A/N: Took me forever to write up this chapter because I had a really bad case of writer's block. I also had a difficult time also coming up with a title for this chapter, but I settled with this title because of the two sides that the Doctor shown in this chapter. Hehe. Please R/R. And thanks to my many reviewers that have read and have reviewed, to them I give cookies.

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Chapter Nineteen: The Two Sides of the Doctor

The Doctor finished. He sighed, "That does it….now to take this thing apart."

Martha frowned, "Doctor, don't you want to keep it? It's part of your home."

"Nope, this thing has caused me enough trouble, Martha Jones. It's time to send it to the scrap heap where it belongs."

"But I thought you would be glad to find something from your home."

The Doctor sighed, "Normally, yea I would be glad, but this thing is more of a problem than anything else. It's caused enough misery to enough people throughout time. It's best for it to die. The Time Scoop's primary function was to grab people and things out of space and time. It's not a pretty part of my people's history, Martha. I am glad to take it apart."

The Doctor worked on taking out key components out of the Time Scoop. He grinned, "Although…I could use some of these parts. It might help me out with repairs on the TARDIS, sort of nice running into my people's technology, even though it's a bit old. It's hard to come up with parts for the TARDIS. She might like some of these."

The Doctor took out various odds and ends out of the Time Scoop and put them in his pockets or put them aside to transport to the TARDIS.

Ry'kla meanwhile was sleeping away the Doctor had rolled up his trench coat and she lay peacefully on it, snoring lightly. He smiled softly at the girl, "She's worn out."

"Yea, well she was really helpful getting those two what did you call them again, Doctor?"

"Raxacoricofallapatorians…."

"Yea….what you called them Raxa...whatever getting them to stop fighting amongst each other."

The Doctor chuckled lightly, "First few moments free from captivity and they choose to pick a fight with one of there relations from Clom. Good thing I sent them back to their time frame right away."

"What about those two bird like….uhhh…"

"Avalians….yea…bad time…we just caught them while they were molting…"

Martha laughed, "I thought I was going to die sneezing, what with all those feathers all over the floor. Plus both of them looked like a pair of plucked chickens."

The Doctor laughed, "They did, didn't they?"

Martha sighed, "I am tired, Doctor. When are we going to be leaving?"

"Soon enough, Martha Jones. Soon enough."

The Doctor finished scavenging parts from the machine and he grinned, "There, no more Time Scoop. All the dimensional circuitry has been removed. Just a shell now…."

Ms. Lai was sleeping away still tied up to the chair. He grinned and picked up a feather off the floor and tickled her nose with it. She sneezed and he smiled, "Time to wake up."

Ms. Lai groaned a bit, "I am so stiff…."

"Good. I wouldn't want you to be all comfortable anyway. It's time we were leaving and…your punishment."

"What exactly are you going to do to me Doctor?"

"You'll find out soon enough." He turned toward Martha, "Martha, go wake up Ry'kla…it's time to leave."

Martha gently nudged, Ry'kla, who yawned and stretched a bit. "It's time to go, Ry'kla."

The Doctor smiled, "Did you sleep well, Ry'kla?"

She nodded and looked at Lora, "What about her?"

"Oh I'll get around to dealing with her, but first we need to get back to the TARDIS."

Ry'kla nodded and he said to Martha, "Martha do me a big favor and find me a trolley for these parts it's going to be a long walk to the TARDIS."

Martha smiled, "Doctor, I took a hover car here. Actually borrowed one….well it's a long story. I only managed to find you because this guy knew Ms. Lai. She tried to kill him and I saved his life. He's back on the TARDIS; I was scared for his life, so I took him back to the TARDIS, it was the only thing at the time I could think of because I was scared."

The Doctor nodded, "It's all right, and if you think I am upset about it. I am not. You did what you felt was right, Martha Jones. Now go find me that trolley."

"Why do I have to find you a trolley? Why can't you find a trolley?"

"Someone has to watch Ms. Lai and take Ry'kla with you."

"Fine….I get the idea. Come on Ry'kla, I think the Doctor wants to talk to Ms. Lai, alone."

Ry'kla nodded and Martha grasped her by the hand and both of them left the hidden chamber looking for a trolley.

The Doctor looked at Ms. Lai and sighed, "If you're trying to be tough. It's not working. You're human; I know deep down inside of you, you're scared. Acting tough in front of me is really not a good idea. If you know so much about me, Ms. Lai, then you know that this isn't going to end very well."

Ms. Lai said nothing and the Doctor sighed yet again, "Fine I get it. Cold shoulder, no sense talking to you, I just thought you might want to say something in your defense. You're not sorry are you?"

