Times Change

AN: Thanks to animemonkey13 and Kie 1993 for your reviews on last chapter.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Doctor Who.

Chapter 10-

My head is foggy as I try to sit up. I'm used to waking up in a slightly damp room with dark walls and so the bright white of my TARDIS bedroom takes me by surprise as I blink, trying to adjust to the light. Hang on a minute.

TARDIS bedroom?

This is my room, on the TARDIS.

I look around. Yeah, definatly my room.

I pull the violet coloured sheets off of me and slide out of bed. The mirror opposite shows that I am still in my hoodie and leggings from the day before. I frown; so, the whole thing was a dream? My heart lifts at the thought; no Rakoli, no teleport, no Master, no stoning. A sigh of pure relief escapes my lips and I wander over to the desk in the corner of the room. I run my hand along the pale wood and smile contently. There's a small trinket box at the corner of the desk. I remember collecting it once on one of my travels. I pick it up and study it.

It is then that it hits me; there's no noise, no tell-tale sound of the TARDIS engines. I place the small box down; curious, and make my way towards the door. Something isn't right, I know it. I step forward and make to punch in my number for the door but before I have even typed in the first number, the door slides open. I shuffle backwards quickly at the sight of The Master. A slightly nervous looking blonde woman follows behind him. The door slides shut behind them. I hear it lock.

"Addie Q!" The Master spreads his arm out wide.

I have a feeling that he's going to keep calling me that.

"Harry," The woman holds his upper arm, "Is she safe?"

I scowl at her, of course I'm safe. What does she think I am?

"No." He says, "I'm not sure she is."

The Master smirks, enjoying the fact that I am seriously un-comfortable.

"Don't worry; we'll break her in soon enough."

Break me in?

"Oh," The Master smacks his forehead in an exaggerated motion, "I almost forgot. Have you seen the news?"

He speaks into a silver ear piece in his left ear—

"Bring it in."

I frown slightly in confusion before a young man, probably about my age, enters, pulling a trolley with a television on it.

"I only ask, because you're on it."

I'm not sure what he means by this but I know that it can't be good. The Master takes a remote from the man and dismisses him before taking a space on the dark sofa a few metres away. He grins at me and pats the space beside him, indicating that I should sit. I do so, rather hesitantly. The blonde woman stands behind him and winds an arm around his shoulders.

He presses 'play' on the remote and grins as a picture of himself flashes on the screen, standing in front of downing street.

I merely roll my eyes.

"My friends, I would like to explain to you all why today is a good day. Today," Pause for effect, "We found the missing link, the anomaly in the operation which surrounds the Jack Harkness murders. An accomplice of the man himself, Miss Adelaide Quinn."

An image of my face appears on screen.

"Now, I know that most of you watching will never have heard of her, but I can guarantee that one little village in the south of Cornwall knows different. I can also guarantee that those who kept her hidden will be punished."

My face suddenly pales at the sound of that sentence as a satisfied giggle comes from the blonde woman beside me. I don't bother looking at her.

"The point that I am trying to make, is this; you, my people, can rest assured, that the country is a safer place tonight."

The video stops and the screen goes black. It's all very dramatic. I stand up as The Master asks—

"So, what do you think?"

I say nothing.

"I personally like the charming smile at the end." He says to himself.

I still don't speak. He peels the blonde off of him and stands. He pulls an offended expression.

"You mean that I went through all of the trouble to get someone to drag this set up to your room and you have absolutely nothing to say."

He steps closer, "Nothing at all."

I give into his taunting—

"You said that the village would be punished?"

"Yes." He nods, the smile never leaving his face.

"You're going to kill them." A lump appears in my throat as I think of the massive amount of danger that I have placed others, my friends, in.

I can practically feel the blood on my hands.

He nods.

"Everyone?" I enquire, thinking about Amelie and Adele.

"Everyone." He confirms, almost whispering.

I can't stand any longer. I step backwards and lean on the wall for support, all the time unable to take my eyes off of the man in front of me.

"Why?" I manage to choke out.

"Hmmm," he pretends to think, "Because I can!" He states, almost gleeful.

"But you can't."

He stares at me, indulging in my grief before saying—

"My country, my rules. You see, I have to set an example, Addie Q." He smirks as I cringe.

He knows that I hate him calling me that. In fact, as I lean against the wall I realise that he knows so much about me, and I've only been here a night. I have no idea how he knows about everything. He just does.

And that scares me.

Okay, here's another chapter, my lovelies. A bit shorter than some others but I hope it suffices.

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