The Master's POV:

The man who punched me is strong, and he's currently in the process of trying to rip my head off my shoulders. Where the hell is the Doctor when you need him?

I twist in the death grip the man has on my neck, dislodging him enough so he has to take one hand away from me. That's when I throw a punch of my own. Even if I do say so myself, I got quite proficient in fighting when I was on the Valliant. Sure, very few of the humans could actually fight back, but I still learned where to land my punches to inflict the maximum amount of pain.

There's not a lot of the man I can reach, seeing as he's behind me, but I manage to make contact with a nerve cluster behind his rib cage. The shot doesn't hold as much power as I'd like, and the man only ends up being winded.

But it's still enough for me to rip his remaining hand off my neck, and shove him backwards. I stumble away, massaging my neck. Humans are bloody annoying!

I hear a growl from behind me, and turn to see the man throwing himself at me again. Never mind annoying, I think, they're resilient as well.

I had punched the nerve cluster in his right side, and I notice the slightly slower movements of his right arm. I grin.

Blocking a left hook, I duck under his right fist, and head butt him in the stomach. He lurches away from me, tripping over his own feet, which is extremely amusing. He lands hard on his back and I give him a little wave.

"You gonna lie on your back all day?" I give him a cocky grin.

He growls again, reaching into his trouser pocket, and pulling out a knife. It gleams in the light, showing a viscous serrated edge. Why couldn't I keep my big mouth shut, I think, as he lunges at me again?

Stupidly, though I'm beginning to think this is "clever" for humankind, he thrusts the knife forward with his weak right hand, which I easily dodge. He's still only half way up, so I give him a swift kick, which crashes into the side of his head. He falls with a grunt.

Looking round for a weapon, all I can see if the discarded fake gun, lying across the room. Only problem with this though, is that I'll need to come into range of the second man. He still looks unconscious, but you can never really tell, can you?

The other man is getting slowly to his feet, so I guess I don't have much choice. I dart across the room, picking up the gun, and getting away from the unconscious man as fast as possible. He doesn't move though.

The other man laughs. "What are you? Stupid? You know that doesn't work."

My ego bristles. How dare this human insult my intelligence! "I know it doesn't work," I say in a deeply patronizing voice. He scowls. "What I also know… is that this thing's damn heavy."

Throwing the fake gun is harder this time, mostly because the idiot human sees what I'm about to do and dives for cover, so I have to change the direction of my throw at the last second. Still, it only glances off his shoulder, and he rolls to his feet easily, copying my patronising voice. "Want to try again?"

"Stupid ape!" I spit.

He starts forward again, slowly moving across the room. He knows there's nowhere I can run, that there's nothing else left to fight him off with. He thinks he's got me well and truly cornered. "You want to beg for your life now?" He leers at me.

"Nah." I study my fingernails, before pausing and looking up at him. "Do you?"

He snarls again and springs across the room, slashing at me wildly. I duck the first thrust, parry the second, but the third catches me in the upper arm, throwing a spray of blood into the air.

I jump forward slightly, wrong footing him. He expected me to keep backing up. I knock his knife hand out of the way, holding it down while I drive upwards with my free hand. My hand, palm first, connects sharply with the bottom of his nose. My Time Lord hearing even manages to pick up the bone as it splinters.

The man cries out, dropping his knife and falling backwards, hands over his nose.

I grin at him, my smile full of malevolence. "I broke your nose," I state simply. "Right now pieces of your nasal bone are moving into your frontal lobe." I pause. The man is staring at me, terrified. "You, my human, are going to die." I smile again, showing my teeth. "Unless, of course..." I pick up his discarded knife. "You want me to make it quick?"

"Who is he?"

Owen jumped, glancing up guilty to see Ianto standing at the bottom of the med bay stairs. "Who?"

Ianto sighs, coming to sit next to him on the floor. "Who'd you think?"

Owen shrugs. Ianto isn't about to run tell Jack, is he? "It says here he used to work for UNIT back in the 70s. His name is… Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart. He returned to UNIT a few months ago."

