Authors Note: I got caught up with college. 3 I finally have time to add a new chapter. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, I will try to update more regularly.

Scene: 12

'Two hearts, he couldn't be talking about me.' I was frozen in shock, not only was there a proud smirk on his face, but my hands they could feel the two heart beating on the sides of my chest. "It can't be-." Then an overwhelming pain shot into my head. Holding my head with my two hands, I wasn't aware that I was screaming or the golden substance that seemed to be coming out of a ring on my hand that I had not noticed before. The exact moment that I fell forward I wasn't aware that I was falling into the master arms. His warm comforting arms as they were soft, squishy, and surprisingly nearly human. I wasn't even composed for some reason part of me was crying, sobbing on this man's chest. I couldn't recall what exactly had caused this.

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Clearly in the other room the Doctor was slamming on a keyboard that he had connected to the camera. There was nothing he could do. The Master was a step ahead of him, or was it that the Master knew more about Bella than he did. 'Impossible, what a hazardous thought.' The Doctor's mind was shifting with things to do. Alex banged her hand on the table, so hard that there seemed to be a slight bump in the table.

"Why didn't we see this sooner?" Clearly she was in dismay, what little it would do for her. Her eyes filled with a bit of tears. "I let her slip away again. This time to the worst person imaginable." She was concerned with what the Master had planned now that he had Bella in his grasp. No she just couldn't let this happen. Not again, he would not win. He just wouldn't. "I know what to do." Doctor looked over uncertainly, he could not help but see the determination in those eyes.

"Well, what you waiting for, fill me in."

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These memories were filling my head, golden mountains, time travel. Beautiful purple flowers with golden leaves, fields of them. Running through a beach collecting odd shaped seashells. Hearing a familiar voice, a female. Her name, wasn't it Alex? Her face traveled through my mind, the pain started up again. I could feel the gold dust going in my veins. "Father isn't this enough mischief for the day?" These words came out, what was I saying. 'What do you mean by father?' My body responded on it's own, patting the Master on the cheek.

"Wasn't it enough that you made me suffer all this time. Where have you been?" My voice it sounded slightly more high pitched than usual. I could tell the expression my face was different. However, the tears flowing down my face did not cease. That's when I took over. "GO AWAY!" The gold powder seemed to get the hint it started to fade.

"Oh this isn't the end my daughter." That phrase sent a chill down my spine, a great shock went through my body. The words daughter echoed through my mind. Was this true?

Then it was as if I had been over come by a dream, I was younger much so. The Master was holding his head, while sitting on a couch. It was the most beautiful living-room I had ever seen. There were flowers, and decorations. This place certainly had a woman's touch. He looked disgruntled. I could hear my own little voice ask "Daddy is it the drums again?" After which I climbed into his lap and he patted my head.

"I am glad you didn't inherit this. It's pure madness." He proceed to laugh like a maniac. I of course was small and didn't understand. Then everything blinked out. Yet I felt myself sink into the Masters arms.

Well, thoughts anyone?