Authors notes: Next part, Harry/the Master is very OOC in this, but I'm working on how to get him back in character, next part after this will be up soon, which is where the romance comes into it.

Disclaimer: Never ever, ever, although most of the time I wish. The same applies for the first part, didn't add a disclaimer to that one, should have done but I forgot, see I don't even own my mind sometimes.

Over the next few days the man's memory had not yet returned, he had asked Barbra to give him a name while he still didn't know his and she had named him Harry, for some reason that sounded familiar to him, like he had heard it before. Since Barbra had offered him a room in their home until he was better he felt better about himself if he worked for his room and whatever he ate, so he worked on the farm with Henry. He was feeding the animals at the moment, he had to have something to do while he pondered on his own existence.

"Harry!"

"What is it Henry?"

"Barbra wants you in the house."

"I'll be in now."

Harry finished feeding the pigs and went back to the farmhouse but not before taking his muddy boots off, when he went inside Barbra was in the kitchen with a plate of sandwiches and a pot of tea for her working men.

"What's wrong Barbra?"

"I know this is a lot to ask but there are a few things we need in town, I have a list, would you mind going and getting them for me? I'd go but I think I am needed with Henry."

"Yeah I need Barbra to help me with the horses."

"Sure I'll go."

"Oh thank you Harry."

Barbra kissed him on the cheek as she would her own son and grandson and went outside with Henry to begin rounding their horses up. Harry took a couple of sandwiches and drank some tea then he grabbed the list and headed out towards the town, lucky for him it wasn't far, he was sure he could drive but just in case he had an accident, he last thing he needed was even less memory.

He didn't take long to get to the shops. When he got there he went straight to the supermarket. He was in the preserves isle when he saw a free testing stand at the end of the isle, taste testing some jam, a man went up to the stand, he dipped his index finger into the small tub, took it out again and sucked the sticky red substance off of his finger.

Harry's memory flashed and he remembers someone from his childhood used to do that; he tried desperately to recall his name as he wandered through the store. When he reached the till the cashier asked him for the money he called out.

"Theta!"

"Pardon me sir?"

"Oh sorry I just remembered something."

He handed the money over and took the shopping bags and his change, he rushed back to the farm house, once he got there he begun to unpack the shopping and put it away, when Barbra came in she was pleased to see him cheerful.

"Something nice happen to you Harry?"

"Yes, I remembered something."

"What was it?"

"Not my name or my species unfortunately but I remembered someone from my childhood."

"A girlfriend?"

"No! At least I don't think so; I think my friend was a he, someone called Theta."

"Oh well that's nice, it's nice to know there is another one of your species there for when you get better, maybe we should try and find him, he might be able to help."

"Maybe."

The front door knocked, Barbra had already put tea on the stove so she asked Harry to get it, the person on the other side of the door knocked impatiently.

"Alright I'm coming."

Harry opened the door.

"Hello."

"Oh, hi."

"What do you want?"

"Well...I, you dropped this at the supermarket."

The man held a wallet out to Harry, Harry then noticed that it was the same man he'd seen sucking Jam off of his finger.

"This isn't mine."

"Oh right, sorry...So what's your name?"

"Harry."

"Well hello Harry...So, do you mind if I talk to you somewhere in private?"

"Why? Who are you?"

"My name's the Doctor; do you know who you are?"

Harry perked up.

"How do you know I don't know who I am?"

"I'm just like you, I'm one of you."

"What do you mean one of me?"

"A Time Lord."

"A what?"

"A Time Lord, it's what you are."

"How do I know this isn't some sort of hoax?"

The man now known as the Doctor held out his wrist for Harry, he took it and checked his pulse, as soon as he felt the rhythmic double beat that mimicked his own his mind lit up, the contact sparking off a reaction in his mind, he gasped as he felt his memory return in a flash of random images, it lasted only for a second and then his memory was blocked again and the contact broken.

"See, you're a Time Lord just like I am, we are the last two of our species."

Barbra came to the door while wiping her hands in her apron.

"Who's this Harry?"

"Uhh..."

The Doctor took over.

"I am the Doctor, nothing more and nothing less just the Doctor."

"What do you want?"

