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"I am not dying again." Missy insisted, crossing her arms over her chest as she turned to glare up at The Doctor. "I am not; do you have any idea what I went through the last time?"
"But Gallifrey…" The Doctor countered reaching up to tug on his silvery curls before retrieving his sonic from the console and with fumbling fingers adjusted the settings. If he could just destabilise the polarity then the reactor would go critical and explode. "We have to do something we can't just…"
"Thete." Missy whispered his name, gently resting her hand on his shoulder, bringing The Doctor's actions to a halt as he startled at the sudden contact.
"Gallifrey is lost to us and even if we could go back it wouldn't be the same, you know it wouldn't love. The war changed too much; do you really think they would welcome us back? But we could stay here, just you and me…"
"And a few thousand offspring." The Doctor muttered shaking his head. "Forgive me for questioning your maternal instincts Mistress."
"To be the mother of a new race of timelords?" Missy questioned a manic grin spreading across her face. "Who wouldn't want that honour?"
"To be revered the same way we once spoke about Rassilon, Omega and The Other?" Missy added stepping closer her fingers tightening on The Doctors jacket as she pressed their bodies together and there was something so hypnotising about her that The Doctor barely winced as her chest brushed against his still open wounds. Her blue eyes so bright they seemed to glow with some internal fire.
"I don't want to be re…" The Doctor began only for her delicate fingers to press against his lips silencing his objections, staining his lips red with the lingering traces of Rassilon's blood.
"We could do it right this time Thete, none of those stupid rules they made us follow…We could create a new race of timelords and we could teach them and lead them."
"I told you I don't want to rule, I never have done." The Doctor whispered doing his best to avoid her gaze and the temptation in those blue eyes of hers.
"But isn't that the role of a father to guide and teach his children?" Missy's seductive words were tempting him, and the tender touch of her fingers on his face spoke of unexpected gentleness, as she stroked his cheek and brought his eyes back up to meet hers. "We could do it together, you and me just like you always wanted."
"I never wanted this…I just wanted to see the universe I didn't want to be the one to have to choose." The Doctor insisted his blue grey eyes almost bloodshot as he pleaded with her. "You don't know what it is like to have to live with that…to think that you are responsible for the death of your entire race…I can't go through that again."
"Shush it's already done Thete and you've tried your best. You've done more than anyone else, more than anyone could expect. It won't be like last time you won't be alone and you won't be responsible, that's all on Rassilon. You can't be expected to create miracles…we just have to make the best of things."
The Doctor could almost picture it in his head, the two of them together guiding a new generation of timelords, showing them the wonders of the universe…never to be alone again…
Timelords once again spread throughout the galaxy only this time doing good instead of merely observing the passing of the ages.
By The Other it was tempting.
Oh love you have no idea
At the brush of The Mistress's lips against his own The Doctor faltered, he wrapped his arms around her and clung to her as though she were a lifeline, her lips tasted of sunlight and hope and darkness and sin all rolled into one package. Part of him wanted this so badly, he craved it like he desired her and he couldn't help but linger on her lips…teetering on the cusp of this new world.
He allowed himself to picture what could be, bright beautiful girls with her eyes and shy studious boys with a mess of curls always running late for lessons and unending combinations of the above.
And yet how could he ever live with himself…how could he ever truly experience one moment of pure joy in that future knowing what had been the cost?
I'm sorry
He whispered his apology into the shared space of their minds, hearing and feeling her scream of objection, even as his finger pressed down on his sonic.
The floor beneath their feet suddenly shifted throwing them down and The Doctor grunted as The Master landed on top of him, her gaze promising bloody vengeance. Even so he wasn't prepared for her fingers gripping his forehead like a vice as she pressed their heads and minds together. This time there was nothing gentle about her mental touch or the demanding way her tongue forced its way into his mouth.
At least there is something romantic about going to our deaths together
The Doctor offered repeating Missy's words and dropping the last of his mental shields in their last moments as the world around them went to hell, allowing Missy into his mind, wincing as she rushed in like a tidal wave pushing his consciousness out of the way…much like her tongue was doing shoving itself down his throat.
Doctor Idiot
The sarcasm in Missy's tone was even more prevalent in her mental voice as she pushed deeper into his mind searching. It had to be here…it was their last chance…their only chance…there!
What are you…
The Doctor began until he felt Missy's mind reach deep into his own, her mental fingernails clawing her way through until they grasped on something so deep in the core of him, a connection…the telepathic bond with his Tardis…
For moment The Doctor could feel the old girl's shock echoing back through their bond as The Master forged right in, her telepathic powers strengthening the pathway, blasting it wide open.
Come
It was his voice and hers combined, her will and the strength of his bond, forged over a lifetime of traveling together, and The Doctor felt the Tardis's singing wash over him stronger and louder than ever before. Then the sudden rush of cool air, the familiar whooshing noise, and then the cold sensation of metal grating beneath his back…the unbearable smugness of The Master's thoughts as she snuggled against him even as the Tardis was thrown violently about and them with it.
Yet they were alive….they were alive and finally the world stopped spinning and the Tardis's lights stopped flickering allowing The Doctor to stare up into the glowering face of The Master as she pinned him to the deck.
"You…" She began only to be cut off as The Doctor laughed madly and grabbed her face, pulling her mouth down to meet his own, silencing whatever insult she was about to come up with.
This time when their tongues clashed The Doctor gave back as good as he got, his fingers threading into and yanking on her hair as he manoeuvred her mouth into a more comfortable position.
You are dead meat Mister
The Doctor smirked against her lips relishing Missy's mental growl, yet even he flinched as he felt her hands slip to his backside and her fingernails dig into his cheeks as she ground her body against his own, stimulating nerve endings that hadn't so much as sparked in this regeneration. Yet it was the mental images that she was feeding him that were really warping his mind and The Doctor felt his eyebrows shoot up almost into his hairline.
Dear god what have I gotten myself into
Nothing… The Master replied her tone dripping with suggestion as she ground herself against his thigh…Yet
He was drowning, lost and floundering in The Master's mind, sucked into the swirling red haze of her fury and lust…a willing sacrifice on the altar of her retribution. Until an embarrassed cough and the sudden realisation struck that they weren't alone, it was akin to a bucket of freezing cold water being thrown and The Doctor ripped his lips away from Missy's.
Stunned and dazed The Doctor tried to blink away the lust filled haze that was still causing his brain to run at a mere five miles an hour. Yet even so there was no excuse for gaping like a fish as a shivering Gallifreyan robe wearing dead woman waved at him nervously. Even so The Doctor had to blink his eyes before he would believe what they were telling him.
"Skip I think I might have to kill you again!" Missy's voice hissed from somewhere near his ear causing their observer to shift nervously.
"Sorry I didn't mean to inter….well…but could someone possibly tell me what the hell is going on?"
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