Bad Wolf and the Oncoming Storm [Book One: Back in Time]

.:Chapter Eight:. UNIT

     “So let me get this straight,” began The UNIT soldier, Thomas Granger. “The Doctor, the man the paramedics have just pronounced dead, isn’t supposed to be  dead? Listen, Missy, I’ve lost people before, and I understand if-”

     “No!” Rose interrupted. The soldier was angering her. “I mean, he’s not supposed to be dead! He was supposed to survive, and travel off with that ginger woman you saw standing by the ambulance!”

     Rose knew that the soldier was probably incredibly confused, but she couldn’t find a better way to explain to them what was happening at the moment.

     “Miss, I hope you know that you sound like a complete nutter right now. You aren’t even supposed to be here or know about The Doctor.”

     “I know, I know. Just let me explain, please? If I’m not supposed to know him, and I do, then how does that make me unreliable?” Rose was getting fed up.

     “Fine. I will get you in contact with the chief.” Thomas stepped off to the side of the room they were standing in and reached for the walkie talkie connected to a strap on his shoulder. His head was bent low at his shoulder and he spoke in a hushed whisper so Rose was unable to hear him.

     Rose was able to convince the woman to help her. With Rose’s knowledge of Dimension Cannons and the TARDIS, she was able to use UNITs technology to make a Cannon that they could control completely.

     “Good luck.” The woman said just as Rose was about to go and have her first, put not last, talk with Donna.

     Rose had did it. She had convinced Donna to change the course of time. Of course, it came with a price. She had sat with Donna as she died, reminding her of the time that The Doctor had taken her back to the day that her father had died. Rose gave Donna a message to give to The Doctor; a message that would tell him that she was coming as well as give him a warning that something was coming.

     UNIT’s leader walked over to Rose. “Here, our developers have just finished it.” She handed Rose her phone. UNIT did revisions on the phone, connecting it to the TARDIS somewhat wirelessly so Rose wouldn’t have to go through the actual Dimension Cannon to be able to jump: they could activate it through the phone and transport her anywhere and anytime.

     Rose stepped into the Dimension Cannon, a blasting gun in her hand, and with a flash of blue light, she was no longer standing in UNIT Headquarters. She was standing in a back alley.

      “My vision is not impaired!” Rose heard the robotic voice of a Dalek.

     “I warned you, Dad!” cried an unfamiliar voice of a woman. Rose had to save these people, or they were going to get killed. She ran out of the alley to the main street, her gun at the ready.

     “Hostility will not be tolerated! Exterminate! Exterminate! Extermin-” The Dalek’s voice quickly ceased as she shot it, blowing off the top part, and all that was left of it was a smouldering wreck.

     An old, frail, man looked at her with awed eyes. “Do you want to swap?” He joked and Rose eyed his paintball gun.

     “You’re Donna Noble’s family, right?” asked Rose, just to make sure. The old man nodded. She felt her previously shattered hope gluing itself back together.

     “I’m Rose Tyler,” She introduced herself. “And I need you.”

     Inside the Noble’s house, the old man who earlier introduced himself as Wilf was talking with Rose. In the kitchen, the woman, who introduced herself as Sylvia, was making tea.