An awful act is perpetrated and hell will follow...
Jack stared at the Doctor a good few minutes before speaking. "You look well."
"Thanks," the Doctor replied, sounding none too enthusiastic.
Jack's gaze flicked to the babies.
"They've got your hair colour," he said casually.
"And their father's eyes," the Doctor said. "What are you doing here, Jack?"
Jack leant back. "Oh, just business."
The Doctor laughed humourlessly. "You never could lie to me and get away with it. Your here to try and persuade me to come with you."
Jack leant forward again. "Then come with me. You can't seriously want your children brought up by him."
Jack knew the second the words left his mouth that he'd made a mistake.
The Doctor's shoulders tensed and his eyes narrowed.
"He's their father, why wouldn't I?"
Jack knew he had to backtrack quickly, keep the Doctor here until the others could arrive, answering his signal.
"Of course not, may I?"
The Doctor shook his head and pulled the harness with the babies in closer. "I've nothing to say to you Jack," he said and stood up and started putting the harness over his shoulders.
Jack automatically went to help and the babies suddenly started crying.
The Doctor's eyes flashed golden. "Stay away, Harkness," he snarled and finished adjusting the harness.
"Go home Jack, look to your own. A storm is coming and you don't want to be swept away."
With that he was gone into the crowd and Jack didn't follow.
He stood staring after the Doctor...that was a threat, if he'd ever heard one. Not that he hadn't been threatened by the Doctor before...too many times in recent history.
But then he'd been out of his head and clearly insane, but this time he seemed rational and that chilled him to the bone.
This wasn't just him being protective of his children.
A wave of fear ran through him...had the Doctor gone dark side? He'd been wavering about taking the children, even more so, now that he'd seen them. But that warning steeled his resolve; he had to get him and those babies away from the Master.
"I'm sorry Doctor," he said and activated his com.
The Doctor took a few deep breaths as he walked away. The babies had reacted to Jack just as he had the first time he'd met him after Satellite Five...fear. He was frightened himself; if Jack was here, then others would be too.
The sooner he got back the ship, the better; he could hardly defend himself whilst he was carrying the babies.
He hurried as best as he could through the crowds, his shuttle was docked on the edge of the commercial district.
The babies were becoming fractious, picking up on his fear and concern, so he decided to cut down a side alley; that was a mistake.
He made it half-way when he heard footsteps behind him; he looked behind and saw someone he didn't recognise and then someone he recognised stepped into the alley ahead of him
He was trapped!
Jack walked slowly up the alley, not wanting to spook the Doctor anymore.
He hesitated when the Doctor snarled his name, but only for a second before advancing again.
"Make this easy, Doctor," he said calmly. "Come with me, I can find you somewhere to live with the babies."
The Doctor said something in his own language and by the tone of it Jack guessed it was profanity.
"Please...don't make me do this...just come with me."
The Doctor snarled out words again.
"Enough of this," Vesar's voice came from behind the Doctor and he stepped forward with his weapon drawn.
"Give us the babies...now!" he shouted.
The Doctor turned to face Vesar and he snarled. "As if."
"Don't think I won't hurt you," Vesar snarled back.
"Vesar, what are you doing? Jack said, carefully inching his way along the alley.
"Doing what you seem incapable of doing."
He clicked the safety off and said. "On your knees, Time Lord and take the harness off."
"No" the Doctor growled.
Vesar sneered and fired, the laser bolt just missing the Doctor's shoulder and Ashena.
"Vesar!" Jack cried but was stopped in his tracks by another laser bolt.
"The babies...now!"
The Doctor still on his knees turned and the look on his face told Jack everything...you're all dead.
He carefully undid the harness and carefully placed it on the ground.
"The babies, Captain Harkness," Vesar said.
Jack approached the harness and the Doctor let out a growl that sounded animalistic.
"I'm sorry," he said as he picked up the harness, which elicited another growl from the Doctor.
Vesar reached into a pocket and pulled out a canister and stepped closer to the Doctor and sprayed some of the contents in his face and he slumped to the floor. He put his weapon away and removed one of the babies who was squealing and handed it to Jack and picked up the other squealing baby.
Jack gave him an icy glare. "We are going to have words," he said and followed Vesar out of the alley and into the crowd.
The Master shivered suddenly and the feeling that something was very wrong washed over him like ice cold water.
You're getting paranoid he thought and shrugged it off and went back to fiddling with one of what the Doctor had called 'toys' which they were far from.
It hit him suddenly...a wave of fear from the Doctor and...the babies!
The tool he was using dropped from his hand and he flew down the corridors and was met on his way to the nursery by one of his personal guards and he knew before the guard had chance to speak what had happened.
"My Lord, the Lord Doctor and the children are gone."
He was now striding towards the shuttle bay and his fear was making him vicious and more than one of his guards were now sporting bruises and bleeding lips.
"Why did no-one stop him leaving!"
"He covered his tracks, my Lord. We did not know they were gone until one of the shuttles was found to be gone without permission."
"Call the fleet, tear the place apart and find them," he snarled as he climbed into his personal shuttle.
The whole commercial district...the whole planet was in uproar as armed men poured in un-challenged by the security forces.
Protest that the planet was neutral fell on deaf ears as they swarmed over the planet.
Whoever they were, they weren't interested in looting...they seemed to be searching for something.
The Master stood on the edge of the rapidly emptying commercial district, listening to the reports coming back from the soldiers searching the whole area.
His anger was growing by the minute.
A shout from one of his commanders jolted him from his thoughts...they'd found him...him? Not them?
Fear clutched at his hearts as he ran towards the docks and into an alley and into chaos.
The Doctor was struggling to free himself from the three soldiers that were trying to keep hold of him.
He was screaming... but where were the babies?
"Let him go!" the Master bellowed.
The Doctor flew straight to the empty harness and landed painfully on his knees and began a keening wail.
The Master almost staggered with the misery coming off him as he fell to his knees next to him and all he could do was hold him.
The Doctor suddenly stopped the keening and began saying over and over again. "Irlia ir y'easah teas."
"Who Si'arila...who stole our children?" the Master said softly.
The Doctor turned his head and the Master flinched; he saw death in those eyes.
"Harkness," he snarled.
Author's note:
Translation
Irlia ir y'easah teas- I will kill him