Disclaimer: Do I have to say it? Oh alright then, I don't own the Doctor and...Oh come on! I don't own the Master either. Meanies.
The Master was beginning to think that this staying away from each other agreement they had going was a bad idea. He missed the Doctor; he was lonely and if he were honest, upset. He had heard the Doctor talking to Martha and he'd seen them kiss, he was furious with her but then again what's new, he felt anger towards the Doctor as well but that quelled when he saw that he didn't respond to it at all, he just pushed her away, after all they were still married just not together.
The Master had noticed something with the TARDIS, when he went for his walks the corridors had gone back to their normal size or sometimes even smaller, just to try and force the two Time Lords to meet, he was adamant about it but they couldn't avoid each other forever could they? It'd be silly.
The Master eventually plucked up his courage and went to seek the Doctor out, he found him in the console room staring mindlessly into the screen.
"Doctor."
The Doctor turned and faced the Master, he smiled.
"I was beginning to think you'd got lost."
"No, I've been around."
"Do you fancy going anywhere?"
"Well I'm hungry; we could go for dinner I suppose."
The Doctor nodded.
"Alright, dinner it is."
He set the coordinates for a planet, he didn't bother with the running social commentary like he usually would, everything between them seemed thicker now and more awkward, once he landed them he looked at the Master and smiled, the Master smiled back and they left the TARDIS.
As soon as they stepped outside the doors they were held at gun point.
"Doctor, is every trip like this with you?"
"Shut up alien!"
The Doctor raised his hands in a calming manner.
"Come on gents, we can talk this out in a calm manner."
The leader of the group nodded to his comrades.
"Arrest them."
The two Time Lords were cuffed and manhandled down into a pit which led into a prison, they were thrown into the same cell together, once they released the Master's wrists from the cuffs he walked to the small bed and sat on it, the Doctor was then released and began rubbing at his wrists, the door slammed shut and locked.
"What did we do?" the Doctor asked nobody in particular.
"Where are we?"
"Not so sure now, I thought we were on Romanuloun Five, but if it is, it's changed since I was last here."
"Yeah, I asked for dinner, and you get me thrown in a cell. Typical."
"Hey, I had all intentions of taking you to dinner, how was I supposed to know this was going to happen."
The Master sighed.
"Yeah right, I bet you planned it."
"No, Master I didn't plan it."
"Something tells me you're lying."
"I'm not."
"Yes you are. Don't lie to me Doctor, I can tell."
"Oh alright, but you can hardly blame me, I've been cooped up in the TARDIS for three bloody weeks, I've been dying for an adventure and I wanted you to come with me, I didn't think we'd get locked up with no explanation though."
The Master's mouth fell open in shock.
"What is the matter with you? Why can't you ever do something properly?"
"I'm sorry alright, I just wanted to spend time with you, since we've broken up I've been broken, it hurts so bad and doing exactly this takes my pain away, that's why after I did what I did to Gallifrey I went on a bender of doing just this."
"What getting locked up? See this is the exact reason the high elders took your son away from you back when he was alive. They agreed that you'd became a threat to the whole planet you do know that don't you, it's another reason why they exiled you, they sent me after you but I ended up getting dragged into it. Of course when you came back to Gallifrey and found out that they'd taken him and adopted him out to someone else you kidnapped your granddaughter, and this is exactly why you are stupid."
The Doctor never knew that was coming, the Master had never been for digging up past uglies, well he had but never this bad, he'd always limited himself because he knew that the Doctor still hurt inside from it. The Doctor frowned, anger welling up inside him, he strode forward and slapped the Master hard, the Master recoiled from the slap, the Doctor's mouth dropped.
"I'm sorry." He said with his voice barely above a whisper.
"I suppose I deserve that."
"No you don't. I'm sorry, just...that still hurts the high council along with my ex-wife calling me a bad Dad, it still hurts, the memory of it has stayed with me from regeneration to regeneration, and you are right, I am stupid. Not only have I put my own head under the guillotine I've put yours there too, we are the last two Time Lords, if we don't get out of here that's it...the end."
The Doctor sat down next to the Master; the two of them sat there and sighed.
"You know sometimes I wish it would end." The Master said looking down to the floor.
"Does that mean you wish that I hadn't saved your life?"
"No I'm glad you did because it's given us the chance to try and salvage what's left of our old friendship, but there have been times in the past like when I was in my twelfth regeneration and on the brink of death I have said to myself 'what's the point? Just end it, please.' But I never did."
"Yeah well I know you Master you could never take your own life, which is where you and I differ, I could if I wanted to, many times I have tried but I've had companions there to stop me. Like in my fourth regeneration, going up against you, I knew I'd die, the watcher told me, I knew I'd die and I knew it'd be you but I still got all suicidal and went up against you, I put my friends in danger because of that."
The door opening interrupted their in-depth emotional discussion.
"You two, the leader wants to see you."
They looked at each other both thinking the same thing 'here we go again.'