'But what's this all about?' she asked.
'What it's always about - domination.'
'Of what?' she asked, as she turned to face him. 'this planet? the Universe?'
'Yes,' he replied. 'And of time.'
The Doctor
returned to the console and continued with his work. 'Their resources
must be running out,' he said as he diligently continued with the
problem at hand, 'and with a new source of Taranium, they'll continue to
optimise their technology of time travel and that must not be allowed
to happen.'
Valla continued
to view the evening sky as the other sister planets of Saros moved
across its sun. As it did so, the rays suddenly caught the outline of
the Dalek ship as it glided over the base.
'Doctor! The Daleks! They're back!'
The Doctor moved
over to her side, as the ship hovered momentarily above the damaged
landing platform before moving away and continue its orbit of the
planet.
'What are they doing?'
'They appear to be waiting.'
'For what?' she asked.
'Just in case Earth decides to send reinforcements.'
'But nobody
knows what's happening here. How do you expect to have any help from
Earth?' Valla said, hitting the window hard with her fist.
'The Earth
shuttle, was destroyed en route before I arrived here, remember? Earth
will be very much aware that something is wrong, especially as they've
had no contact from you in the last few days.' The Doctor did his best
to reassure Valla while trying to convince himself that it was an option
should his plan fail.
'Now, I've got to get this primary console working again in order to send out an S.O.S.'
Valla turned
sharply to face him. 'An S.O.S. ?' she shouted, 'I thought you said
Earth will send help as they've not received their daily postcard from
the edge of hell!'
The Doctor was
slightly startled at Valla's outburst, clearly he hadn't reassured her
at all. She turned away and sat at another console with her head in her
hands.
The Doctor returned to his work.