Ooh, this is the revelation chappie! Read on and find out...
The Director looked out through bleary eyes, and was happy to see the Doctor next to him, who was also waking up. When his vision finally returned to normal, he realised that they were in a room, there was a chair in the middle... wait, Ashley was on that chair. Ashley was on the chair!
When he tried to move, he realised that he was tied to some restraints. The Doctor also had the same problem. In front of them stood one of the guards, in a silver body suit. The Director thought he looked like some race car driver.
"She will save our ship," the guard declared, moving out of the way to let a taller figure come forth.
"Save your ship?" the Director asked, still a little disorientated from the stun gun.
"We have tried many, but they don't work. They are not powerful enough. But she is," the taller figure stepped forward, towering menacingly over the two of them.
"Powerful enough to do what?" the Doctor asked.
"Our ship is damaged. We need a strong mind to get it working again. We have tried using ourselves, but not even our minds are powerful enough to fix the ship. None of our mechanics can work it out. So we decided to try some people on this planet."
"The kidnappings," the Director mused, as it all slotted together. "So what happens to these people once you've tried them?"
"If they're not powerful enough, they disintegrate," the figure explained. "We use their energy to start the ship. No one survives."
"But you can't use Ashley!" the Director tugged at his restraints. "Look, we can help you start your ship. You don't need to use human minds or anything. We can help you."
Out of the corner of his eye he saw the Doctor smirking at him. He frowned, wondering why he'd be looking at him in such a way.
"You can help us?" the figure removed its helmet, revealing a grey-scaled head, with golden eyes.
"Ah, the Grefforians," the Doctor grinned. "Lovely race, as I remember. So, what's you name? I'm guessing you're the captain."
"Indeed," the captain nodded. "I am Captain Herdzwarder. If you can help us get the ship working, then we will be more than happy to release your friend."
"Great!" the Doctor beamed, indicating his restraints. "If you could only help us out of these, then we can help you."
Smiling affectionately, the captain bent down and undid the cuffs on both of them, allowing them to stand up.
"Now," the Doctor ran over to a control panel and fiddled with the controls. "What is it you need help with?"
"Our ship crashed and has broken down," the captain explained, turning to face him. "The only power we can get is from the suns. But that is no where near enough to get the ship working. It only gives us air and light."
"Air?" the Director questioned, "Why would you need air, the planet is full of it?"
"Our ship crashed underwater," the captain said.
Both nodded, before the Doctor crouched down and began fiddling with some wires underneath the control panel. The Director watched on in amazement.
"Sonic!"
Sighing, the Director fished his sonic screwdriver out of his pocket and tossed it to the Doctor, who caught it and began fiddling with the wires.
"Y'see, it's not that hard really, all you need to do is connect the third wire to the blue one..." the Doctor connected them, and with a mechanical whoosh, all the systems came to life. "And bingo! All fixed."
The captain stood on in awe. "How...? How did you do that?"
"Simple really. Your circuits were a bit dodgy, so I fixed them."
"Thank you!" the captain beamed, and the Doctor chuckled. "Your friend will be released! Thank you for saving us! We owe you... what's your name?"
"The Doctor, and this is the Director and his friend Ashley."
"Thank you Doctor," the captain's gold eyes sparkled with glee. "We cannot thank you more. You have saved us."
"My pleasure," the Doctor stood up and placed a hand on the Director's shoulder as Ashley was released from the chair.
"Ash!" the Director ran over and embraced her, sweeping her close for a brief kiss on the lips. She blinked, surprised.
"Diro! I knew you'd save me! And who's this?" she indicated the Doctor.
"Oh, that's the Doctor. I don't know who he is yet, just a friend I suppose."
Ashley grinned and waved at the Doctor, who chuckled and waved back. "Hi."
"You will be released!" the captain smiled, ushering them out and in the direction of the teleports.
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They stood, the three of them, on the beach, staring up at the giant ship as it shot off up into the orange sky, disappearing. Once again the Director smiled nostalgically, and noticed that the Doctor had the same expression on.
"So," he said, turning to the Doctor. "Who are you?"
"I could ask the same," the Doctor said. "Let me check a minute."
He grabbed a new sonic screwdriver from his pocket, his green one, and used it to scan the Director up and down. Smirking, he knelt down and grabbed his wrist.
"What are you doing?"
"You, my friend, are wearing a perception filter," the Doctor grinned, using his sonic screwdriver to press it against the soft skin of his wrist, and held down the button.
The Director cried out in pain, and Ashley just stared on, blankly. Between his thumb and forefinger, the Doctor held a small micro-chip-like device.
"See! Ooh, it's Gallifreyan, too!"
"Shit!" the Director slapped his forehead, "I must've forgotten to take it off when I was escaping from the Daleks! I used it so they wouldn't detect me... and... oh my god..."
"Yes," the Doctor said. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"I'm thinking that..." the Director wiped a tear from his eye which seemed to have formed of its own accord.
The Doctor stood up, tears forming in his own eyes. "I know who you are. Now that that's gone, I can sense you."
"And I you," the Director looked up at him. "But how? How did you escape?"
"I had to destroy it," the Doctor bowed his head. "To end it. I did it for you."
The Director sniffed as he took the Doctor's hands in his, looking up into his green eyes.
"I always thought, I saw it in your eyes, me. Your personality, like mine. Your bravery, character. Your parents would've been so proud."
They embraced into a tight hug. The Director buried his head in the Doctor's chest, sobbing against the fabric of his shirt. "I love you, Grandad."
We finally know how they're related! Yess! There'll be a lot more between these two in the next chapter, so remember to favourite, review and follow! ;)