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AN: Hope you all enjoyed the second part, I was a bit worried to be honest.

Upon landing the Doctor took a moment to compose himself, once composed he stepped out only to be held at gunpoint by several Judoon. To be honest he had been expecting a welcome like this, the Architect had made it clear that she never wanted to see him again, but if it weren't for him his family would be safe so he had to risk it.

"I want to see the Shadow Architect." He said simply.

Meanwhile back on Managuam Ten the Master found himself locked in a sterile white room, he had tried to escape plenty of times, the fruits of his labours were non-existent, all he got for his efforts was a mild electric shock when he tried to crack the code on the door.

He was beginning to question his decision to actually stay with his husband and have this baby, he'd be devastated if he lost the baby or if anything happened to it when he or she was born which should be any day now he'd probably go on a killing spree even though those were supposed to be a thing of the past for him, in his own mind he believed that the Doctor was responsible for this whole thing, saving him from Earth, bringing him here in the first place to get hitched, then marrying him a second time, knocking him up and now running off and probably knowing they were just waiting until he was about ready to pop until they kidnapped him.

"I wonder if he's even coming for me."

Unfortunately the stress on him had taken its toll on the baby too, the mental connection had started a few days ago, in blindfolded transit to his prison cell, now he knew for a fact that there was no one down here to help him should he go into labour, not only that he needed someone who knew what he was doing, not some bumbling Doctor who didn't understand the fact that he wouldn't magically turn into a woman when the time came, he'd need to be cut open.

The door to the cell slid open and Titorian walked in smiling.

"How are you feeling today Master?"

"A lot worse now you're here thanks."

"Any day now I should imagine."

"You won't get my baby I can guarantee that."

"You're not in a position to guarantee anything."

"Oh no?" the Master sat up and gave Titorian the best menacing glare he had in him "When I give birth, you just try and get my baby away from me. I'll lay waste to you before you can even try."

"But you'll be out cold."

"Then his or her dad will lay waste to you."

"The Doctor, don't kid yourself, he just ran away."

"No. I don't believe you, he wouldn't leave us here."

"Suit yourself. Now you just rest up, perhaps you'd like something to eat."

"I am not eating or drinking anything you bring me."

"Why not? I'm not likely to poison it am I? I want that baby intact, not trapped inside Mummy."

"Why do you want the baby? What use will it be to you?"

"There is an organisation I know would pay...let's just say a great deal for a Time Lord, think what they could and would do with the baby that is mothered and fathered by the two most wanted aliens in the Universe."

"What?"

"See after you left we did our research, the Doctor and the Master, the two most feared beings in the whole of existence, and they were having a child, just be thankful I have enough heart to not hand the sprog over to the Daleks, they might use it for target practice."

"I swear to God, when I get out of here. I'll kill you."

Titorian grinned.

"Goodnight Master."

"Yeah rig...Ow!"

Looking down the Master saw Titorian remove a needle from his arm just before his eyes rolled back and he passed out.

Back on the three asteroids dubbed the Shadow Proclamation the Doctor was facing the Architect off, she was actually refusing to help him.

"How can you refuse? I saved your life, not to mention there are only three of us left in the Universe, well...three when the baby is born, you can't condone killing two of us off."

"We can because one of them is the Master and the other isn't really alive yet."

"Don't you dare say my child isn't alive yet, he or she is just as alive as I am."

"Yes and if you keep getting in my face like that Doctor I can soon have that rectified."

"How can you just dismiss this, an innocent child is at stake here, why are you condemning her? What the hell is running through your mind?"

"To be honest I am thinking that you and the Master should be banned from breeding. You're dangerous enough on your own. The pair of you are on the most wanted list Universally, the only reason we cannot arrest you now is that you're hiding behind that endangered species act."

"That's my point exactly, the Master as well as our baby are also Time Lord."

"We are aware of that."

The Doctor let out a breathy laugh, unable to believe what he was hearing.

"Then do something about it. Help me. The King of Managuam Ten is going to sell our baby, aren't you worried about that?"

"No."

"Why not?

"Because he's selling it to us. If he sells it to someone else there's the possibility you will commit genocide and kill the species he sold it too, this way we can dispose of the threat ourselves while keeping an eye on you, and your partner."

"You're sick, all of you. You're a disgrace."

"Doctor surely you can see that this baby is a danger to the safety of the Universe."

"Yeah." He said sadly and then begun walking towards the TARDIS.

"Doctor where are you going?"

"I can see where you're coming from, if I'm not going to be able to father the baby then I don't want to see it, I'll leave."

The Architect smiled. "I'm glad we see eye to eye."

Once inside the TARDIS and in the Vortex the Doctor smiled.

"Like hell I'll let you have my baby."

The Doctor sighed and plotted a course for Managuam Ten, he'd have to just wing it, he had no other plan.

The Doctor landed in the Chalet him and the Master had been allowed to use, it was a shock when he found the Master there sat on the bed with his face buried in his knees.

"Master..." the Doctor breathed sounding relieved, his relief was short lived when the Master stormed forward off the bed and punched him.

"This is your fault! They took the baby! This. Is. All. Your. Fault!" Every word was accented with a smack.

"Master please, I didn't mean for this to happen."

"No but if you hadn't have left me to run off to save planets and left me you would have been here to protect me and our daughter would have been safe!"

Despite now having a swollen eye and a wonky nose the Doctor's features softened.

"We had a girl."

"Yes, I didn't get a chance to name her. I haven't even seen her, they just said it's a girl and took her, then drugged me some more and dumped me here. You're a waste of space, useless. You were supposed to protect us. Now we don't even know where she is."

"I know where she is."

"Where?"

"Shadow Proclamation, they believe her to be a threat."

"But she's just a baby."

"To the Proclamation she's not, they think we'll use her as an excuse to cause more devastation on planets."

"Well I'm sorry but that's just not on. C'mon we're going to get her back." The Master begun walking towards the TARDIS, he turned to his husband before he had the chance to think he'd been forgiven. "Don't think that this changes anything. You are a liability to her safety and quite frankly I don't trust you to be around her."

"But..."

"No buts, you bring her home to me safely or you and I are finished."

"But—"

"No, I won't hear any buts. I want my daughter in my arms, safe and sound. If that doesn't happen and anything happens to her. You're warned and Theta, you know I'm serious."

"I know and I swear Koschei, I'll bring her home."

"Good because I can't help."

"Why?"

"Because I'll kill 'em and considering the Judoon are based there I don't want to be executed for protecting my young. Your heroics surely have granted you some leeway."

Once again they were headed to the Shadow Proclamation, once landed the Doctor turned to the Master who was sat down in his arm chair after pacing the whole journey.

"Remember Doctor, bring her back. If you don't, you may as well stay there because anything the Judoon can do to you I can do twice as worse."

The Doctor nodded and left the TARDIS, he'd better think of a good excuse because he was supposed to never return. But he knew he couldn't go back to the TARDIS without his daughter, so he had no option really, because his paternal instincts were telling him that abandoning her was not an option.

AN: God this is getting intense...

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