THIS STORY IS IN NO WAY WHATSOEVER RELATED TO MY OTHER STORIES
Yea, I know you are all waiting for it but this plot bunny has been bugging me for ages and I just felt the need to write it.
So this is set during those 200 years the Doctor went around the universe before he went to Lake Silencio in Utah.
The idea of this story came to my mind when I found out that at the time of the 3rd Doctor and Delgado's Master they were going to make the Master the Doctor's brother, but due to his demise cancelled the idea.
Another thing that I feel is necessary to mention is that I am a Great fan of the "half human on my mother's side" theory and I have included it in this story.
The Doctor was running around the console as usual, trying to get the date and hour right for his next destination. He still had lots of places to go, people to meet and planets to visit before he went to that lake in Utah.
He sighed as he looked around the empty console room, he longed to see his Ponds walking around and waiting expectantly for the next destination they were heading to, but he couldn't subject them to his dangerous lifestyle, it was too selfish of him.
The TARDIS suddenly gave a wild jolt and he was shaken out of his reverie as he stumbled backwards and almost fell down one of the many sets of stairs.
He quickly regained his balance, ran to the console and began to check all the levers and the screen.
"No, no, no", he said as he pulled levers and pushed several buttons, "Wrong way, Sexy we're going the wrong way!", he tried to reason with his beloved TARDIS.
But the TARDIS just continued with her course as if he hadn't done a thing about it, "We're not heading for Earth, I should be on my way for the 41st Queen of Poloxus thirteen's coronation!", he said grumpily and looked underneath the console, why had he disposed of the mallet he had always kept for occasions like this?
The TARDIS gave another jolt which send him against the railing, "Oh, just have it your way then!", he said grumpily and the TARDIS suddenly came to a halt.
"Is that it?", he asked, a bit unsure.
Silence, only the TARDIS' engine gentle humming was still heard.
"Oh, well, let's see what you have in store for me this time", he said happily, his mood completely changed, as he stood up and walked over to the door.
The bright sun blinded him as he stepped out of the TARDIS, slowly his eyes adapted to the light and he began to look around.
It was London, sometime in the 21st century, his head spun around as he heard various sirens and saw police cars and some army vans go down the street.
'Better go check out what has happened this time', he thought and sprinted down the road.
As he neared the mansion to which all the cars and vans had sped to he began to feel like he had been there before.
"Somebody call UNIT!", he heard one of the army soldiers call from inside the mansion.
The Doctor looked around wildly, the last thing he wanted right now was to deal with UNIT. He quickly spotted a small gate to the backyard and ran for it.
"Sorry Sir, you need to go back, civilians are not allowed here", said a soldier as he came to stand in front of the Doctor.
"Oh, but I'm-", he began to search in his pocket, "I'm from UNIT you see", he held the psychic paper for the soldier to see.
The soldier's eyes widened as he saw the paper, "I'm sorry Sir", he said, stepped aside and gave him a salute.
The Doctor rolled his eyes, gave a halfhearted salute back and walked through the gate.
As he walked through the backyard he began to feel like he truly had been there and not too long ago.
He walked past all the windows in search of what was happening inside the place, "A portal is opening!", he heard as he walked past one of the bigger windows.
He quickly grabbed several of the crates that were nearby, balanced them all one upon another and climbed up to look at what was happening inside.
What he saw there inside made it all clear at once, there was a large broken glass dome at the roof and chattered pieces of glass everywhere, some of them with blood on, there was also blood on the floor and there was a glass radiation container at the other end of the room.
He was at the Naismith mansion, just after he had left with Wilf.
"In here!", yelled one of the soldiers urgently and several familiar faces came into the room that almost made him loose his balance on all the crates.
"What is happening?", asked Martha Jones as she entered and took a look at the destroyed room.
"Just wait for it for a second", said the soldier and pointed at the same place where the Doctor remembered that the portal which Rassilion had come through had been.
Mickey Smith came in along with Captain Jack Harkness, both with expectant faces.
Then it happened, there opened a slight crack and a powerful gust of wind blew out of it.
"A portal is opening!", yelled the soldier over all the wind.
And then, just as suddenly as the crack had opened it closed, or so it looked.
Jack walked forward and began to analyze the place the crack was, "It's still here, although very small, but still here."
"What happened here?", asked Martha.
"According to the last people that managed to escape from this room some guy that called himself the Master opened a portal and some people with weird clothes came walking out of it."
"The Master?!", said Martha surprised.
"So this is where he ended up", said Jack as he nodded.
