Note: I see a bunch of people on here have used the surname Cole for Lucy's maiden name. I haven't been able to find that as a 'canon' name, so I'll stick with the one I came up with previously unless someone can provide me with evidence :) Thanks for reading!

Chapter Four

Conqueror

Harry and Lucy left the control room and stood outside the door. Harry laughed quietly to himself.

"Oh, Doctor, you've done everything wrong this time," he muttered.

"OK, Harry," said Lucy. "I want some answers. Now. I think I'm entitled to them, don't you think?"
"Oh? Why?"

"Well, you dragged me out of my world, out of my time, to a refugee camp where apparently it's so bad that they're trying to escape to some nebulous utopia."

"You agreed to come. I don't owe you anything, Ms. Redward. But ask anyway. I might just answer your questions."
"Well, then, first of all: why do you keep talking to a doctor that I can't see? Are you talking to yourself?"
"Oh, good gracious, no!" Harry looked offended. "Myself, indeed. No, the Doctor is my worst enemy. The Tardis is actually his; I stole it from him. I'm not exactly talking to him. Well, I am, but he can't hear me. You would have to understand quite a lot of history to understand, but basically... well, let's start from a beginning point that isn't too far away."

He led her down a corridor and into a place where benches were ranged along the wall. "Sit. This might take a while."

"Alright, basically, I'm a genius."

"But you told the Professor you couldn't help him."

"I lied. Duh! Which brings us to another point: I am Professor Yana. Now, hold that look, Lucy. Stop acting like I'm insane. Well, all right, maybe I am. But I am totally serious. That's me: the past me."
"But you look completely different. You're younger, you're... different."

"I'm a Timelord. That means I live for a very long time, and I can change if I'm about to die. Which I did very recently. It also means I am extremely powerful, especially with a Tardis in my hands."

Lucy laughed nervously. "So, should that worry me?"

"Oh, yes, Lucy. It should worry you a great deal. It should worry you enough to keep you from interfering."

"So, the Doctor. Why is he called that?"

"Who knows? I guess he liked the sound of it: the man who makes people better. He's forever running about the universe, pretending to save everyone and everything. But at the end of the day, running is all he ever does. He's a coward; he can't bear to look back and see the consequences of what he's done. We're both Timelords, but he seems to forget the 'lord' part. That's what makes him and me so very different: I am the Master. I rule and I conquer." He looked very hard at her. "And you are going to be at my side when the universe is mine."

Lucy paled. She couldn't seem to look away from those hypnotic eyes. "Why... why me?"

"Just because I can. I could have anyone in the whole universe as my wife, and here you are."

"Your... w-wife?" she stammered.

"You humans are so blasted thick!" Harry leaned forward and kissed her hard. "Yes, my wife. Lucy Saxon. Has a nice ring to it, don't you think? Get it, ring? As in, engagement ring? Wedding ring?"

She pulled away from him. "I don't think so."

"I do think so, Lucy my dear." He put his hand in his pocket and brought out a ring. "I bought it earlier this afternoon several billion years ago. As soon as we get back we'll have a wedding."

"You've got to be kidding me." Lucy's heart raced and she felt sick. How had she ever gotten herself into this?

"Remember what I said," Harry continued. "Don't interfere. That also means, do what I say. Hold out your hand."

He slid the ring onto her finger and kissed her again.

And in that moment, Lucy Redward was really and truly afraid.

A/N
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