"Rose River" AU
'Shattered'
Chapter Seven
- More Bad News -


Coming into Jack's office, Jenny found him sitting back in his chair with his hands over his eyes. "What's the matter?"

Looking at her, he glanced at the monitor without saying anything. Coming around the desk, Jenny read what was on the screen. "Isn't that…"

"Yes," Jack said quietly. "I've got an alert set up for any of their names popping up in the police computer records. According to this, he was kidnapped this afternoon."

She grabbed his hand. "Come on. We need to tell dad." Pulling him out of his chair, she ran them down the stairs and into the TARDIS.


Meeting each other in the basement, the woman formally known as 'Addams' motioned for the man formally known as 'Rossiter' to follow her. Coming into the back room in the corner of the basement, she flipped something that looked like a light switch.

The Master's double jerked back when the floor opened to reveal a stair. "Never knew that was there."

"You weren't supposed to," the Rani's double stated. "Even her supposed parents didn't know about this."

Leading him down, the Rani's double hit an actual light switch at the bottom of the stair. Glancing at her, the Master's double commented, "I do hope there isn't a dinosaur down here."

Laughing at that, she looked at him and grinned. "Oh of course not, silly boy." Walking over to the far wall, she pressed her fingertips into three separate places. Part of the wall moved back three inches, then slid to the side.

Peering inside, the Master's double saw a reddish reflective pyramid. "Spectacular!" he shouted with a manic grin on his face.

"Don't get too excited," she chastised. "He can't fly."

"What?" he looked at her in alarm. "Why the hell not? That would solve everything!"

Staring at the Rani's TARDIS, she looked haunted. "The De-mat gun wasn't very forgiving. I still can't believe Rassilon renamed the blasted thing 'The Moment'. Completely destroyed all of his Zeiton-7. Was lucky to land here at all. Honestly, it's a wonder he didn't explode."

Taking her hand, he brought her up short. "Hold on. Rassilon?"

Snorting petulantly, she glared at him. "Well, of course you wouldn't know. You left before the council resurrected him."

"They did what?" he shouted. "Why in the cosmos did they do that?"

"Apparently, they were dissatisfied with President Romanadvoratrelundar's handling of the war," she explained as she keyed open the TARDIS. "Besides, they brought you back, didn't they? Enough of that. Come with me. There should be something in here to let the two of them function."

"Dampeners?" he asked, following her into the grey and blackened console room. "Blimey. Seeing that reverse shadow on the wall, I can only assume that's what made her regenerate."

"Obvious, isn't it?" she grumbled. "Extremely painful too. Are you going to witter on all day?"

"Charming as ever," he sneered. "After you."

Pulling a small torch out of her pocket, she flicked it on and went into the darkened corridors. They walked in relative silence, their footfalls the only noise. The unnatural quiet of the TARDIS was unnerving to the both of them. Only pausing once, she led him into a storage room. "Here," she said, handing him another torch.

"What is it we're looking for?" he asked, flicking the torch on.

"You already said," she sighed. "Telepathic dampeners."

"The model, I meant," he groused.

"Oh," she said a bit sheepishly. "Black Market Marizipani Mark V's."

"Nasty," he commented.

Nodding, she had to agree. "True, but we should be able to dial them back enough to where they're coherent."

"Aha!" he crooned, holding up a strange looking headpiece. Tossing it to her, he pulled another one off the shelf.

"Excellent." Taking the wiry headpiece, she grinned. "Right. Now, let's get to the workshop to modify these."


A little over two hours later, the doubles went to their respective originals. While it took a bit to get them settled enough, once the headpieces were in place they seemed to focus. Some adjustments later, and the originals were coherent enough to function.

Storming into the room where the Master was, the Rani thundered, "This is Your Fault!"

"Stop blaming me for everything!" he countered, standing up. His double backed out of the way while they had at it. "You didn't even believe it was real!"

"And now you infected me with it!" she went up to him and slapped his face. "Bastard!"

Glaring at her, the Master slapped her just as hard. Huffing at each other for a few seconds, they came together in a gnashing snog.

Grunting his disgust, the Master's double left the room and ran into the Rani's double. "They're either going to kill each other, or shag each other to death."

"Same thing in the end," she answered, just as annoyed.

Just then their radios squawked. 'Mr. Tetramers?'

