Disclaimer: Do I need to say it again?
AN: This is the climax of this fic, I will do another sequel, maybe this can be a series, no idea. Been a good and long run, but what with the baby and all I now can't stay up all hours of the morning writing slash fic (as much as I love writing slash fic)
AN2: Any idea's what this series can be called; also a name for the second sequel might be helpful.
The Doctor found the Master in the end, he was lying on a grass covered hill, he wasn't sure why he knew he'd be here, he just did, something deep down told him that it was because whenever the boy the Master used to be got upset he'd go out and lay in the red grass of Gallifrey's fields.
"Go away; I don't wanna talk to you right now."
"Master I'm sorry."
"I bet you are. Go on, your bimbo will miss you."
The Doctor went to him and stretched himself out beside him.
"Say I have this friend, a friend who means more to me than anything else, so much so that I would give up everything I am just to have the honour of his respect and returned affection. Say I had a friend like that, how would I go about telling him about it?"
The Master looked over to the Doctor, he managed a weak smile.
"Just say whatever's in your hearts."
"Okay I will."
He held the Master's cheek in his hand and looked into his eyes.
"I love you."
The Master smiled and when the Doctor kissed him, he didn't try and force his own control into it, he just let his lips be taken. The Doctor took hold of the Master's hand and brushed the back of his knuckle with his thumb.
"I know we didn't really want to get married but I want to try and make this work. I know you don't like my saving planets or having human friends, and I'm actually kinda beginning to see what you're getting at."
"So you're going to give up your favourite planet and saving people for me?"
"If that's what it takes then yeah. I want this to work, I don't know if you do but I'd like it to work, and I'd like us to do this properly, the whole shebang. Actually stop having a go at each other for a change, and we will make that dinner if it's the last thing I bloody do."
The Master chuckled and looked up at the Doctor.
"So what are you going to do with those friends of yours?"
"Tell them that I've got more important things to do now."
"Now hang on just because we're having some kind of a soppy moment here I don't want you thinking that I'll roll over and take it up the arse from you."
"I never thought that, until you mentioned it."
The Master looked up at him and spotted the grin, out of all the things that pissed him off about the Doctor that grin and those eyes were not something he'd ever tire of.
"Alright well what are you going to do about that woman that was kissing you?"
"I've already told her how I feel for her now that you're all I need. Weather you return that is a different question."
"I do return that, you know how I feel about you, surely I don't have to say it."
"No but I'd like to hear it."
"You will, but not now."
"Alright, I'm not going to pressure you. But I tell you something Master you and I will make this work, I know that now."
"And it took you how long to figure it out?"
"Shush you. So what if I'm a little slower than you are but I get there in the end."
The Master stood up.
"Come on then, we should be getting back, you owe me dinner."
"I know I do. So the moon of Cisar Eight good for you?"
"What's the prison food like there?"
The Doctor chuckled and took the Master's offered hand and pulled him down instead of help himself up, the Master landed on top of him.
"Oops." The Doctor said innocently.
"I'll give you oops in a minute."
The Master ground his hips down into the Doctor's, cause the man beneath him to gasp.
"Why Doctor is that your sonic screwdriver or are you just pleased to see me?"
They remained up on that hill for a while, just wrestling in the grass, they didn't actually have sex because neither of them would do that in public, they remembered what happened when they did that as teenagers, neither of them would ever forget that, getting caught by the Cardinal in the woods of Mount Perdition, they were both traumatised from it.
When they returned to the TARDIS Martha and Rose were gone, Jack however was still there.
"I hope you two are happy?"
The Doctor took the Master's hand and held it tight.
"I am, what about you Master?"
"Me too. Now if you don't mind we have a dinner reservation to attend."
Jack shook his head and left the TARDIS; the Master looked at the Doctor and smiled.
"Aren't you going to miss them?"
"A little but you're all I really need now, and I'm keeping you this time. No getting shot or getting sucked into the Time War with Rassilon, you're mine now and I'm keeping you."
The Doctor bounded over to the console.
"Well my husband, would you care to help me fly?"
The Master went to the console, it was so much easier to fly the TARDIS when they weren't arguing over which levers to use, it was a harmonious flight and what shocked the Master the most was even though he'd let the Doctor navigate he'd landed them in the correct spot and eventually they'd even made the dinner with no incidents, that was after they'd eaten, the Doctor couldn't pay the bill so the pair of them were made to wash dishes in the kitchens.
The Master looked over to the Doctor and shook his head; the Doctor smiled shyly and shrugged.
"What am I going to do with you Doctor?"
"I've been wondering that myself."
They both sighed and went back to washing the dishes with their sleeves rolled up around their elbows.