Dreaming of a Blue Box ✧ Doctor Who ¹ ✓

27 - World War Three (Part IV)

Continuing from 'World War Three - Part III'

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HOURS HAD PASSED BY AND BEFORE LONG IT WAS A NEW DAY- all they did was sit in that room and wait and wait and wait. Lily was sitting on top of the table beside Rose, whose head was resting on her sister's shoulder. She had been falling in and out of sleep for the last five minutes. Lily told herself to remember to let Rose know just how proud she was of her when all this was over. Jackie, who along with Mickey stayed up with them, voiced through the phone speaker. "All right, Doctor. I'm not saying I trust you, but there must be something you can do?"

"If we could ferment the port, we could make acetic acid," Harriet suggested, clutching onto a chair like she was trying hard to stay awake and alert.

"Mickey," Rose lifted her head off of Lily- the ginger smoothing down some stray hairs on the blonde's head. "Any luck?"

"There's loads of emergency numbers. They're all on voicemail."

Lily rubbed her eyes with the heels of her palms. "If we could just get out of here."

"There's a way out." The Doctor answered, arms folded and back against the fireplace- not meeting her eyes. "There's always been a way out."

Lily widened her eyes and hopped off the table. "Then why don't we use it?" She asked him.

His blue eyes found her green. "Because I can't guarantee you'll be safe."

"Don't you dare!" Jackie screamed. "Whatever it is, don't you dare!"

"That's the thing." The Doctor gave them all a dark chuckle. "If I don't dare, everybody dies."

Lily closed her eyes and took in a breath before opening them again. "Do it."

"You don't even know what it is?" Astonished, the Doctor looked at her. "You'd just let me?"

Lily looked at Rose who remained on the table. Her sister smiled and Lily knew what she was thinking without even talking. "Yeah," Lily returned the sad smile, looking back at the Doctor. "I've seen your past Doctor. Not just defeats- I've seen what you've accomplished. I trust you."

"Doctor, please," Jackie whispered, pleading with everything in her. "They're my daughters. They're all I have."

"Don't you think I know that?" The Doctor interrupted her- not tearing his eyes away from Lily's. "Because this is my life, Jackie. It's not fun, it's not smart, it's just standing up and making a decision because nobody else will."

Lily's eyes softened. "Then what are you waiting for?"

"I could save the world but lose you." Something passed his eyes when the sudden realization seemed to hit him.

"Except it's not your decision, Doctor." Harriet cut in. "It's mine."

"And who the hell are you?" Jackie demanded.

"Harriet Jones, MP for Flydale North," Harriet answered her with a proud stance. "The only elected representative in this room, chosen by the people for the people. And on behalf of the people, I command you." Her eyes narrowed at the Doctor. "Do it."

"So," Rose started, getting off the table and walked over to Lily's side. "How do we get out?"

"We don't." The Doctor answered her. "We stay here." He moved to grab the red briefcase and searched through the documents it contained, "Mickey, follow my instructions." He spoke to the phone after finding the paper he needed. "Use the buffalo password. It overrides everything."