"Okay, where did you find Kira's necklace?" I ask the moment the TARDIS doors open. "In that broken Dalek," he replies, pointing towards one. "At least we know how you were spotted," I say, taking a deep breath to remain calm. "Of course. How didn't I notice?" He mumbles. I give him a small smile. "You were getting our daughter a birthday present. It's safe to say that you were distracted," I say, reassuringly.
"Distracted by what?" asks a child's voice. With a clenching feeling in my gut, the Doctor and I turn around to find a six year old Kira with a murderous gleam in her eyes and a pistol in her hands pointed at us.
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The War Planet
FanfictionThe Doctor has his daughter back, and her birthday is coming up. Like any good father, he wants to make it special. What happens when he gets caught? Sequel to The Dalek's Daughter.