"But before the portal opened they say there was some guy that fell from the sky and broke the dome and fell right on the floor, but he still was alive and was apparently trying to stop this guy-the Master-some guy with a brown stripe suit", said the soldier as he read through the notes he had written down on a small notebook.
Martha's eyes widened, "He fell through the roof?!", she asked gravely.
"Trust him to make a dramatic entrance", said Mickey with a smile as he walked towards Jack.
"This portal wasn't closed properly, it's gonna open again", said Jack gravely.
"Did someone say where did the man with the brown suit go?", asked Martha to the soldier.
"No", he said as he looked through all his notes.
"Look again!", urged Martha.
"He couldn't have gone too far", said Mickey as he looked at the floor with all its blood marks.
"Here", said the soldier and read one of his notes, "One of the policemen said he saw a guy in a brown suit with an old man enter one of the stalls in the backyard, he then heard a weird sound, like pieces of metal grating, but when he entered the stall it was empty."
They all exchanged looks.
"He left", said Martha worriedly.
"He must have thought the portal was properly closed", tried Jack to explain and the Doctor, who was still watching from the window, couldn't help but nod. Had he known what was happening he would have stayed, or had come back as soon as he had regenerated.
"It's gonna open up again", said Jack and ran to Martha's side along with Mickey.
Just as Jack had said the crack opened and wind blew out even more powerfully than the last time. Sparks flew out along with each powerful gust of wind and suddenly something huge, almost the size of a person flew out of the crack in a gust of light and fell a few steps away from the crack face down words.
They all stood wide-eyed watching as the light became dimmer and they saw that it had truly been a person what had fallen out of it. The person lay still, almost as if dead, face down words and an old ragged hoodie covering his head.
Martha took a step forward uncertainly and wondered out loud, "Is-is he alive?"
Jack walked toward the person, stopped a few steps away from him, leaned forward to get a proper look of him and saw blood pooling underneath the guy.
"If he is, he won't stay so for long", he commented seriously.
Martha ran forward and knelt beside the man, now in full medical mode and checked his vitals, "He's still alive, has someone already called the ambulance?", she asked.
The soldier came back running into the room, apparently he had run out at some point before, "We have an ambulance here, the stretcher is on its way", he said hastily.
As if on cue, there came several paramedics running in carrying a stretcher, "We have to turn him over", said one of the paramedics.
Martha helped them run the man over, when they turned him over one of them took off the hoodie from his head and Martha could see clearly who he was.
She gasped.
"Do you know him?", asked one of the paramedics, but she was still too shocked to talk.
Jack and Mickey came forward and also saw him, "The Master!", gasped Jack.
"He isn't human, take him to UNIT's hospital", said Martha.
"What?!", asked Jack, not looking at all happy.
"It's what the Doctor would have wanted", said Martha and the Doctor couldn't help but feel grateful that Martha knew him so well.
Martha stayed knelt where she was as the paramedics picked the Master and carried him away and looked at the pool of blood that had been the Master's.
"This is not good at all", she said, her brows furrowed as Mickey gave her his hand to help her up.
As she stood up she looked at the windows and saw the Doctor standing there, their eyes met and Martha gasped and stood still.
"What is it?", asked Mickey and Martha pointed at the window where the Doctor stood paralyzed.
Jack immediately had his gun out and pointing it at the Doctor, "Stay still!", he commanded.
The Doctor was so flustered he raised both his arms in sign of peace forgetting completely that he was on top of a bunch of barely-balanced crates and promptly fell off and landed rather painfully on his back with a loud, "Oof!"
"Ah", he groaned and heard somebody open the window and jump out of it, landing only a few steps away from him.
"Who are you?!", asked Jack as he pointed at the Doctor with his gun.
"Look, if you could let me stand up I'll explain everything to you", he tried to say as calmly as he could.
Jack stepped cautiously a few steps back to let the Doctor stand up.
"Who are you?", asked Mickey as he stepped into view as the Doctor stood up.
The Doctor shook the dust off from his tweed and straightened his bow-tie, "I'm the Doctor", he said brightly.
They both gaped at him, "Proof it!", demanded Mickey.
"You're Mickey Smith, we met at 2005 and I last saw you when you were being chased by a Sontaran along with Martha and you", he turned to Jack, "We went together to the end of the world while you clinged at the outside of my TARDIS", he said gleefully.
"It's you!", said Mickey, eyes as wide as saucers.
"You regenerated!", said Jack and embraced the Doctor happily
"Yes, I did", said the Doctor brightly.
