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A/N Thank you for the amazing response to the story and the last chapter. We are already close to 100 reviews. You guys are fantastic!

As promised, here is Part 2 of "The Time World". To refresh memories, Flavia was named the President by the Doctor in 'The Five Doctors'. That's all, onto the chapter now.

You'll also see the second companion of the Doctor's along with Leela. I apologise for the slight tweaking of protocol; it was essential to the story.

Happy Reading!

The Time World: The President's Request

Previously

They heard footsteps behind them and they both turned around to see a woman walk over to them. She couldn't have been more than thirty and had long brown hair and startling blue eyes that fell on the Doctor. "I got word that you were here. I would not have believed it if I hadn't seen you," she said.

The Doctor stood up and beamed at her. "Oh, hello again," he said pleasantly. He looked at Rose who looked a bit confused. "Rose, I would like you to meet an old friend of mine. This is Leela."

Rose smiled tentatively at Leela who beamed back at her. "Welcome to Gallifrey, Rose," she said warmly. "Is this your first time here?"

Rose nodded. "Yeah, I just started travelling with him," she offered.

"Well then, you must come to the Citadel," Leela said.

"No, no, Leela," the Doctor said immediately. "We must be going back, I'm afraid," he said hastily.

Leela rolled her eyes. "The President will need to see you, Doctor, you know that. Besides, I haven't seen you in years. Please," she said.

The Doctor sighed. "Oh, alright," he conceded. "Where's Andred?"

"On an errand for the President. He won't be back until tomorrow," Leela said as she began to lead them towards the Citadel.

Rose followed them quietly, wondering who Andred was and why the President wanted to see the Doctor. Were they in trouble because of their interfering on Lorena?

They arrived at a lavishly decorated villa within the Citadel and Leela led them to a wide sitting room. A tin dog rolled forward and stopped at the Doctor's feet. "Doctor master," it greeted.

"K-9!" the Doctor grinned in delight. "How have you been, old friend?"

"Very well, Master," the dog answered in a mechanical voice.

Leela chuckled at the look of surprise on Rose's face. "That's K-9," she explained. "He belonged to the Doctor once. He was the one who located you."

"He's a bit disco," Rose said honestly.

The Doctor chuckled and Leela looked confused. "Disco...?" she asked.

"Disco, mistress," K-9 piped up. "Is a genre of dance music from Earth in the 1970s," he said.

Leela nodded, still looking a bit confused as to how a type of dance and K-9 were alike. She shook her head. "K-9, send the President a message that the Doctor is here."

"Affirmative, mistress," K-9 said. "Master Andred has sent a message, mistress."

"I'll check it later," Leela said.

"Who's Andred?" Rose asked the Doctor curiously.

"Andred is Leela's husband," the Doctor answered. "Leela settled down on Gallifrey when she met him."

Rose nodded again, a thousand more questions on her mind. She sat down next to the Doctor, who seemed to sense her nervousness and was holding her hand, rubbing small circles on it. It seemed like an unconscious action, one that made Leela raise her eyebrows in surprise.

"So, she is sending people out on errands?" the Doctor inquired lightly.

Leela rolled her eyes, a smile tugging at her lips. "Everyone says that she is doing quite well as the President. She had trouble initially, of course. She was not happy with you," she said.

The Doctor looked slightly abashed. "Yes, well, I suppose it all worked out for the best. I always knew she would be a great President."

"And that wouldn't be why you passed up yet another opportunity to be President, did you?" Leela asked slyly, her voice mischievous.

"You were President?" Rose asked him, her eyes wide.

"President Elect," he corrected. "I always made sure to delegate my authority."

"What he means is that he took off running any time he was offered the position of the President," Leela told Rose conspiratorially and Rose giggled.

The Doctor pretended to be offended but smiled in amusement nonetheless. "Leela, it was lovely seeing you but Rose and I must leave. Please make sure that the President knows that I will drop in to see her some other time."

"Well, now, Doctor," a new voice said. Leela, Rose and the Doctor turned around to see a middle-aged woman with blonde hair and deep green eyes, standing in the doorway of the villa. "Not going away already, are you?" she asked with an amused smirk.

The Doctor plastered a smile on his face and gave a short bow. "Wouldn't dream of it, Madam President," he said pleasantly. He looked at Rose. "Rose Tyler, may I present the President of the High Council of Time Lords, Lady Flavia."

