Winnie Is Not Okay

1.12

"No wait", Harriet suddenly stopped as Winnie had caught up to her, "They're still in there. The emergency protocols. We need them."

Harriet snuck her way back, past the alien still chasing them. Winnie rolled her eyes and followed her. She was very quick to leave the dead man. But for the emergency protocols she did a detour? Sure, they were important, but so was the man.

With the emergency protocols in the red case tightly clutched to her chest Harriet followed Winnie back out. They managed to sneak past the alien again when it was distracted by something in the lift but they didn't have time to check as they ran into a sitting room.

"Hide", Winnie shouted and squeezed behind a cupboard. Seconds later the alien entered.

"Oh, such fun. Little human children, where are you? Sweet little humeykins, come to me. Let me kiss you better. Kiss you with my big, green lips."

Winnie saw the alien from her hiding spot and, in fear, left it in favour of a spot behind a curtain. She squeezed her eyes shut as now two more aliens entered the room.

"My brothers", the first one greeted them.

"Happy hunting?", one asked the first.

"It's wonderful. The more you prolong it, the more they stink."

Winnie tried to calm herself down at that.

"Sweat and fear."

"I can smell an old girl. Stale bird and brittle bones."

"And a ripe youngster, all hormones and adrenalin. Fresh enough to bend before she snaps."

Winnie held her breath when the curtain was ripped away and the three aliens towered over her, no sound left her when her chest tightened in fear.

"No", Harriet jumped out of her hiding place, gaining the aliens' attention, "Take me first! Take me!"

Before they could take anyone, the Doctor burst in and sprayed the aliens with a fire extinguisher, "Out, with me!"

Winnie threw the curtain over the alien closest to her and jumped to grab the Doctor's hand and run with him.

"Who the hell are you?", he asked Harriet as they ran.

"Harriet Jones, MP for Flydale North."

"Nice to meet you", he grinned.

"Likewise."

"We need to head to the cabinet room", the Doctor got back on task as he led the way.

"I have the emergency protocols. They give instructions for aliens", Harriet informed him.

"Harriet Jones, I like you", the Doctor told her.

"I think I like you too", she admitted.

Winnie rolled her eyes but tightened her grip on the Doctor's hand and hurried her speed as the aliens were starting to catch up. They reached the cabinet room. Winnie and Harriet all but jumped in there and stood behind the Doctor who had grabbed a decanter of whisky.

"One more move and my sonic will triplicate the flammability of this alcohol. Whoof, we all go up. So back off", he turned to the door where the aliens stood in caution, "Right then. Question time. Who exactly are the Slitheen?"

"They're aliens", Harriet told him in panic.

"Yes, I got that. Thanks", he rolled his eyes.

"Who are you, if not human?", one of the aliens asked.

"Who's not human?", Harriet asked.

"He's not human", Winnie nodded to the Doctor.

"He's not human?"