They stood outside the TARDIS door watching the flames flicker in the distance, engulfing the trees as the fire once more headed towards the all ready decimated village. The smoke from the fires darkened the sky and made the air hard to breathe. Yet the two Time Lord's stood in silence as they mourned the lives had been lost throughout the long day. Neither one of them had any doubt in their mind that another group of villagers had just lost their lives. The Doctor felt as though he was once again standing aboard the Valiant watching as the Master destroyed Japan just for the chance that he would kill Martha.

"What happened to the Doctor?" He wondered. He couldn't wonder what decision had affected the man that caused their lives to go into two different paths. He also was afraid of himself and what havoc he could cause if he continued to travel alone. Was the madness that he had seen in the Master and now the parallel Doctor really that close to the surface? Could the right circumstances cause him to snap and kill villagers unnecessarily? He told himself no that he wasn't like that but he couldn't help but wonder.

"When we were children, we were taken to the Untempered Schism for initiation. The Untempered Schism is a gap in reality in which you can see the whole vortex," The Master explained.

"We had the same initiation. Some were inspired, some ran away, while others went mad. I was one that ran away," The Doctor told him, looking at him out of the corner of his eye. The Master nodded his agreement. He had ran as fast and as far as he could. "He was one of the ones who went mad?"

"No, he was inspired. He saw in the vortex all of the worlds out there and rather than want to stand guard and watch like the other Time Lords, he wanted to rule them. He stole a TARDIS as soon as he graduated the academy and set off to accomplish just that. I was sent out to stop him," The Master informed him. "I almost had him a few times to but he always manages to stay one step ahead. These people on this planet died because of me. I have to make it right."

"I can help you," The Doctor offered as he turned his eyes back towards the fire.

"Your TARDIS is going to need a lot of work in order to be brought back on line. She has lost the connection to the Vortex," The Master told him. "I will get my TARDIS and she can link with her to find it while we work on the internal repairs."

The Master headed towards his TARDIS and the Doctor watched him go. He wasn't sure still if he trusted that man. The man who looked but didn't act like the friend that had caused him so much trouble and heartache over the years. He looked up at the darkened sky, wanting to see the stars but unable to through the smoke. Somewhere out there were other Time Lords. They weren't the ones that he had grown up with nor were they the ones that he had stopped in his own universe. Still to finally be among other Time Lords again and no longer the last of his people made him happier then he had been in a long time. Did he really want to return to the universe where he was alone again?

-DW-

Martha review the scans with Marta. Even though she was happy for the second upon it was unnecessary. The fracture in the little girl's leg was clear on the scans. It was no wonder she was in pain. The problem was that Martha didn't know what medication she could give her in order to help her. She took a deep breath before returning to the room. She smiled as she walked into see that Jack was still holding Emma. She was laying against him sobbing softly.

"She is in a lot of pain Martha, can't you help her?" Jack questioned when Martha walked into the room. Even though Emma wasn't his daughter, he thought that she looked like his mother. She had the same hair color, same colored eyes and the same shape of her nose. He couldn't help but wonder if his Emma would have looked like her, had she lived.

"She has a fracture in her leg that is going to require a cast. I am working as quickly as I can to help her Jack but I am still unsure of medication I can give her," Martha explained.

"How was she walking on her leg if it is fractured?" Jack questioned slightly confused.

"It isn't completely uncommon depending on the fracture. Now just give me a few more minutes. I am going to go and talk to the Master and see if he knows what medicine I can give her to relieve her pain," Martha informed him. Jack looked down at the little girl. She didn't understand their words but she was watching Jack closely.

"You're going to be all right. Martha is going to get medicine for you to make your leg feel better," Jack reassured her softly in her language. She smiled at him despite her tears.

"I knew it was you daddy," She said as she cuddled closer to him. Jack didn't have the heart to tell her no again. Instead he sat there quietly as he hoped that Martha returned quickly. Much to his relief she was back within ten minutes. In her hand she had a small bottle and a syringe.

"I am going to give her an injection of a sedative for now. I have a pain killer in my pocket that I will give her once she is asleep. From what we discussed the medicine is similar but we will have to run it past him to be sure if we decide she needs something else," Martha filled the syringe and came over to Emma.

"No shot," Emma cried holding on tighter to Jack.

"It will make you feel better sweetie," Jack cooed. "Can you be a brave little girl for me?" She nodded. Go ahead Martha," He said switching back to English. Martha swabbed a place on Emma's arm. The little girl cried harder as she was given the injection but soon after she drifted off to sleep. Once out Martha gave her the injection of the pain killer.

"Jack I am going to need your help. Marta can you also assist in applying the cast?" Martha asked. She positioned them where need to get the leg probably set and bandaged. "Let's get started."