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A/N: If you think about it, the times work. The Master was already set by the time of Runaway Bride, as he was the one that ordered the shooting down of the Racnoss ship. This of course was directly after the Doctor said goodbye to Rose. Now I know some time had passed between Canary Wharf and Bad Wolf Bay, but I don't think that much. It works, I tell you!

Title: Jackie Meets the Master
Genre: General
Summary: The Master materializes the Doctor's TARDIS in the courtyard of a certain council estate on a particular day.
Pairing: Blatant 10Rose (more blatant than the first)

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The Master of course knew that the Doctor would stick the controls of the TARDIS. And he wasn't wrong. But he would be damned if he was just going to give up so easily.

"Come on, faster FASTER FASTER!"

The TARDIS, naturally, was reluctant to agree. However, at heart, she was just a machine and so could be made to do things she otherwise would not do. She landed, albeit very roughly.

The Master walked out into the London sunshine and looked around. He seemed to be in some sort of concrete courtyard, early 21st century. Up on a balcony he saw a blond woman looking down at him. "Hello!" he called up. "You wouldn't happen to know the date, would you?"

"You're not the Doctor, are you?" It was a statement, not a question.

"No I'm not."

"You've got his TARDIS though."

The Master could sense distrust coming from the woman. "No, they just look alike."

"All TARDIS's look like a 1950's police box?"

The Master shook his head. "No. But while his chameleon circuit broke, I think my TARDIS refuses to change out of pure stubbornness."

"So you know the Doctor?"

Dear Rassilion this woman was nosy. Although, it wouldn't hurt to know how she and the Doctor fit. "We're old pals, we go back a long way. How do you know him?"

"He's currently giving my daughter a tour of time and space. And, though they refuse to admit it, sleeping with her."

The Master could already think of five billion ways to Gallifrey he could use that information.

"Who are you anyway?"

"Oh, me? I'm the Master." The Master's sensitive hearing picked up on a muttered "bloody aliens". "Who are you?"

"Jackie Tyler. Should I tell the Doctor you were here?"

He shook his head. "Nah. I want it to be a bit of a surprise, me existing and all."

Jackie nodded. "Yeah. I suppose that'd cheer him up a bit."

"Well, I've got to be going now."

"Bye. Maybe I'll see you around some day."

"Maybe." As he said that, the Master stepped back into the TARDIS.

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"And this is made of… what is it again Doctor?"

"Bezulium."

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As the Master read the list of the dead for the Battle of Canary Wharf, he contemplated going easy on the Doctor this time. Just a little.

Nah.

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Mwahahah!