This is more of an epilogue with a mash of two songs, thanks for the memories and dance dance, both by Fall Out Boy.

The Doctor didn't understand me, he never really did and he didn't understand my Lucy either. I'll trick and deceive and do the unexpected; anything to win. It was his fault, really. He should have stayed; instead he chose humanity over me.

Lucy shot me according to plan and I watched The Doctor mourn because I would not regenerate and it was strangely satisfying to abandon him, like he had abandoned me and yet at the same time, a part of me wanted to do as he asked and stay. I couldn't do it. I couldn't abandon Lucy like he had abandoned me. So I looked him in the face like a fool, and said, "I win," but it wasn't the truth. I could have said so much more into his sobbing face and I couldn't, couldn't do it and that hurt.

And I want these words, to make things right,

But it's the wrongs that make my words come to life.

I tell myself…

"Who does he think he is?"

But the song whispers back…

If that's the worst you've got, better put your fingers back to the keys.

The song says, write a new song and start again, but I didn't' do it. The reason, the reason why, you ask? Why did I do this? You ask what it was all for? I don't know and the song mocks me because it doesn't know either. Revenge? Fun? A chance to play the game again. A chance to see the lover one more time?

They say I only think in the form of

Crunching numbers in hotel rooms

Collecting page six lovers…

And then I know what it was all for, to dance with Lucy again, just one more time…

One night and one more time.

And to dance, to dance, to dance the night away with my Lucy…

Dance, dance.

We're falling apart to half time.

Dance, dance

And this is the life I'd love to lead

Dance, this is the way she'd love

If she knew how misery loved me.

The thoughts are breaking up in my head and little makes sense.

All I know is Lucy is mine, and the whole stinking universe is mine and the diamonds of Utopia are mine and The Doctor and his TARDIS are mine, but all I want is her. I know Lucy will wait, because she knows if she doesn't it will hurt.

Oh, I'm looking forward to the future.

I'm imagining

One night and one more time (Doctor)

Thanks for the memories,

Thanks for the memories

I never told you

Lucy tastes like you

Only sweeter.


I hope someone out there enjoyed these shots. They'll get rid of some of my Master demons till the Christmas specials anyway.