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He couldn't remember falling asleep.

He remembered The Master falling asleep, her tiny hands fisted in his jacket as though holding on to him for dear life. Yet in that case he was just as guilty, even softening his grip to account for her unusual fragility The Doctor's long fingered hands had been spread across her back trying to hold as much of her as he could in the span of his hands.

Flexing those fingers now as he groggily came to, the sensation of open air against his palms sent a surge of adrenaline through his body which snapped taut.

He couldn't move his hands…

Blue grey eyes snapped open before slamming shut as dazzling bright lights temporarily blinded him, contributing to the increasing pressure in his head as The Doctor tried to push past the panic and the unnatural grogginess that was fogging his brain…drugged…he had been drugged somehow.

His tongue was coated in a toxic tasting residue and his stomach was rolling as though he had left the brakes on the Tardis again.

"Finally decided to join us Doctor?"

He knew that voice, the mocking superior condescension. Yet how could he be here? He was trapped on Gallifrey…

"Does Sleeping Beauty require a few more minutes?"

Grunting past the pain The Doctor forced his eyes open, ignoring the urge to wince and avoid the bright light bearing down on him he twisted his head as much as his restraints would let him. Staring past the light as dark shadows danced across his vision he tried to focus and the finally the rest of the room began to appear.

There standing with a satisfied expression on his face was Rassilon in all his bedecked and pompous glory.

"So glad you could finally join us Doctor, my party really wouldn't be complete without the guest of honour."

"What do you want?" The Doctor spat past the foul taste in his mouth. "Why am I here?"

"Why to witness my victory of course." Rassilon replied. "I have been waiting such a long time for you to work it out Doctor that I am afraid I grew a little impatient and decided to take matters into my own hands and clearly my plan has…will bear fruit since you are here as I requested."

"What do you mean, you didn't invite me here…"

"Didn't I?" Rassilon smirked before turning his back on The Doctor and walking outside of his range of vision.

"I know you didn't remain at the academy to complete your education Doctor but I would have thought even such a pathetic excuse for a timelord such as yourself can understand that when it comes to timetravel effect can precede cause? Or has your time spent rolling the in dirt with that pathetic excuse of a species turned your thinking plebeianly linear?"

"My understanding is not at fault here your..." The Doctor spat back yet his words died in his throat as Rassilon returned to his line of sight only this time he wasn't alone.

By his side standing gaunt and staring blankly ahead was The Master…No The Mistress…her blue eyes showed no recognition in them and yet The Doctor recognised her, the familiar deep purple outfit was back, even the cameo at her throat. The only discernible difference between the timelady in front of him and the one he had battled on earth was the roughly shorn hair and the thinness of her frame.

"What have you done to her?"

"I broke her." Rassilon replied simply, a small smile tugging at his lips as he circled his carefully forged weapon. "Over and over again just because I could, because what else can you do with a mad dog but beat it? And then I rebuilt her to carry out my will, and as soon as she completes her task...well then there will be one less rogue timelord to worry about."

"You set this all up? The cybermen, converting the dead, the Nethersphere…You murdered her in cold blood."

"Actually I left the details to her…" Rassilon replied turning to cast a critical eye over his creation. "Cybermen really? Well at least she didn't use the Daleks

"You're a monster."

"Perhaps but as I am your creator Doctor what does that make the rest of you? I crafted our society and we oversaw the cosmos in peace and tranquillity until you two abominations came along. It is only fitting that the two of you play your part in the ultimate resolution."

"What do you mean our part?" The Doctor demanded yet Rassilon merely smirked before turning back to the silent Master.

"Go you know what you have to do."

"Koschei don't listen to him, you don't have to do this!" The Doctor cried out yet his words seemed to fall on deaf ears as The Master turned and marched out of The Doctor's sight, a moment later there was a familiar whooshing of a Tardis departing and The Doctor felt his hearts break.

It was too late…his own instinctive grasp of the timeline told him now…The events on earth were now a fixed point, she was dead.

"Oh don't look so sad Doctor you won't survive her by long I assure you…but before that I think I would like to hear you scream apologies for your many crimes."

"I'll see you in hell first." The Doctor hissed, glaring up at Rassilon from beneath his eyebrows.

