"What do you think you're doing, Theta?" The Master asked as he walked into the library. The Doctor looked up from the book he was steadying as the Master took a seat across from him.

"I'm looking for a way to help my daughter." The Doctor stated as he took off his glasses and set them down on the book.

"Our daughter."

"She will never be yours," The Doctor hissed.

"Oh, Theta, of course she is mine. I spilled myself into you night after night. Jackie boy is only staying with you out of pity and when he realizes she hears the drums he will leave you alone like all the rest." The Master started tapping out the familiar beat onto the tabletop. "Can you hear them?"

"The drums don't exist, they are just a symptom of your madness." The Doctor exclaimed. "What happened to you Koschei?"

"Don't ever call me that name," The Master yelled as he stood up and flipped the chair he had been sitting in backwards. "I am the Master and it is time you learned to respect me." He raised his hand to strike and the Doctor tried to move away from him but the chair didn't want to move away from the table. He squinted his eyes waiting for the blow.

"Daddy, what are you doing?" A little girl asked and he opened one eye. A child of about eight was standing there. She had long blond hair and was wearing a long orange robes.

"I'm just teaching your father a lesson," The Master hissed. "Would you like to help?" She nodded happily and took the Master's hand.

"Please little one, you aren't like him." The Doctor begged as the Master picked up a knife and a coil of rope. He headed the knife to the little girl and she took it. Her smile broke his heart as she headed towards him.

-DW-

"Please little one," The Doctor was moaning as Jack came into the library to check on him. It was long past the time he normally went to bed and Jack was hoping to coax him into a few hours of sleep. When he entered the library he saw the Doctor with his arms crossed on the table and his head resting on them. His glasses were slightly askew. It was cute at first until he saw the tears streaming down the Doctor's face. "Stop, your hurting Daddy."

"Sweetheart, wake up." Jack said firmly as he rubbed the Doctor shoulder.

"Stop, I'm sorry," The Doctor cried out. Jack felt the Doctor's fear through the bond and he rubbed his shoulder harder. The Doctor awoke, he lifted his head and Jack just moved out out of the way before the Doctor was sick on the TARDIS floor. He heaved several more times before letting his head rest on the book that was open in front of him. Jack moved to sit in the chair on the other side and pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket. He handed it to the Doctor to wipe his face but the Doctor didn't move.

"Want to tell me what that was about?" Jack asked as he laid a hand gently on the Doctor's back.

"Not really." The Doctor's voice sounded muffled in the book.

"I think you need to talk about it though. You were talking out loud and telling the baby to stop to hurting you. Is she hurting you at the moment?" Jack wondered in concern and the Doctor shook his head no. "Then what was she doing in the dream?"

"I found information on psychics," he spoke up, lifting his head and suddenly changing the subject. "There have been reports before of powerful telepathics being born on Gallifrey. This was thousands and thousands of years ago though, back before regeneration was introduced. All of them were daughters who were sired by two men rather then the normal male and female. There was only one born after we had to start looming children and she not only was a telepath but also had the ability of telekinesis."

"What happened to her?" Jack asked.

"The reports don't say. The last time she is mentioned is when she was brought on to the Council of the Time Lords under Rassilon. Since then it is almost as if she has vanished."

"Was it normal for the children to connect with their parents before birth?"

"Yes, and one of the children was even able to fully bond before her birth." The Doctor nodded and showed Jack one of the books. It was in high Gallifreyan so Jack couldn't read it but it had a picture depicting a little girl. He passed the book back to the Doctor.

"See, so it isn't because of his madness and you have made yourself sick and given yourself nightmares for nothing." Jack chastised him.

"Just because it has happened before, doesn't mean I can control her Jack. All of these children had the support of Gallifrey and were trained at the academy to control their abilities and learn how to contain them. I am on my own and I can train her to control her abilities but I am not strong enough to stop her if she chooses not to." The Doctor sighed.

"Is there another planet we can take her to? One that has psychic abilities and are use to teaching kids to control them?" Jack wondered.

"Not that I would trust with a Time Lord child. It is better if the universe didn't know she existed until she is old enough to defend herself." The Doctor yawned.

"You're not going to travel?" Jack questioned. He placed a hand on the Doctor's forehead and the Doctor looked up at it as he chuckled.

"Oh Jack, I am going to run." He exclaimed happily. "I just have to make sure I keep her out of danger. I-I don't seem to do a very good job avoiding danger..." He pondered that for a moment. "Still what fun is exploring the universe if you don't run."

"Disgusting and insane. It's no wonder I fell in love with you." Jack laughed and the Doctor grinned. "Feeling better?"

"Yep." The Doctor stood and started to clean up the books. Jack helped him to return them to their proper home, with the Doctor's instructions. The Doctor continued to grin but Jack could see the worry in his eyes. He felt a slight nudge on his mind and he opened it to their daughter. All he could feel from her was love and it made him wonder what the Doctor was so worried about.