"You regenerated and immediately came back?", asked Mickey confused as he tried to piece everything together.
"No, no, not at all", said the Doctor as he shook his head, "Went to see the universe, met some wonderful people and other not-so wonderful people, ate fish fingers and custard, which is delicious by the way, but it all depends greatly on the type of custard because one time I-"
"Doctor", interrupted Jack.
"Ah, yes, the Master, sorry, got a bit carried away", he said sheepishly and suddenly looked at his watch, "Ah yes, look at the time, better get going, places to see, people to meet and hospitals to visit and stuff", he said and tried to walk away.
"Where do you think you're goin'", asked Jack as he caught the Doctor by his shoulder.
"I thought I was clear when I told you", said the Doctor as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"You don't even know where UNIT's hospital is!", said Mickey.
The Doctor grinned gleefully at Mickey, "Course I do!", he said and tried to walk away again only to be stopped again by Jack.
"Why don't we give you a ride?", proposed Jack with a grin, "I don't see the TARDIS anywhere near so it'll be easier this way-eh?", he grinned.
The Doctor rolled his eyes and pouted like a child, "Fine", he gave in and let them guide him to their car.
"Martha went with them in the ambulance", explained Mickey as they climbed into Jack's car.
"Oh, how-smaller on the inside", said the Doctor as he looked around from the front seat he had gotten, "But nice, I owned a car once", he said happily as he remembered his car.
"Really?", asked Jack as he took a glance at the Doctor for a moment.
"Yeah, named Bessie, now that was a good car!", he said gleefully.
"Yeah?", asked Jack as he stared at the Doctor, from what the Doctor could read from his face he seemed to find it difficult to believe that the Doctor had once owned a car.
"Look at the road Jack, I'd rather get at the hospital in one piece", he said grumpily and Jack only laughed at him.
The rest of the ride was rather uneventful, the Doctor kept trying to convince Jack about the wonders of fish fingers with custard and about how cool his bow-tie was.
Once they arrived at the hospital they set out to find in which room the Master was and were Martha was.
It came out that Martha was currently the Master's doctor and that he was in room 132 on the second floor, which the Doctor thought good, because if the Master would try to escape he wouldn't be able to do it from his window.
When they arrived at his room they found Martha doing some finale check-ups on him. As soon as she saw them she came out and asked the Doctor, "You're the guy at the window, what were you doing there?"
The Doctor smiled brightly and was about to tell her but the Captain won him to it, "He's the Doctor!", he said happily.
Martha's eyes widened, "Doctor?", she asked, almost unsure.
"The one and only!", he said and hugged Martha happily.
"Oh, Doctor!", she said happily and broke free from their hug to take a proper look at him.
"What do you think?", asked the Doctor brightly as he turned around for her to see.
"It's good, you look good", she smiled at him reassuringly and he beamed, "What's with the bow-tie?", she asked with a slight laugh.
"Bow-ties are cool", he said as he straightened his bow-tie.
"Don't tell me you go about like this every day?", asked Jack with a slight wince.
"Oh, no, no", began the Doctor and Jack seemed to relax, "I sometimes also wear a fez", he motioned to his head, "But my last fez got blown up", he said grimly.
Jack just stared at the Doctor and Martha tried to stifle a laugh, "What?", asked the Doctor, genuinely not understanding Jack.
Martha cleared her throat and gained the Doctor's attention, "We need to talk", she changed the subject.
"Oh, yes, the Master, how is he?", asked the Doctor, completely forgetting about Jack's stare.
Martha's face was grim, "He has lost lots of blood", she began, "I'm not sure what hit him, but his abdomen was burned and horribly bruised, blood kept coming out but we managed to stitch him up and-", she paused.
"What?", asked the Doctor seriously.
"Only one of his hearts is beating", she said grimly.
The Doctor took a deep breath, what was he going to do now?
"He can't regenerate with only one heart beating, Martha", he said seriously.
"The only alternative would be giving him a blood transfusion, but we already checked his blood, it's far from being human", she said, her eyes full of sympathy.
The Doctor wondered why she was feeling sympathy for the Master for half a second and then realized, 'She's feeling sympathy for me, because I'm sad about the Master.'
Then an idea hit him.
"Martha!", he exclaimed suddenly, all his sad demeanor disappeared, "Let me see those analyses you made to his blood!", he said excitedly.
"Uhm, yeah, here", she gave him the results which she had placed on a nearby counter.
