5.

The Master watches as Wilf hurries out of the other door as soon as the Doctor gets in and presses the release button.

The Doctor stands there as the radiation is let of and then he starts to bend over in agony. The Master smirks then bites his lip at this and glows blue, shrinking further into the shadows. The Doctor slowly strains his muscles and his hands become claws stretched at odd angles beside his slowly kneeling body. The Doctor grunts in pain and the Master hopes the Doctor can survive this; it is a lot of radiation even for a timelord and the Doctor is a crucial part of his plan, after all who is going to watch him take over the universe if the Doctor is gone? For a second the Master feels a hint of worry before he quickly swallows it and lets his face creep into it's usual manic smile. No, the plan was going to go exactly as he wished because he was the Master of all plans, the Master of everything and so the Master plan was always made by a Master. The Mister Master, oh those cheeky Toclafane how he missed them even if they had been human for a while.

Sinking to the floor the Doctor silently screams in agony as Wilf watches in horror what is being done to one of the best men he knows. The Timelord's stiff hand traipses down the window only then to wrap around his head while in the foetus position and go limp.

Watching in fascination the Master drops his head to the side slightly and leans forward so he can see the Doctors pain. It was a curious thing the brain; it could do so many things, most people said the Master was mad and he supposed in a way he was but if he was it wasn't his fault. The Master had done so many things that made people believe that he was insane that he had started to think it himself but there was always one thing that had fascinated him about the brain; pain. It was the one thing that so many people wished to avoid and yet they brought it upon themselves and those around them it was strange and the Master loved to see how different people reacted in different situations. The Doctor was one of his favourite people to cause pain because he reacted differently each time the Master did something hateful and his new regeneration seemed to feel sadness more than all the others.

The Doctor was lying there now with his arms wrapped around him and not moving at all. That would be when the lights inside the Faraday cage went out and it stopped emitting the radiation. The Master chuckled to himself, the Doctor always chose the best time to give up.

Wilf stood there staring at his beloved Doctor, the stupid old man thought he was dead, little did he know he was far from it.

The timelord in the shadows watched as the man in the glass released the tight grip on his own hair and heard Wilf's grumble of hope as the Doctor used his free hand to slowly rise up.

"Wha?" Wilf questioned and the Master shook his head at the man's idiocy as he watched the weakened Doctor kneel on his feet and look at Wilf with deadened eyes that went so well with his bloodied face. Peeking down Wilf said such a human thing it almost made the Master cry "Hello,"

The Doctor gasped back "hi," leaning on his legs to support himself.

"still with us then?" the human spoke to the timelord as if to a child but his voice showed genuine concern which the Master wasn't surprised about; the Doctor had so many petty humans following him it was unbelievable. What was perhaps more unbelievable however was that this one was still alive. How had he survived this long? His granddaughter had travelled with the Doctor and ended up almost dieing yet here was this man who seemed drawn closer by the prospects of family deaths. The Master decided he may like Wilf if it weren't for the fact that Wilf was 'friends' with the Doctor but The Master had his plan and Wilf was a major part of it; it was now time to play his role.

6.

Wilf tugged open the door to the cage and helped the Doctor out of it, carrying most of his meagre weight. The Doctor felt a burst of energy flood through him and managed to stand up straight while looking around the room and ignoring the awed look Wilf was giving him. He kept being drawn to the corner of the room, just where there was a dark shadow under the arch and if the Doctor looked carefully he started to see something within it and felt a flood of emotion flood through his body ending with a pool of want in his stomach. If only he could see what it was and why it made him feel like that...

"How'd'ya do that?" interrupting the Doctor's revelry. Pointing to the Doctor's face Wilf peered closer at him. In confusion the Doctor ran his hand back over his face where he had done it unconsciously earlier. It was scratch free. It was happening.

There it was; that urge again, he turned back to the corner, What are you? Rubbing his already spiked hair the Doctor felt a cold spike of worry enter his mouth before putting on a big grin that lit up the whole room and turning back to the confused Wilf who was know trying to follow the Doctor's gaze. "Ah, Just a trick from my home planet. Speaking of which..." he looks at the time lock transporter and pulls out the sonic screwdriver. A high pitched screech is emitted which makes the Doctor feel more himself as he blows stuff up. Kneeling down Wilf picks up something and the Doctor not being able to guess what peeks sneakily over his shoulder.

Wilf turns to the Doctor as he hurriedly makes it look as if he wasn't remotely interested in the small object in Wilf's hand. "what's this?" asks Wilf holding his hand in front of the Doctor's face so he had no choice but to look at it.

"That," the Doctor said inclining his head seriously towards the diamond "is a white point star." reaching forward he delicately picked it up out of Wilf's hand and glared at it balanced on his fist before pocketing the glass like jewel. "It's from Gallifrey and could just stop what's about to happen."

"Right." Wilf nodded happily while sticking his hands into his trench coat and looking around at the room. Then confusion covered his face. "Wait, what's gonna happen?"

"This!" Shouted the Doctor his arms slamming out and away from him while his head yanked back. The pain he felt was unbelievable just like it was every time he did it but he was never immune. Never. He wasn't blinded by the light that erupted from every cell in his body but by the burning sensation that encompassed him as if his whole body had burst into flame and it was screaming for help. He wasn't going to die though. He never died, not really, but this time was different and it was all thanks to a man called Captain Jack Harkness.

7.

The Master watched as the Doctor burst with regeneration energy and wished he could escape from the annoying man. Whenever a timelord regenerated another timelord could hear the song of his mind, unfortunately the Master had no wish to hear the Doctors mind especially in the presence of a human ape and when the Doctor had heard his song so many times.

The only reason the Master stayed was to make sure that the Doctor wasn't as stupid as he usually was and actually saw that he didn't have to change bodies in his regeneration. A little thing could solve all of that as well as helping him and along the way Dorra (or was it Donna?). Despite what many people said he wasn't a cruel man... well, not much... okay he was but that was beside the point. What he was trying to say was he could be merciful if there was a motive and right now there was a motive, a very big one. He wanted his body back and he had needed Wilf's help to get it.

8.

Clutching the white-point star in his hand the Doctor concentrated all of his energy into the small crystal that was cutting into him. The regeneration energy slowly faded from his left hand and there the light also dimmed, gradually the whole of his left side no longer glowed only his right. Eventually it was just his right hand that burned with the sensation and the Doctor moved his body so that the diamond was cradled in his hand in front of his eyes and glowed gently with the soft, yellow light.

The Doctor stared at it; in wonder and hatred, after all how could such a small thing be the cause of so much dispute and at the same time be so much help? He ran his left hand over his face and through his hair. He hadn't changed, he was the same, he hadn't died. Eyes filling with tears he pocketed the white point star and ran to Wilf who was staring at him as if he had seen a ghost. Hugging him tightly while laughing and spinning him around the Doctor grabbed Wilf while he struggled to form words.

"Wa- wa- wa didgya do?" waving his hands at the Doctor and trying to breath while the timelord carried on circling the room in happiness.

"I regenerated-" pulling to a sudden stop he stares at the arch. Laughing. In his head... but what was it? or rather... who was it? "-but I didn't because of that little diamond thing, you remember?" turning his back from the arch the Doctor runs back to Wilf and wonders if he can get his hands on the restraints the Master put him in before he left for the Tardis, Could come in handy...

"yeah... but what's that got to do with you glowing like a lighthouse?" Wilf asked confused.

"Not much," the Doctor admitted nodding his head slightly while sticking his hands in his pockets and trying to remember where the gurney was. He rounded on Wilf with a broad grin across his face "but everything!"