Chuckling to himself as he picked up a live spitting wire Rassilon closed the distance between them, his cold eyes burning down into The Doctors own. "How very amusing…that was just what she said…"

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Cold.

It was a strange first sensation but it felt wonderful. It was only now she was back in a body that Osgood realised just how muted and dull her existence in the Nethersphere had really been. Now her senses were overwhelming her mind, noise, smells, sensation…even her vision…it was so strange staring and waiting for her brain to catch up and begin to process the images she was seeing.

And clearly she wasn't the only one feeling this way.

"Oh my goodness…This is like wow!" It was Dr Chang's voice and yet it was clearly Seb, the intonation and excitement was almost contagious and for a moment Osgood's dislike of the selfish A.I. abated slightly.

"I mean I always thought…but wow I had no idea!"

Then he danced past and even without her glasses Osgood saw more of Seb's new body than she ever wanted to and her newly regenerated brain made the connections.

Squeaking Osgood's hands quickly shot down to cover anything important, yet there was no hiding the bits that wobbled, and Osgood could feel the burning blush spread down from her cheeks setting her neck and chest of fire.

"Why are we naked?" She demanded, squeaking as a hand smacked her bare backside and she knew without turning around who was responsible.

"Only organic material was recorded Skip. Why not shy are we?" Missy smirked striding forward not a care in the world, her long dark curls hanging loose about her face almost softening the timelady's features and Osgood couldn't help but look.

Damn timelords, did done none of them ever have to worry about cellulite?

"Alright darlings this is where we part ways. The exit is over there for you." Missy waved her arm loosely in the direction of some double doors.

"Do give the lovely Clara my best." She added her eyes raking up and down Danny Pink as he stood uncomfortably trying to avoid her gaze. "I am sure she will give you a warm welcome. Skip Seb you're with me."

"Wait you're just going to leave us here?" Danny stuttered staring in horror at the long hallway with its empty cybertanks that brought back horrible memories that Danny was sure were going to haunt his nightmares for the rest of his life.

"Well I am not going to take you with me, don't be so clingy." Missy sniffed in disgust. "Besides Dr Chang knows the way out you'll be fine."

"But you can't just leave…" Danny insisted moving to block Missy as she moved to leave. "After everything you put us all through you have to be held accountable for that."

"That is some gratitude for the person who gave you back your future." Missy huffed. "Humans the ingratitude and arrogance is astounding."

"You only gave back what you stole in the first place." Danny spat.

"Funny I don't remember being behind the wheel of the taxicab you stepped out in front of." Missy snapped back. "You were dead, even The Doctor couldn't change your fate and I have given you everything you asked for. I brought you back from the dead and now you dare to stand there in judgement of me, you jumped up little bipedal sp…"

Missy seemed to convulse, her blue eyes so wide that even Osgood could make out the horror and pain in their depths.

"Missy?" Osgood edged closer, wincing as the timelady's talons reached out and grabbed her arm, her nails digging into the soft flesh of Osgood's forearm.

"Tardis now." Missy gasped her free hand pressing to her chest over her two hearts that were beating wildly in her chest.

"No!" Danny insisted his gaze moving from the timelady to Osgood. "You can't help her, we made a deal that lasted until we escaped that hellhole but we never agreed to help her escape justice!"

"No…no…time…for this… stupid apes." Missy hissed leaning heavily on Osgood, using the younger woman's frame to return to her full height, turning she whispered in Osgood's ear. "The Doctor he's screaming…we have to go now."

Startled by the sudden confession Osgood could only nod, she had already thrown her lot in with Missy the moment she had agreed to become her companion in order to save Dr Chang.

"Danny you have to trust me on this please it is vitally important that you let us go." Osgood pleaded.

"You can't expect me to stand by and just let you…"

"You can unless you want your precious Clara to never forgive you!" Missy hissed. "So go ahead call in your useless police or even that pathetic band UNIT that think they understand everything, when in reality they understand nothing. Take me into custody and I'll sit there whilst you rot and condemn the human race to an eternity of mediocrity, or stand aside and let me finish this."

"I can't just…"

"You can and you will unless of course you want to be known as the human who helped to kill The Doctor?"

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