A/N: Yay!! I got to the fourth chapter with almost none of my sanity lost.

The Master lay on the bed writhing in pain and agony. His hearts felt ready to explode. He felt something clamp around his midriff and the length of his thighs and on the tops of his arms, then through the vast pain in his chest he could feel a soft vibration on his skin coming in different intensities. He lay there for a while feeling the comfort of the vibrations, and although his chest still hurt the softness of what he felt was soothing and calming it.

Then nothing was there except for the sounds of the humming and the feel of the vibration. The pain was gone, and he began to fall into a sleep with this soft feel upon his chest; he was faintly aware that the clamps were being raised, and his arms set free then what ever it was holding him being set to rest beside him on the bed molding to his body.

A/N: shortest chapter ever written in the history of Doctor Who. You know the original one line chapter was written by Lewis Carroll. Read " Through The Looking Glass and you shall know what I mean.