Ms. Lai suddenly spat in the Doctor's face. And the Doctor took out a handkerchief and wiped the spit from off his face. "I'll take that as a no. Very well Ms. Lai, then you force me to take no other choice then to punish you in a way I see fit."

"Good."

"What? You're obviously more insane than I thought."

"I have no feelings or care for what you do, Doctor."

The Doctor scratched his head and his hair went all askew, "You're a strange woman, Ms. Lai. You're one of the few humans that I really don't understand."

Ms. Lai smiled lightly and then said, "I am your prisoner, Doctor. Prisoners get punished. It's as simple as that, Doctor. And as a Prisoner…why should I say anything at all. Nothing I do is going to keep you from not punishing me. So why bother trying to defend myself. I am guilty, at least in your eyes. You're nothing more than judge, jury and executioner."

The Doctor sighed; he had never seen such detachment in a human before. Frankly it baffled him. "You're pretty smart for a human, Ms. Lai, I'll give you credit for that. And you're right; nothing you're going to say is going to change my mind. You've hurt lots of people and destroyed their lives. The crimes you have committed are ones against time, Ms. Lai. Since I am the only Time Lord left, it's up to me to see that you are punished and that a sentence is carried out."

Ms. Lai sighed and then said, "You don't have to tell me. Get it over with Time Lord. Your mighty retribution; punish me since that is what pleases you most."

"It doesn't please me at all…."

"I think it does. The stories I have read about you Doctor. Speak of you as a great storm, whose wrath is mighty and swift. You enjoy it; you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed having my collection from across the stars. There was something about having all the rare and near extinct races in my collection. It was my one true obsession in life. It was fun. Somewhere in the darkest recesses of your soul, Doctor, you enjoy this. You like swooping down like the avenging angel you are."

"You're wrong Ms. Lai. I do not enjoy doing this. All I want is a simple life, but people like you make it impossible."

Ms. Lai smiled lightly, "Bet that is what you tell people so you justify what you do."

The Doctor grumbled a bit and said nothing more. He knew if he yelled at her to shut up it would only serve to prove her point.

"Then I am right. You tell people that just to justify what you do."

The Doctor sighed, "Believe what you want Ms. Lai. But I don't like punishing people, contrary to what you might think. I do it because there is no one else left to do it."

Martha came in with Ry'kla riding upon the trolley, The Doctor chuckled, "Having fun Ry'kla?"

"Oh yes…."

The Doctor smiled, "Wait till you get a ride in the TARDIS. That will be even more fun than just riding in a trolley." The Doctor put the parts in the trolley and he un-taped Ms. Lai from her chair but kept her bound up pretty tightly, using more masking tape to keep her hands and arms from going anywhere.

The four of them made their procession out of the menagerie and into the sunlight of a new morning. A dead Macra laid at their feet along side dead staff members from the menagerie. The Doctor sighed, "They had to die because of you, Ms. Lai."

Ms. Lai said nothing. Martha wheeled the trolley up to the hover car and the Doctor grinned, "Whoa a 7800 Xylander. I was there when they designed these. They were designed to race in the Races of Six Billion and forty two. I actually got to test drive one of these models. They were designed for speed."

"Why doesn't that surprise me?"

The Doctor frowned, "What that they were designed for speed?"

"No, that you test drove this particular hover car."

"But Martha Jones, this is the Ferrari of the seventh billionth century. This is….this is so amazing. I never thought I'd get to drive one of these again. The company kicked me out, after I wrecked their test model."

Martha laughed, "You wrecked their model…."

"Well….I uhh it's a long story. But man what a rush….this thing is the fastest car known to the universe at this time. But when I test drove the test model, I tinkered with it to make it go even faster."

"I know…." Martha grumbled lightly, "I felt my stomach in my throat, when I came in this thing." She paused, "Wait a minute, you souped up a fast car to make it go even faster?"

"Yep… and the car just wasn't fast enough. It needed a bit more oomph to it."

Martha sighed, what was it about guys and sports cars? Even the Doctor seemed to have some sort of preoccupation with fast cars. She shook her head incredulously, "Come on…let's get back to the TARDIS, and I am driving."

The Doctor's face took on a pouty look, "Why can't I drive?"

Martha sighed and looked at that very childish whiney pouty face and she threw up her hands in defeat. It was really difficult to say no when the Doctor had that childish pout on his face, "Fine….just as long as you don't crash us this time."

The Doctor's face lit up and he grinned, "I won't Martha Jones. I won't…"

Martha gulped; the Doctor was terrible at piloting the TARDIS. She had a feeling this ride was going to be absolutely horrifying.