." Amy frowned.

Hollie shook her head, looking at her friends. "No, definitely longer, I think maybe 20 minutes?"

"Yeah," the Doctor nodded at Hollie. "Twenty minutes, yeah, that's exactly what I'm going to do. You are going to be so de-activated. It's going be like you've never even been activated."

"Yeah." Hollie and Amy both agreed.

"Twenty minutes?" Bracewell repeated.

"More like twenty-five, if I'm honest. Once Pond, Aria, and I see to the urgent thing we've got to see to." He began to stutter, trying to come up with a lie. "The, the. See?"

"Very well, Doctor. I shall wait here and prepare myself."

"That Dalek tech a bit slow on the uptake." Amy cut in. "That thing we've got to do, going to take half an hour, realistically, isn't it, Doctor?"

"Easily." The Doctor agreed. "So no running off, that's what I'm saying. Don't go trying to find that little Post Office with the ash trees or that girl. What was her name?"

"Dorabella." He supplied.

"Dorabella." The Doctor nodded. "On no account go looking for her. Mind you, you can get a lot done in half an hour."

Bracewells eyes widened and he suddenly broke out into a wide grin. "Thank you. Thank you, Doctor." He ran over to a suitcase and began to pack.

The Doctor smiled and headed off. "Come along, you too."

Amy and Hollie both followed the Time Lord through the hallways and back to the TARDIS. "So, you have enemies then?" Amy questioned.

The Doctor frowned at the ginger. "Everyone's got, enemies."

"Yeah, but mine's the woman outside Budgens with the mental Jack Russell and Hollie hates the kids who run around Leadworth screaming and shouting for no reason at all. You've got, like, you know, arch-enemies."

The Doctor shrugged. "Suppose so." He frowned and then looked at Hollie. "You hate kids?"

Hollie shrugged. "Only when they run past shouting in the summer when I'm trying to enjoy the small amount of outside time I can get in the sun as I draw."

"Oh right." He nodded.

Amy rolled her eyes bringing them back as they headed towards the TARDIS. "And here's me thinking we'd just be running through time, being daft and fixing stuff. But no, it's dangerous."

"Yep. Very. Is that a problem?" He asked.

"I'm still here, aren't I?" Amy crosses her arms.

Hollie tilted her head at the Doctor who looked slightly tense. "You're worried about the Daleks aren't you?" She guessed.

"I'm always worried about the Daleks." He admitted.

"It'll take time though, won't it?" Amy added. "I mean, there's still not many of them. They'll need a while to build themselves up."

"It's not that." The Doctor shook his head. "There's something else. Something we've forgotten. Or rather you have, Amy"

"Me?" She frowned.

"You didn't know them, Amy. You'd never seen them before." His eyes darted to Hollie for a second. "And you should have done." He shook his head and headed inside the TARDIS. "You should and I can't understand why you can't."