He read speedily through and exclaimed, "AHA!", and showed the results to Martha as he pointed at some lines on the paper, "The Master has the UZX blood type and I have the UZY blood type", he said excitedly.
Martha stared at him, "They're compatible types!", he explained.
"Wait, you're gonna give him of your blood?!", asked Jack, not looking quite happy.
"Jack", began the Doctor softly, "He is the last one left, he is my responsibility, if you are worried that he'll try to harm Earth again you have to know that he'll have to do it over my dead body", he said looking straight into Jack's eyes.
"And what will happen the day he truly gets over your body?", asked Jack seriously, "He can kill you when you're sleeping or at that moment when you don't pay enough attention to him."
"Trust me", he answered simply.
"This isn't about trust Doctor."
"Do you trust me, Jack?"
Jack breathed deeply and glared slightly at the Doctor, "Yes", he said finally.
"Then don't worry", grinned the Doctor, "Martha", he turned towards her.
"I've already asked for the necessary team and equipment for the blood transfusion, they're about to bring in an extra bed for you", she said.
"Excellent", he said happily and entered the Master's room, "Now, when he wakes up don't tell him that I gave him from my blood, let me do that, he might want to attack or murder someone."
"Especially you", said Mickey as they all entered the room.
"Let me check something before we start", said the Doctor and placed his fingers on the Master's temples.
His fingers had barely touched the Master's temples when he gasped and stepped back quickly.
"What is it?", asked Martha urgently.
The Doctor looked at her, "You remember he always talked about the drumming?", he asked and she nodded, "When we last fought we communicated telepathically for a few seconds and I also heard the drumming", he explained gravely.
"What does that mean?", asked Jack, furrowing his brows.
"It means that it was real, it wasn't his insanity that had created the drumming, someone had planted that drumming into his head", he explained grimly.
"Who would do that?", asked Martha, horrified and somehow the Doctor couldn't bring himself to tell her who. Fortunately the other medics came in with the other bed and various machinery for the blood transfusion.
"The bed is ready", announced one of them.
"Woo, a bed!", said the Doctor gleefully and jumped onto the bed.
"Doctor", pressed Jack, Martha also looked at him pointedly.
The Doctor stayed still for a moment, if he had to describe what Rassilion and the other Time Lords had done to the Master he could only think of the word, 'evil', Rassillion was evil, yes that was the best word to describe them all and their plans as well.
"Evil people, terribly evil people", he said gravely.
Martha let it slide then, but the Doctor could tell this wouldn't be the end of it and moved on with the transfusion.
Doctor stared at the tube as his red-orange blood flowed through it to the Master.
"I hadn't noticed it before", said Martha after a while, "It has an orange tinge to it", she pointed at the blood.
"Of course it has", said the Doctor, his voice higher than normal.
"Have you ever done this before?", asked Martha in a teasing voice.
"Lots, hundreds, thousands of times", he said, his voice still high pitched.
"Sure", she laughed.
"Can I have a jammy dodger?", asked the Doctor, "I do love jammy dodgers, very useful as well, once held a few Daleks off with one", he rambled, "Fish! I once saw flying fish, truly flying fish, wonderful indeed, a shark ate the half of my sonic screwdriver, but it was still wonderful!"
"What is he all rambling about?", asked Jack to Martha as the Doctor continued to ramble, this time about vampire fish in Venice.
"I think he's getting a bit dizzy from the transfusion, but for all we know he's telling the truth", she said as she checked through everything once more.
The Doctor continued to ramble on and on till the transfusion finished, stopped for a while when they moved to another room to recover and then resumed his ramble gleefully.
Martha was standing beside the Master, checking his second heart which was also beating now when he began to wake up. She quickly rushed to the Doctor's room where Mickey was just coming out of it as he had been placed there to look after him for a while.
"I have known him for years, but I have never seen him rant madly on and on like this, he must had hit his head really hard when he was regenerating or something", he said as he rubbed his neck, having been tired out by the Doctor's rant.
"I can hear you!", they both heard the Doctor yell from his room.
"Sorry Doc", said Mickey as he stepped into the room to see the Doctor.
The Doctor waved him off, "I'll forgive if you promise to not call me that again", he said as he jumped out of his bed.
"Whoa", said Jack, "Can he do that already?", he asked concerned.
"Two hearts remember?", said the Doctor as he motioned to his chest, "Replace blood twice as fast", he grinned and turned to Martha, "He's awake, right?"
She nodded, "He will be ready for visits in a while, in the meanwhile you, Mr., will lie down for another moment", she commanded the Doctor.