Lady Flavia gave a customary nod towards Rose and then turned to the Doctor. "There is some business that I wish to discuss with you, Doctor. If you would follow me to my chambers," she said. Her voice wasn't a request, it was an order.

The Doctor wondered if he should protest but then nodded shortly. He turned to Leela. "Can you please look after Rose while I meet with the President?" he asked her.

"Yes, Doctor," Leela answered.

Rose wanted to protest but Leela placed a hand on her arm and shook her head slightly. Lady Flavia nodded imperiously and turned around and left. Her guards and the Doctor followed her.

"What was all that about?" Rose asked Leela.

"Time Lords," Leela rolled her eyes. "Pretentious people if I ever saw them."

"What'd you mean?" Rose asked in confusion. "Aren't you...?"

"Me?" Leela asked incredulously. "I am as human as you are," she said. "You are human, aren't you?" she asked as an afterthought.

"Yeah, I'm human," Rose nodded. "From Earth. And you?"

"I was a warrior of the Sevateem tribe," Leela said as the two women sat down again. "I met the Doctor when he landed on our planet and I left with him to travel."

"And your husband?" Rose asked curiously.

"Andred is a Time Lord. Those guards that you just saw with the President? Those are Chancellery Guards and Andred is a Commander," she explained. "I met him when the Doctor and I came to Gallifrey. That was a long time ago."

"You don't seem that old," Rose observed.

Leela gave a wry smile. "I'm almost 300 years old, Rose," she said.

Rose stared at her. "Seriously?"

Leela nodded. "Living around Time Lords often changes physiology and aging patterns," she said. She didn't mention that she would start aging rapidly the minute she left Gallifrey.

Rose nodded, still a bit stunned. "Is the Doctor really old as well?" she asked her curiously. He did seem old in the way that he talked but he looked young enough.

"Oh the Doctor has to be over 900 years now. He was well over 700 when I met him," Leela said. "But his body is younger this time around."

"Sorry, what?" Rose asked, almost missing the last part through the revelation of the Doctor's age.

"His regeneration," Leela said as if it should mean something. When Rose looked clueless, she sighed in exasperation. "He hasn't told you about regeneration? Typical," she muttered.

"What is it?" Rose asked.

"Well..." Leela began.

"I assume there is a reason for this impromptu meeting, Madam President?" the Doctor asked as he was led into her chambers.

Lady Flavia sat down at her table and then dismissed the guards with a nod. "Have a seat, Doctor," she said, sounding tired.

He took a seat and appraised her tired appearance critically. "Are you approaching regeneration soon, my lady?" he asked her in concern.

She gave a tired smile and nodded. "Yes, but that is not the matter at hand," she said. "Recently, there have been three attempts on my life."

The Doctor was shocked. "An attack on the President? Surely the culprit must have been caught," he said.

"Unfortunately Doctor, they haven't been caught," she said. "All three times the attempts were lethal and designed to fully kill me. The first time, a Raston warrior robot was unleashed into my quarters. The second, an aspirin-laced meal and the third, an attempt at trapping me into a disintegration chamber."

The Doctor was getting increasingly angry as the list went on. "But your guard...?"

She smiled wryly. "They were either too late, too slow or conveniently absent," she said.

"You suspect a conspiracy," he said, his eyes calculating.

"Yes, I do," she said. "I would be foolish to exclude that possibility, especially when it is the likeliest one."

"Whom do you trust?" he asked.

"At the moment, no one," she said. "You do remember Doctor that I was named President only because you put me in charge instead of yourself?"

The Doctor looked abashed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Lady Flavia..."

"You do not have to apologise, Doctor," she waved away. "When the Council realised that you wouldn't be returning to Gallifrey in the foreseeable future, they held re-elections and I was officially voted into the office," she said.

"Then why would there be a conspiracy against a voted President?" the Doctor wondered. "Who were your contenders?"

"There weren't any," Flavia said. "I was the only candidate and I had the support of the Inquisitor who supervised your trial."

"Ah yes," he nodded. "How is Lady Darkel?"

"Fine," Flavia nodded. "She is busy overseeing trials at the moment."

The Doctor nodded and stroked his chin in thought. "Why have you brought me here?" he asked. "Surely you don't suspect me?"

