In which, a 32 year old woman from Torchwood stumbles across a time traveling alien with a blue box, and decides that nothing else matters more than the thrill of near death.
Or
Lilly Tyler is used to aliens, and death, and eve...
“ We've only known eachother a few days, let there be some mystery. ”
- Lilly Tyler
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"Thank you all for wearing your ID cards. They'll help to identify the bodies." The man that wasn't a Slitheen snarled as he pressed down on a red button.
A blue light appeared on everyone's chests - everyone except for the Doctor, Coulson and I - and they all fell to the floor. In my hand, my own ID card was projecting the same blue light but rather than a life-threatening shock, I got the sort of shock that one would get from a lift button.
The Doctor and Coulson threw their cards on the floor but I moved forwards and placed my card on the Slitheen. While it was struggling, I grabbed my friends hands and legged it out of the room.
We quickly came across some armed police waiting in the entrance hall. "Oi! If you want aliens, you've got then. They're inside Downing Street." The Doctor told them and they all followed us back to the briefing room.
"Where have you been?" Green demanded while a few of the police checked the bodies. "I called for help. I sounded the alarm. There was this lightning, this kind of, er, electricity, and they all collapsed."
"I think they're all dead."
"That's what I'm saying. They did it!" Green pointed at us accusingly. "Those three there."
"I think you will find the prime minister is an alien in disguise." Everyone in the room gave the Doctor a disbelieving look, Phil and I included. "That's never going to work, is it?"
"No." One man shook his head at us.
"Fair enough. Lil, Coulson, you know what to do."
Yes, we did. Run. Unfortunately for us, though, we didn't make it very far before we were backed against a wall. No, wait a second. Not a wall, a lift! The Doctor was clever...not that I'm going to tell him that.
"Under the jurisdiction of the Emergency Protocols, I authorise you to execute these people." The general ordered.
The safety clicked off but I knew they wouldn't shoot. I knew these men. I'd worked with most of them more than once. The Time Lord and agent however, put their hands up in surrender.
"Well, now, yes, you see, er, the thing is, if I was you..." The Doctor trailed off, waiting for me to continue.
"If I was going to execute people by backing them against the wall, between you and me, little word of advice." I smiled as the lift pinged behind us.
"Don't stand them against the lift." Both of us finished and hastily stepped backwards.
Once the Doctor had closed the doors, both men started to stare at me with wide eyes.
