Tucker couldn't hear anything. It was as if he'd gone deaf. A sudden voice squeaked over the speaker in front of him. "Hello?" Tucker pushed a bright green button and replied, "Doctor?" Static. "Hello?" It seemed to repeat itself. "Hello?" Tucker pushed the button, "Hey, who is this?" Again, static. "Stay away."
"Away from what?"
"It's a runaway. Stay away."
"Away from what? What runaway?"
"Rogue."
"Rogue?"
"Can't kill."
"What is it?"
Static ended it. "Hello?" Tucker heard the voice again, this time it was louder and clearer. "Hello?" He thought it was a joke. "Hello?" It was a recording. "Stay away." The voice seemed familiar. "It's a runaway. Rogue." A short pause. "Can't kill." The TARDIS door swung open, and the Doctor threw himself inside, slamming the keys onto the floor. "I can't do this!" Tucker sat in silence. Did the Doctor even notice he was there? Can't do what? What happened? Did he know about the voice? He hopped off the leather seat he was standing on and trotted toward the TimeLord. "Doctor?" He had his head buried in his arms, and was huddled against the wall of the ship. Tucker tugged on his khaki pants, hoping to get some kind of reaction. Nothing. He turned and went back to his exposed suit, which still stood cold in front of the painting. He reached inside and pulled out a picture. All he could do was stare at it, hoping to see the real thing once more. A huge thumping noise from the door scared him enough into slipping the picture back into a hidden crevasse deep within the suit. A scream came from outside, "LET US IN!" Cybermen? Here? Tucker felt a bit lost. The Doctor wouldn't budge. He simply sat there, moping, but for what? The Dalek tried tugging his pants once more. Still nothing. He was about to turn back when he heard something. A very quiet, very sad squeal. He stopped and looked up. Tucker flinched at the face he saw. The Doctor's expression was twisted into a depressed state, and his lip quivered slightly. Tucker couldn't believe how upset he looked. He sat down right where he was, looked at the floor, and felt something tap his head. Reluctantly, he looked up to see the face calm down a bit, but with burning tears running down his cheeks, which had turned a horrible red. That was it. Tucker snapped. The TARDIS door flew open, and the exposed Dalek stood in it's empty wake. "WHO!?" The Cybermen standing around the ship had stopped. Anger felt good. It felt really good, even in the frosty air around him. The adrenaline that raced through his vanes made him unaware as to how much snow covered the ground in front of him. "WHO DID IT!?" One or two Cybermen took a step back, perhaps in shock of how much frustration could be bottled up in such a tiny package. Tucker marched up to one of them, not noticing his reflection in it's shiny suit. "I could kick you like an Earthball," it said, not moving another inch. Even though Tucker was only about two feet tall, he still expected some kind of respect. "At least I'm a real species, you tin bag of flesh," he snapped. The Cybermen behind him looked at each other and started walking back. The one directly in front of Tucker still hadn't moved. "Did you upset the Doctor?" Silence. Tucker took one step closer. "Did you... Upset... The Doctor!?"
"Upset how?"
"In ways beyond what I would tell you."
"Yes."
"Yes?"
"Yes."
Tucker gripped the Cyberman's silver leg, and then put all of his strength into pulling it. The Cyberman fell like a metal giant, into the snow, and stopped. "What did you do?"
"You are a Dalek. You can't feel."
"What... Did you do!?"
"We took his partner."
"Explain!"
"Melody Pond was taken into our posession, and without warning, the Doctor left."
"Melody?"
"Many know her by 'River Song'."
"His wife?"
"You know more?"
"Not that I would tell the likes of you."
"You are weak, Dalek. I can see it. Feeling emotions make you weak, like the Doctor."
Rage covered up the anger that boiled inside. He got up into the Cyberman's face, "Where did you put her?"
"I cannot-"
"WHERE DID YOU PUT HER!?"
"The Snow Lock."
"Where?"
"Behind me."
Tucker glared at the Cyberman before glancing up to see a large, white fortress standing in front of him. He marched toward it, anger still pulsing through his vanes. "One last thing," it murmured through the snow. "He said something through a small talkbox before leaving. We could not hear." Tucker simply turned away, leaving the cyber structure to freeze.