The Doctor rolled his eyes and pouted as he walked back to his bed and lay down. He looked around and locked his eyes on Jack.
"Have I told you about the time I met a minotaur?", he began.
It wasn't long after when a very irked Martha Jones came back, accusing the Master of multiple bad stuff. The Doctor then asked to be left alone with the Master so he could talk with him without any interruptions.
He stood for a long while in front of the Master's room's door pondering what he was going to tell him. He sighed and sonic'd the door when he entered, he didn't want any kind of interruption.
He went to stand beside the Master's bed and waited for him to wake up.
Almost immediately the Master's eyes fluttered open, his gaze scanned the whole room and finally locked on the Doctor, he narrowed his eyes, the Doctor knew he was trying to recognize the Doctor in his new face.
Finally the Master's face grouched up as he groaned and rolled his eyes, "Should have known that if that woman was here you would be as well."
"Oh, don't be grumpy", said the Doctor with a smile.
"What are you doing here?", asked the Master, obviously wanting to get rid of the Doctor.
"Oh, come on, don't tell me you haven't figured it out yet!", said the Doctor with fake indignancy.
"If you think you are going to imprison me in your TARDIS you-"
"Don't be like that, it's not imprisonment and you know it!", countered the Doctor.
"Are you going to hand her over to me then?"
The Doctor rolled his eyes, "No."
"Then it's imprisonment!", he said angrily.
"I'm not letting you run free around the universe", deadpanned the Doctor, abandoning his cheery demeanor.
"And I'm not going with you in your TARDIS!", yelled the Master.
"It's either that or let UNIT or Torchwood imprison you in a true prison!", said the Doctor seriously, "Oh, I bet it'll be entertaining to see them fight over who will have the privilege of imprisoning you the longest in their high security prisons!", he said sarcastically and the Master glared at him.
"Fine!", he spat, "But I'll kill you in your sleep", he gave the Doctor his best glare.
"No you won't", grinned the Doctor.
"You-!", the Master tried to jump on the Doctor but stopped as soon as he had sat up right and held his abdomen, his face contorted up with pain, "Arg!", he yelled, more in frustration than in pain.
"You shouldn't do that", said the Doctor as he tried to touch the Master only to receive a hit on his arm as the Master jerked away from him, "You are lucky that Martha got to get your second heart going, it was having trouble beating from all the blood you had lost."
"What. Do. You. Even. Care!", yelled the Master.
"Come on, you know I care", said the Doctor softly and the Master rolled his eyes so the Doctor added softly, "Brother."
The Master's head snapped up and glared at the Doctor, "HALF-brother, remember that", he said menacingly.
"Well, I'd say we are something more now", smiled the Doctor.
"What do you mean?", asked the Master menacingly.
"Remember I told you, you had lost a lot of blood, well who do you think gave you enough blood so your second heart could start beating again?", asked the Doctor with a slight smile.
The Master's eyes widened, the Doctor could see a wide range of emotions go through those eyes and none of them was gratitude.
Therefore he shouldn't have been surprised and be more prepared when the Master jumped on him, ignoring his aching abdomen and began strangle him as they both fell on the floor, but he was and hadn't been prepared even one bit.
He tried to pry the Master's hands from his neck, but they were clinging firmly. The Doctor kept trying desperately and his respiratory bypass system kicked in eventually, it helped a lot but the Doctor knew that even that had a limit.
The Doctor wondered absent mindedly if he should have used another way to tell the Master, or if he should have told him at all.
The Doctor heard what sounded like a door being forced open and then saw Jack and Mickey come into is view. They then proceeded to pry the Master's hands from his neck with some difficulty.
The Doctor sat up straight and gasped and wheezed as he tried to get his air back.
"LET ME KILL HIM, LET ME KILL HIM!", yelled the Master furiously.
"Doctor, are you all right?!", fretted Martha as she came and knelt beside him.
"LET ME KILL HIM!", the Master kept yelling as Jack and Mickey restrained him to his bed.
"Respiratory bypass system", he patted his chest, "Good as rain", he grinned and glanced to where they had restrained the Master to his bed as he kept twisting, kicking and glaring daggers at the Doctor.
"Look at him!", said the Doctor happily, "He seems ready to go, I'll go fetch the TARDIS then", he began walking towards the door.
"Doctor!", said Martha in a serious tone and Jack and Mickey came to stand at her side.
"Let us go talk somewhere else", said Jack and guided them back to where the Doctor's room had been.
"What on Earth happened?", asked Mickey when they arrived.
