The TARDIS materializes in a filing room. A buzzer sounds in Churchill's office, and he smiles. The Doctor opens the TARDIS doors to state down the barrels of three Lee Enfield rifles, made in Britainwhich move aside to reveal the PM, I stick my head out from behind the Doctor, he pulls me out.
"Amy? Winston Churchill" the Doctor says.
"Doctor, Seer. Is it you?" Churchill asks.
"Oh, Winston, our old friend," the Doctor says, going to shake Churchill's hand but Chrurchill holds out his hand and beckons "ah,every time."
"What's he after?" Amy asks looking up at me.
"TARDIS key, of course." I reply
"Think of what I could achieve with your remarkable machine. The lives that could be saved."
"Ah, doesn't work like that" I say.
"Must I take it by force?"
"We'd like to see you try."
"At ease."
"You rang?" the Doctor asks
"So, you've changed your faces again."
"Yeah, well, had a bit of work done," the Doctor says, I nod in agreement.
"Got it, got it, got it. Cabinet War Rooms, right?" Amy asks.
"Yep. Top secret heart of the War Office, right under London" I say.
"You're late, by the way" he hands the Doctor his cane.
"Requisitions, sir."
"Excellent."
"Late?"
"I rang you a month ago."
"Really? Sorry, sorry. It's a Type Forty TARDIS, it's. We're just running her in."
"Something the matter, Breen? You look a little down in the dumps."
"No, sir. Fine, sir."
"Action this day, Breen. Action this day."
"Yes, sir."
"Excuse me, sir. Got another formation coming in, Prime Minister. Stukas, by the look of them."
"We shall go up top then, Group Captain. We'll give them what for. Coming, Doctor? Seer?"
"Why?"
"I have something to show you two" we all walk to the lift, "we stand at a crossroads, Doctor, Seer, quite alone, with our backs to the wall. Invasion is expected daily. So, I will grasp with both hands anything that will give us an advantage over the Nazi menace."
"Such as?" I ask.
"Follow me" a short time later we arrive at the roof where we see sandbags and sentries, and a white-coated scientist searching the skies with powerful binoculars.
"Wow," Amy says.
"Seer, Doctor, this is Professor Edwin Bracewell. Head of our Ironsides Project" the Doctor gives him a V for a Victory salute.
"Two flights JU thirty eights approaching from the east" a bomb lands nearby. Amy gazes at all the barrage balloons moored over the city.
"Oh, Doctor. Alex, it's..." she trails off.
"History," the Doctor says.
"Ready, Bracewell?"
"Aye aye, sir. On my order, fire!" energy bolts zoom out from a sandbagged emplacement towards the approaching Nazi planes.
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Fanfiction(UNDER EDITING) What happens when the Doctor's wife travels with him through time and space. Seer: a person who is supposed to be able, through supernatural insight, to see what the future holds. Oc reader