"Well it's a bit of a tale if you'll indulge me."

"Give me the basics."

"Well Harry here isn't Harry; he's an alien, a Time Lord just like me. There are only two of us left but it seems that he's had a bit of memory loss."

Barbra brought her hands to her mouth in shock and then smiled, she took hold of the Doctors hand and pulled him inside.

"Oh come in, come in. Please have a seat."

She led him into the living room and then left to get Henry, leaving the Doctor and Harry together in the living room.

"So if I'm not Harry then who am I?"

"You know you're not Harry right? You have been a Harry but you're not really Harry."

"Yes I know that but I had to have a name, they couldn't call me 'man' all the time could they? So if you know me what is my real name?"

Harry sat down in the chair, the Doctor looked around and made sure the elderly couple weren't around, he bent down and whispered Harry's real name in his ear.

As soon as the name hit his ears a part of his memory came back, he was in what he could only assume was a school with the boy who flooded his every sense in the supermarket, he remembers someone who he is sure is Theta calling him Koschei when he was a child, then memories of a man with different faces but each called the Doctor flooded his mind the name Master being repeated over and over and over like a chant, when the memory stopped the Doctor was back over on the sofa and Barbra was sat next to him and Henry in his own armchair, while Harry shook from the shock slightly.

"Harry are you alright?"

He remained silent, he looked over at the Doctor.

"Can you explain to them, I'm not sure..."

"I'll explain, don't strain yourself, if your memory returned fully all in one go your mind could be damaged from the shock."

The Doctor turned to the Wilson's.

"Where do you want to start?"

"What is he?" Henry asked

"He's a Time Lord, we were a society of pompous stuck up bookworms who enforce rules and regulations; however there was a war and our home planet was destroyed, we're the only two that's left."

Barbra put her hand over her mouth and gasped.

"Oh, that's terrible, I'm so sorry."

"What's his name?" Henry asked looking at the Time Lord sat in the chair opposite him, the one he had taken into his home.

"I understand he asked you to name him and you chose to call him Harry, well...his real name is the Master. We went to school together; I suppose you could say that I gave him his name."

"The Master...why?"

"Because that's what he wanted to do, destroy, become the Master of everything in the Universe. He never does manage to succeed, I'm always there to stop him, it's like a game to us."

"And who are you?" Barbra asked once again.

"I am the Doctor, once upon a time we were like brothers, we grew up together."

Henry looked at the Master and stood up, his face was stern.

"Get out."

"Henry! Have you no manners?"

"He's dangerous, you heard the Doctor, he wants to destroy planets, that means killing people, I told you he was dangerous, I don't want him in my house, now get out or I'll shoot you."

The Master got up, stopped to look at the Doctor and then left the house.

The Doctor felt bad, he didn't realise that they didn't know all this, he didn't think the Master's memory was that damaged, he should have guessed, falling out of the Time Vortex could wipe memory he should have known better, he stood up.

"I better go after him, it was nice meeting you both."

"He can come back to visit, can't he Henry?"

"I don't want him in my home or near you. So no."

"Henry, he didn't hurt us, he helped us."

"Yes he did and in return we got his memory back, now he doesn't need to be here anymore."

"What do you mean we?"

"Barbra I've met the Doctor before, back when I worked for UNIT, I'm the one who called him and gave him the excuse to come around. I told him that someone claiming to be an alien had fallen from the sky and asked him to come and look, if I'd known it was the Master I would have shot him when I first set eyes on him."

Barbra stood up and looked at the Doctor and then to her husband.

"How could you? We treated him like our own, how can you have such hatred for him, he's sick, have you no heart?"

"You have no idea what he's capable of. UNIT tried for years to capture him and we'd always failed, he has tried to destroy this planet dozens of times, I should have known better, never should have I let him inside this house. I have no one but myself to blame for this I suppose, I should have known when you told me he has two hearts, I should have guessed."

"He doesn't remember anything Henry, you know I had no idea you could be so cruel."

She started sobbing and went upstairs to their bedroom to cry, the Doctor nodded to Henry who nodded back, the Doctor left the house and found the Master walking up the road on his own, he decided that leaving him alone would be the worst thing he could do so he followed him cautiously.