Patience: Chapter 4
The Doctor woke groggily from is uneasy sleep, the Master's head was still resting on his shoulder and his arms still wrapped around the Doctor's waist. The Doctor sighed and looked round the TARDIS. The doors had closed themselves, hiding from view the damaged remains of Gallifrey, although the images of his past still flashed through his memory, the Doctor easily managed to block them. He raised his arms slightly, looking sadly at the manicals which imprisoned his hands. The Master stirred slightly but was awoken by the Doctor's small movement. The Doctor rested his head against the cool metal bar of the TARDIS' railings, slowly allowing for the events of the day before to return into his conscious thoughts. His eyes were closed gently before the Master's voice broke his thoughts.
"Did you enjoy yesterday's show?" The Master jumped up, completely ignoring what had occurred since arriving just outside of Gallifrey. The Master was now stood beside the control panel, setting the co-ordinates for yet another unknown destination before turning back to look at the Doctor, his face had returned to its usual dark stare.
"Not really," the Doctor mumbled, fiddling slightly with the manicals. Looking down, the Doctor noticed that a pair of manicals had also appeared holding down his feet. The Master grinned.
"I added those while you were still asleep," the Master's voice sounded ecstatic. "I didn't want you to move while today's events unfolded."
The Doctor gazed uncertainly at the Master, not liking the manical laugh which seemed to edge each of the Master's words.
"So where are we going today?" The Doctor tried to sound as casual as possible, trying to distract the Master from the train of thoughts he was currently.
"And why would you want to know that?" The Master replied, his voice was suddenly harsh. The Doctor shrugged in reply, the leather collar around his neck rubbing against his already sore neck. The Doctor tried to hide the wince which accompanied the shrug but the Master's sharp eyes caught every movement and sound.
"Hurts, doesn't it?" The Master gave a bitter laugh as he spoke this allowed. "Now you understand the pain I went through, especially when the Time Lords trapped me this way. That's how I got this idea for keeping you here."
The Master walked slowly around the control panel, picking something up which was out of the Doctor's line of sight. The Master walked back into view holding a long, thin peace of leather. He grinned his evil grin before continuing to speak.
"You don't know how long I've been waiting to do this, Doctor," the Master continued, distracted for a moment from the whip in his hand. "For many years I have constantly watched you travel in time and space. Gradually falling more in love with you. Gradually hating myself more and more for loving you. Hating you for making me feel so weak. Allowing myself to give in to this weak emotion. I've seen how it's affected you Doctor, and now its time for me to get my revenge."
A loud crack spread through the TARDIS, and all went black.