Here's an ending I hope no-one saw coming...
Jack was shoved into a darkened cell.
"Hey, easy!" he said as he landed with a painful thud.
Silence answered him and he stood and straightened his coat. The cell felt large and he had the odd feeling that he wasn't alone.
"Anyone else here?" he called.
"Jack?" Gwen's voice came back. "Thank god you're alive."
Out of the semi-darkness Gwen appeared, followed by Ianto.
"It's good to see you, sir," Ianto's said.
Jack let out a sigh of relief...they were alive.
Then two more voices chimed in, two he never expected to hear again; Jason and Draz and they joined the others.
Then a third voice, one he didn't want to hear piped up.
"We'll have to stop meeting like this, Captain flirts-a-lot."
"Donna," he groaned. "How?"
She moved into the light and smiled.
"Got caught by crazy boy at the same time as Jason and Draz."
"Are you okay, did he hurt you?"
"He wouldn't dare," Donna replied "Have you seen the Doctor?"
"Yeah," he replied.
"Is he okay?"
"Last time I saw him."
"He's not here? Has he finally come to his senses and dumped that loony?"
Jack frowned, didn't she know what was going on. "Donna, how long have you and the others been here."
There was pause and then Donna said. "Six months, give or take."
Jack was taken aback by that and was silent for a few moments. Then Jason's voice spoke.
"Has something happened?"
"Out with it," Donna said. "Is the Doctor okay?"
Jack sighed and started to tell them what had happened.
"Another child and she turned out to be the daughter from hell...figures," Jason said after Jack had finished.
"So, the Master no longer has control of the Doctor," Draz said. "But it seems he has gone from one devil to another."
"I hope not...he doesn't need anyone else using him," Gwen said.
"I'm hoping Ash has got him somewhere safe," Jack said.
"Ash...I knew it. I knew he was more than just a temporary team member!" Ianto exclaimed.
Jack bridled at the hint of jealousy in Ianto's voice. "It's not like that...he's only interested in the Doctor and the Doctor's not interested in me!"
The stunned everyone into silence, until Gwen spoke.
"The Doctor certainly has a thing for blondes."
It seemed to lighten the mood...slightly.
"I take it the Master's not happy?" Ianto said.
"That's an understatement," Jack said. "If he wants to hurt anyone, let him take it out on me."
The all shook their heads but they knew that nothing they could do or say would stop him.
Donna sat down next to Jack. "I'm sure the Doctor's with Ash."
Jack didn't share Donnas' hope. He'd felt Sisrai's power and knew that Ash world be no match for her, and as for the Doctor...who knew how he would handle her.
The Doctor had tried to resist the woman but she had torn through his mental defences.
He was now on his knees, forced to them by the woman. His head was pounding with the effort of holding her at bay and sweat trickled down his face and tickled his back.
"Why do you resist me? You are my key and you will obey me."
"I am not anyone's key and I obey no-one!" he managed to spit out.
The woman scowled and grabbed his hair, causing the dressing on his wound to move and fall away.
He winced, not just at the woman tugging his hair, but the pain of the wound splitting.
The woman removed her hand and examined the blood on her hand.
"You are damaged," she said.
He heard concern in her voice but he doubted it was out of true feeling. He was right, as she once again grabbed his hair and yanked his head up and stared into his eyes.
He felt her presence in his mind and it made his mind crawl.
"The damage is not serious, only memories lost that are not needed."
The pain became unbearable and he couldn't stop the cry that escaped his lips.
"Please...it hurts!"
"Then submit to me," the woman said.
He wanted to but the Storm inside refused to. "No!" he spat.
The woman hissed at his defiance. "You are my key and you will submit," she snarled.
The pain increased and this time even the Storm quailed at defying her.
"Please...stop," he whimpered.
The woman smiled and took her hand off his head and placed it under his chin.
"Then stand my key and let us forget the past."
She looked over at the still unconscious Ash.
"You have feelings for this human. If you desire it my key, I will spare him from the devastation that is to come, a gift for your loyalty."
The Doctor glanced at Ash; he should hate him, but he didn't...but he didn't love him either, yet he didn't want any harm to come to him.
"I would like that," he said.
"Then it is done. Now my key, bring your prize, the Gates are waiting."
The Doctor nodded and now that he knew his place he was happy. He hefted Ash onto his shoulder and followed the woman...following her to a destiny he really should have ran from.
He laid Ash on the floor and went to join the woman. He sat in the pilot's seat and the woman placed a hand on his.
"Let us go, the Gates await the key."
The Master's anger had subsided slightly when the report came back that a single ship had been seen heading for the Uncharted Territories. He didn't have to guess as to whom it was...the human and with him what was his.
He gave the order for the cruiser to follow and like a slumbering goliath it moved forward.
He was distracted from his dark thoughts by the arrival of Seska, who looked so much like the Doctor that it hurt his hearts. He was beginning to wonder if the universe really did hate him...well, he hated it back.
"Father, I need to talk to you about mother."
The Master now gave him his full attention. "What about your mother?"
"I have been reviewing the last scans we did."
"And?"
Seska hesitated. "I think I have found what is triggering his psychosis."
"I know what triggers it."
"No, I don't know how they missed it...all those scans."
The Master got off his chair and moved over to Seska. "What did they miss?"
Seska handed him a portable bio-scanner.
"You wouldn't notice it, not if you were looking for something else. It's so small...but it's there."
The Master looked at the screen. "Is that a micro-chip?"
Seska nodded and took the screen back and enhanced the image.
"It looks human in design."
"Human, they don't have the technology."
"As I said, it looks human," Seska said and magnified it again.
The Master's eyes widened in shock at what he saw.
"But that's impossible...how can it be?"
He blinked but the truth was still there...as clear as day, next to a set of human letters and numbers was the unmistakable swirls and patterns of his own language...Gallifreyan.