Pulling it off of his belt, the Master's double answered. "Yes?"

'We have him.'

"Good work. We'll be right there." Looking back into the room, he cleared his throat. "If you two are quite done, your 'guest' has arrived, Master."

Chuckling, he broke their snog. "Good."

"What are you up to?" the Rani asked him.

Grinning evilly, the Master kissed her again. "Bait." Turning to the doubles, he ordered, "Shimmers on. You're going to love this."


Coming into the main sitting room at the ground level of the mansion, the Rani was confused when she saw two of her black suited guards flanking a somewhat rotund male sitting in a chair with a bag over his head. Looking over at her bondsmate, she raised her brow when she saw the grin on his face.

Shimmers on, 'Rossiter' and 'Addams' followed them into the room. He was grinning just as evilly as the Master, while she looked curious.

Stepping up to the captive, the Master flicked his finger up. The guard on the left grabbed the bag and pulled it off.

"Oi, it's You!" Wilfred Mott shouted up at the Master. Struggling with his hands tied behind his back, he was literally fit to be tied. "Bad enough you got me dreaming about you laughing your arse off. What the hell do you want? This is illegal! I'll have your guts for garters!"

Smiling at the implications of what he just said, the Master bent down to look him in the eye. "Just one thing, good sir." Pausing just enough to make the elderly fellow uncomfortable, he continued. "Just… one thing: The Doctor."

Eyes darting to the right, Wilf lied through his teeth. "The Doctor? Doctor who? If it's Dr. Ambergris, you can have him. Bastard keeps telling me to swear off potted ham."

Leaning back, the Master laughed. "Oh I like you. Don't worry. I wont make you tell me where he is. All you need to do is sit there. He'll come to me." Looking to the man on the left, he asked, "Were there any problems?"

"No sir," he said, lifting his visor. "There was a rather loud ginger headed woman with him, but she was no problem."

Struggling to stand up, Wilfred shouted. "Your bastards hit my Donna, you swine!"

The Master's amused look changed to a scowling glare. "You imbeciles! She's the one who travels with him!" Pulling a black rod out of his pocket, he pointed it at the man. The bulb on the end of it split open four ways and let out a screech. The man screamed loudly and appeared to vanish.

Eyes wide, Wilf looked to his right and saw a miniature version of the man on the floor. "W-what did you do to him?" he whispered.

Holding up the device, the Master smiled as he wiggled it back and forth. "Basically, I compressed him to death. Now shush." Looking at the remaining guard, he smiled. "Make him somewhat comfortable, but somewhere out of sight. Also, don't fuck up or you'll end up like your friend there."

Saluting smartly, the guard hauled Wilf to his feet and marched him out of the room.

"Idiots," 'Rossiter' complained. "Honestly, how hard is it to snatch two people instead of one? Even if they didn't know who she is, the fact that they left a witness…"

Rolling his neck, the Master agreed. "Tell me about it. How long before the bolt's recharged?"

"Twelve hours," 'Addams' replied.

"Good," the Rani blurted. "More help than we ever thought about, and no worrying over idiotic mistakes." Looking to the Master, she had to congratulate him for his ingenuity. "Taking one of the Doctor's friends? I assume he's not a companion, or did he travel with him when he was younger? Can't see him tending a tottering fool."

"Grandpa of the current one," he said, waving his hand dismissively. "I wrongly assumed that she was with him, instead of that mouthy git." Pausing, he tilted his head. "Could be where she gets it from though. I really wanted her."

Sliding an arm around him, the Rani quirked an eyebrow. "Should I be jealous?"

"Hardly," the Master snorted. "Seriously. He's the one that likes messing with human girls."

Raising her hands, 'Addams' threw a guff of noise. "Ugh! Fuck and get it over with, will you?"

"Oh shut up!" the Rani shouted.


Martha and the others turned to look at the TARDIS doors as they burst inward. Seeing Jenny and Jack, they instantly stopped their current conversation. "What's the matter?" John asked.

Looking at the Doctor, Jack was pensive. "You're not going to like this. I just got a flagged alert from Cheswick. Wilfred Mott's been taken. Donna was the one that called the police."

The Doctor fell back into the jump seat, but it was John that was thundering. "Oh, Hell No! No one messes with Gramps! No one!"