"Of course not, Doctor," Flavia said. "I needed an unbiased investigator. One I can trust." She leaned in. "This is to be my final term of Presidency and I plan on seeing it through before I retire. I refuse to be driven out by power-hungry politicians."

"I understand, Lady Flavia," the Doctor said. He sighed and nodded. "Very well, I shall investigate and see what I can find."

She nodded gratefully. "You have to be very discreet, Doctor," she said.

"I understand," he nodded and stood up. "Take care, my lady."

"So, let me get this straight," Rose said. "He changes his face and personality and everything?" Her head was spinning.

Leela nodded. "I was shocked when I heard too. But Andred has regenerated once since we had met and the changes aren't usually too bad," she explained.

Rose nodded, a bit placated. "What else changes?" she asked her.

"Tastes in clothes, food, favourite hobbies," she listed. "Little things, I suppose."

Rose had another thought. "So, what was the Doctor like when you met him?"

Leela smiled. "He was very tall, older-looking than what he is now and he had this scarf..."

"Doctor," the Castellan on duty greeted him with a cold nod. "Your presence on Gallifrey is a surprise."

"And not a pleasant one either, eh Castellan?" the Doctor asked, sounding as cheerful as he could. He really did wish Castellan Spandrell was on duty.

The Castellan almost glared at him in disgust but instead nodded coolly. "My guards have told me that you have one of your...humans on Gallifrey again," he said, almost spitting out the word.

"Yes that is correct. Word travels fast," the Doctor said but offered nothing else. The Castellan could jump off the mountain of Great Endeavour if he wanted, the Doctor didn't care.

"Keep it in line," the Castellan almost hissed. "We don't require one of your aliens upsetting order on Gallifrey again."

The Doctor resisted the urge to snap and nodded back. "I'll let you get back to your duties, Castellan," he said.

The Castellan threw him a final look of disgust and then stalked off. The Doctor watched him go with a sigh. Without the cooperation of the Castellan, this investigation was going to get harder by the minute.

"That long a scarf?" Rose asked in excitement as she and Leela giggled.

"Yes, yes," Leela nodded. "It was a wonder he never managed to strangle himself with it. But it did help us out a lot of times."

The two of them burst into a fresh pair of giggles. They were interrupted when the communicator on Leela's wrist pinged again. Leela stopped laughing and pressed the switch. "Yes?" she asked.

"It was as we thought," the woman on the other end said. "The President has asked the Doctor to help."

"I knew she would," Leela said smugly. "Have you seen the Doctor yet?"

"No, but I am looking for him. How soon can you get here?"

Rose looked on curiously as Leela continued to talk with this mystery woman. Leela met her eyes and smiled in assurance. "I have a friend of the Doctor's with me. The two of us will see you soon."

"Alright," the woman agreed. There was a small pause. "Is that friend a certain Ms. Rose Tyler, by any chance?"

Both Leela and Rose looked equally shocked at the communicator. And was Rose right when she heard an almost hopeful hesitance in that woman's voice?

"Yes, it is," Leela said, slowly. "How did you...?"

"Never mind," the voice was cheerful again. "I will explain later."

The Doctor walked down the corridors of the Capitol, moving towards the archive sections. He needed to know more about the incidents before he could determine who was involved. So lost he was in his thought, that he jumped out of his skin when a door to his left opened and a hand pulled him inside.

He stared in shock at the person who had pulled him in. "Romana?"

A/N End of Part 2. Thank you for reading.

So? How was it? We had Leela and Rose bonding and there is something rotten in the kingdom of Gallifrey. We also have Romana. Fantastic recipe for fun and disaster!

Let me know what you thought of it. The chapter raised a few questions but they will be answered. Patience, Patience.

A few old Time Lord names were thrown in. Castellan Spandrell helped the Doctor in 'The Deadly Assassin', Darkel was the Inquisitor during 'Trial of a Time Lord', Andred is Leela's husband and we saw him in 'Invasion of Time'.

Also, Rose found out about regeneration and the Doctor's age. She's gonna have questions for the Doctor, believe you me.

Did Leela seem too OOC? I wrote her a little differently but I figured she would have grown up a bit, being so old and being surrounded by Time Lords. Leela's speech is a subject of controversy in the Doctor Who world and this is my interpretation of what Leela would sound like after all those years. But don't worry, she still carries the knife and Janis thorns.

Part 3 will be up on Thursday. See you then!

~ Phoenix