"What's so special about him then," Ianto asked.

"This." Owen showed Ianto the screen. "During the 70s he was the man handing in the reports about UNIT's scientific advisor. Called him 'the Doctor'."

Ianto's eyebrows rose. "You think it's the Doctor Jack's always talking about."

"Pretty sure… seeing as the reports are so bloody vague… and here." Owen pointed. "You remember reading those reports about the chemicals in the water in May, 1974?"

"Uhuh." Ianto nodded. "It was a cover up."

Owen gave Ianto a funny look. "Course it was. That's not the point. Look… this Brigadier guy's report states that UNIT's scientific advisor, i.e. the Doctor, managed to find the source of the bad water. It says here that it was a member of UNIT gone bad. But…" A few more clicks on the keyboard. "This is the only file I could gain access to that was meant for the government and not the UNIT higher-ups. It states that the bad member of UNIT was actually making these monsters appear. That it wasn't a trick or anything. And that "the Doctor" managed to stop him and discover why these dinosaur things were appearing."

"What does that tell us then?"

Owen rolled his eyes. "That this Brigadier fellow has or had some connection to the guy our fearless leader probably ran off with. So… we talk to him, find out about the Doctor, and maybe more about Jack."

Ianto nodded. "Is there anything more?"

"A whole lot from reports meant for the UNIT staff and everything, but everything's very military-simple. They hardly mention the Doctor at all."

"Have you checked the staff pay-roll?" Ianto asked suddenly.

"No." Owen blinked. "Why would I do that?"

Ianto sighed, sliding the laptop off Owen's lap and onto his own. "Well, if this "Doctor" worked for UNIT then they had to pay him, didn't they?"

Owen was cross he hadn't thought of this first, so pitched in. "Yeah, and you can check what he spent it on as well. UNIT are meticulous about those kinds of reports."

The next few minutes were spent with Ianto tapping on the keys, chewing on his bottom lip, and Owen, trying to get the laptop back.

"Here," Ianto said suddenly. "Look… heh!"

Owen tipped the laptop towards him. "But… that's just a load of machinery." He looked downcast. "We need Tosh."

The Doctor's POV:

I get bumped against the floor for… what? It's got to be getting into the hundreds by now. My back hurts. I've tried to lever myself out of the wolf's grip, but all it does is tighten its hold, and off we go down another corridor.

I keep hoping the Master will come barrelling out of one of the doors we're still passing, and stop the thing, getting me free. But I know that's not gonna happen. I doubt it would happen if the person I was travelling with cared about me, never mind how the Master views me.

The wolf turns suddenly, moving round a corner which I crash into. Let me correct my previous statement. My back doesn't hurt. Everything hurts!

The wolf suddenly stops. I can't stop my momentum and therefore crash into its back. It doesn't even register me though. Instead, it raises its head to the ceiling, sniffing, before releasing its hold on me.

I look up, after checking nothing's broken, and find it staring at me. It seems to be hesitant. "What?" I ask.

It lifts one of its paws. I flinch backwards, but it merely places it gently on my chest. I stare at it warily. It puts its head on one side, and withdraws its paw.

It opens it mouth, panting slightly from the run, and… "Muda'Melaen?"

I gasp, my eyes becoming wide. "What?"

It blinks. "Muda'Melaen?"

I find I can't control my breathing. Why is this… wolf saying those words? "What did you say?" I manage to choke out.

It places a paw on my chest again. "Muda'Melaen?"

Author's Note: The mention of dinosaurs appearing, in Ianto and Owen's conversation, is a reference to the 3rd Doctor's story, "Invasion of the Dinosaurs". It was set in the early 1970s, when the Doctor was stranded on Earth, and involved a member of UNIT called Captain Yates, going bad, and making these dinosaurs come forward in time, and appear in London.

And can I ask those readers who knows what "Muda'Melaen" means, please don't leave the definition in a review? This is in case there are some readers who don't know what it means, as the suspense will be much better served if they don't know what it means. Thanks!