The War Planet

Madame Kovarian

"Did it work?" I ask the fleet's physcian, Marcus. The first thing I did when Kira was returned was have her memory wiped. If she remembered she knew about them, it would ruin everything we'd been planning. "Yes ma'am. When she wakes up she'll have no recollection of the past tweleve hours," Marcus responds promptly. I nod and give him a tight smile. While I didn't particularly dislike Marcus, I didn't particularly like him either. "Very well, thank you. Has our course been set?" I ask.

"Yes. We'll arrive on Xenon 7 in thirty minutes," he reports. I nod. "Good. If I'm needed, I'll be in Kira's room," I mutter before slipping out of Marcus's office and walking down the twisting maze of corridors until I reach Kira's room. The six-year-old is still sleeping when I open the door, but a few moments after I shut it she begins to stir. I sit on the edge of the bed and take her hand as she opens her eyes. "Wh-what happened?" she asks quietly. I give her a reassuring smile. "Sssh. Lie down and rest. You've had a very eventful day." 

"I don't remember," she says, sounding frightened. "Marcus did warn me that your memory would be a little hazy. What's the last thing you remember?" I prompt anxiously. "I was...I was fixing the broken daleks and you said it was time for lunch," she responds. "While you were repairing a dalek, one of them went haywire and shot you. The amnesia comes from the medical care we gave you," I explain. She smiles wryly. "That explains the pain in my chest," she remarks. I laugh along with her for a moment. 

"Kira...I must explain something to you," I say, hesitating at all the right times. I squeeze her hand and run my thumb along the surface of her skin. "What is it?" she asks. "Something's happened, and we have to go to plan B," I tell her. "Has he found us?" she asks, a hint of anxiety creeping into her tone. "No, but he will very soon if we don't leave." She nods and closes her eyes for a moment, processing what I just told her. "How long do we have?" she asks. I give her a small smile. "We'll beam down in twenty minutes." 

"What'll keep him from finding us there?" she asks. I bring her hand up and kiss it, giving her a comforting smile. "Now, don't you worry about that. You rest and leave the worrying to us," I say. She nods and leans back down on her pillows. I lean over and kiss her forehead as her eyes flutter shut. She's fast asleep by the time I stand and make it to the door. I pause and look over my shoulder at her sleeping form, hoping that the memory wipe would hold.

With her I.Q, things like that weren't always guranteed.