The Reaper

Evil Pepper pot

After spending about five months just traveling around, helping and running.

The TARDIS materialized 53 stories below ground, following a distress call the scanners had picked up. The Doctor and Rose stepped out, looking around at the darkened room they found themselves in.

"So, what is it?" Rose asked as the Doctor stopped short, "What's wrong?"

"Don't know," he replied, "Some kind of signal drawing the TARDIS off course..."

"Where are we?" Rose frowned, looking around again.

"Earth, Utah, North America. About half a mile underground."

"And...when are we?"

"2012." I replied

"God, that's so close, so I should be..." she trailed in thought, "26," the Doctor turned and flicked on a light switch, revealing them to be in some sort of showcase room, "Blimey! It's a great big museum!"

"An alien museum. Someone's got a hobby. They must've spent a fortune on this…" he shook his head as they walked down one of the rows of glass casing, looking at different bits of artifacts, "Chunks of meteorite, moon dust...that's the milometer from the Roswell Spaceship."

"That's a bit of Slitheen!" Rose exclaimed, seeing what looked like a Slitheen arm stuck up in a case, "That's a Slitheen's arm, it's been stuffed."

The Doctor turned, catching something out of the corner of his eye, "Ah! Look at you!" he stopped before the case, looking straight ahead at a robotic head, seeming very retro in design.

"What is it?" Rose eyed it curiously.

"An old friend of mine...well, enemy. The stuff of nightmares...reduced to an exhibit. I'm getting old."

"Is that where the signal's coming from?"

"Nah, it's stone dead," he waved her off, "The signal's alive. Something's reaching out," he stared intently through the glass, "Calling for help," he reached out, placing the tip of his finger gently against it.

And, as always in museums, the moment the glass had been touched...alarms went off.

"Did you have to touch it?" I said exasperated.

The doctor just smirked at me.

Though, unlike in museums, a swarm of heavily armed men surrounded them, all aiming their guns at the duo.

"If someone's collecting aliens, that makes you two Exhibit A and B," Rose remarked to the Doctor as he just flashed the soldiers a grin.

"Little sister if someone is collecting aliens please don't let on we are one's" I whispered to Rose who looked ashamed.

We followed a red haired woman into a large office with an older man and a younger man behind it. The younger man was showing the older man a small object.

"What does it do?" He asked grabbing the item from the younger man.

"Well you see, the tubes on the side must be to channel something, I think maybe fuel..." the younger man, now known to be Brittish, told him.