"I-uh-told him about the blood I gave him and-uh- he didn't take too well", said the Doctor a bit sheepishly.
Martha just stared at him, "He did that because of the transfusion?", she gaped.
"This is exactly what I was talking about, Doctor", began Jack seriously, "He isn't going to stop till he manages to kill you!"
"This time I wasn't prepared next time I'll be prepared", he waved it off as best as he could.
"Doctor, he'll just wait for a moment you aren't paying attention, who knows what he'll do to you and the TARDIS, he would probably cannibalize her again!"
"I'm not going to leave him for UNIT or Torchwood to imprison if that is where you are going", said the Doctor seriously, "He is my responsibility, I'll watch over him from now on."
He had to watch over him, he had to try to do something about the Master's drumming, he couldn't leave a mad Master in a TARDIS to the universe when he went to Utah, maybe he could just leave the Master at some planet far away from his TARDIS. The Doctor knew almost immediately that he would never be able to do that to the Master.
"I'll go prepare the TARDIS", he excused himself from the others.
He stopped at the door and turned to Jack, "The TARDIS is a bit far away and-"
"Yeah, I'll take you", said Jack, he still didn't look too happy, but he seemed to have accepted that there was no way of talking him out of this.
On their ride to the TARDIS Jack didn't try to talk the Doctor out of any of his plans, which he was rather grateful for. Once they arrived the Doctor promised to materialize in about half an hour at the hospital and set about to prepare his TARDIS. He set away and hid anything that could become a potentially dangerous weapon and asked the TARDIS to insert a lock into the door of his room for which only he would have a key for.
Just as he had promised, the Doctor arrived at the hospital half an hour after Jack had dropped him off in front of the TARDIS.
"I'm back!", said the Doctor happily as he stepped out of the TARDIS into what had been his room and greeted Martha and the others.
"Just on time", said Jack as he looked at his watch.
"You changed it", said Martha as she looked into the TARDIS from the open door.
"Come look!", said the Doctor gleefully, grabbed her hand and dragged her inside.
"Isn't it too many stairs?", said Jack, but the Doctor was being too busy showing Martha the new TARDIS interiors, "And these are the new mustard and ketchup buttons and that over there is the blue boringer", he made a face as he mentioned the last button.
"It's beautiful", she said finally with a smile.
The Doctor beamed at her, "Is he ready?", he changed the subject.
Martha nodded, "Doctor, please promise me that you'll be careful", she looked at him, her eyes pleading that he would listen to her.
"I will, I promise you Martha Jones", he said earnestly and smiled at her.
Martha returned his smiled.
"Come along Jones!", he said happily and went to the Master's room.
The Master was still restrained to his bed and looked quite unhappy about it, but fortunately he didn't try to jump on the Doctor when he entered his room.
"We had to change his bandage after he jumped on you since his wound reopened", said Martha as the Doctor cuffed himself to the Master.
"Since when do you carry cuffs with you?", asked Jack.
"I-uh-well-I-uh-", the Doctor stuttered as he turned a shade of red, "A friend forgot it on the TARDIS", he said finally and moved on to lose the Master from his restraints.
The Master stayed quiet the whole time as the Doctor freed him, took him to the TARDIS and didn't even look his way as they stood in front of the TARDIS and the Doctor said goodbye to his friends.
"I really would like to stay longer, but I want to leave before UNIT comes running through those doors and try to stop me."
"Doctor, remember what I told you", said Martha and he nodded.
"Take care Doctor", said Mickey as he shook the Doctor's free hand.
"Try coming to visit soon, Doc", said Jack and gave the Doctor a salute, the Doctor rolled his eyes and gave it back halfheartedly and smiled, went back inside the TARDIS.
He sighed as he closed the TARDIS' doors and ducked quickly as the Master tried to hit him in the face.
"You. Are. So. Dead.", said the Master, every word dripping with venom.
The Doctor lunged for the console, forgetting that he was cuffed to the Master and dragged him along, making him stumble on the stairs. The Master took the opportunity and made the Doctor also fall down the stairs.
The Doctor stood up as soon as he could and ran for the console, this time getting farther than the stairs, still dragging the Master behind him, who began to press multiple buttons that in turn began to make various different noises.
Outside the TARDIS the others still stood hearing all the various noises come from the inside.
"Are you okay Doctor?!", yelled Martha over all the noise.
They then heard the sound of somebody falling followed by, "Who in his sane mind has a mustard dispenser in his TARDIS console?!"
A few moments later the TARDIS began dematerialize and the Master and Doctor were gone.
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