I would to anounce for those who didn't know that Elisabeth Sladen died yesterday of cancer and therefore i have dedicated a part of this chapter to her and also at the end is a video which i found today tributed to 10 and all of his companions, including Sarah-Jane.

12.

That night Donna had wild dreams of a man named the Doctor. They ran down corridors and leaped down stairs, she hung in the air as he told her to hold on. Giant wasps entered her mind, a girl soldier with blonde hair did flips through laser beams and John Smith was there, no there was two of him and metal pepper pots span in circles. A giant spider with a human body connected to it screamed at her over a deep hole that led to the centre of the earth but she wasn't scared in her dreams, she was happy. The happiest she had been in a long time. When Donna woke she didn't remember any of it; only a feeling of joy and a memory of a group of faces she didn't recognise standing around a circular station.

The Masters ring hummed with energy in the darkness while the Master found himself being slowly depleted. As he watched Donna his blue life force showed and he winced in pain every time his body changed form.

13.

For a week the Master followed Donna everywhere she went and occasionally he would see her sniffing the air and frowning before shaking her head and returning back to what she had been doing.

The Master himself grew tired of following an ape to the same places everyday. Unemployed, Donna didn't go much further than the local shops or to what the Master could only guess was her fiancés flat. One thing that did interest him though was the way they both acted towards each other: being engaged he would have thought they knew each other well and were romantic in some way but from what he could tell Donna knew very little about the man and Shaun acted like an idiot when around her even though when she left the room he lost his clumsiness and difficulties with computers. In fact the Master could have sworn that at one point he saw Shaun looking at confidential government files but this was a bit past the skills of the everyday human so maybe the Master was mistaken. Maybe.

As for Donna's runny nose the Master didn't really care, it wasn't his fault she had a cold, and if it weren't for his ring then the timelord wouldn't be following the human around at all especially with the horrible microbes that were no doubt being emitted by the primitive creature.

Since tracking the Doctor to Miss Noble's house there had been no signs of the only other timelord in existence to which the Master was grateful; he couldn't stand that man's trying to 'save' him right now let alone his forgiveness. The Master had almost everything he needed; he had a means of transport if only in three dimensions (time being the fourth), he could steal food from Wilf's house, it wasn't as if they would notice, the overindulgent creatures. He had clothes and was becoming rather fond of the black hoodie; it suited his mad side, all he needed was for his body to stay stable and he would be fine and for that he needed the ring and the regeneration energy now in it. Although he couldn't stand having anything of the Doctor near him he was willing to take some of his energy if it meant he could live after all it was quite fitting taking some of the life-force of his enemy.

Crouching on his usual space on Donna's desk the Master closed his eyes, and feeling bored from not attempting anything evil in a while, he tried to enter her dreams without any physical contact. Despite his brilliant skills of telepathy this shouldn't have worked with anybody but a timelord yet he felt Donna's consciousness there and in fact it appeared to be reaching out with little tendrils that sung of happiness and adrenaline. Mmm... interesting...Going into her dream he saw the Doctor and that despicable Martha Jones (whom, he reminded himself, he must get his revenge on her for tricking him)both crouching around a blonde girl. The Doctor was crying and was holding the girl in black and green and while rocking her back and forth.

Deciding to watch further the Master concentrates harder and creates a physical form in Donna's dream instead of seeing it through her eyes so that he can walk around the scene at his will. Looking at the Doctor he wonders what connection the girl has to him after all why would he act in this way to what could only be a relatively new acquaintance. Deciding it must be one of his new human toys the Master looks away and ignores what the Doctor says to the ape, It's always the blondes..., and studies the room they are gathered in. It's tall and appears to be some sort of space vehicle however there are lots of plants (oxygen supply maybe?) and if he looks carefully... aha! There! Above them was a cloud of light such as that of the Timelords but somehow different in its composition.

Turning back to the girl on the ground while ignoring the aliens and humans who are all gathered round, the Master walks towards the Doctor only to leap back when the Doctor grabs a gun and points it directly at his chest. "What? No, you shouldn't be able to see me... you can't see me, I'm in a dream!" panicking the Master scrambles backwards into a peppered haired man all the while muttering excuses for why he can't die "I helped you! Remember? I saved you from Rassilon! And Donna! I'm saving Donna!" Please don't kill me!

Panting the Doctor holds the gun steady with his eyes fixed in the same place. Deja vu... back in the meeting room when the Doctor had told the Master to get out of the way and then he shot something else... well, he was getting out of the way!

Crouching down the Doctor leans towards the man the Master had banged into and flips the gun so he is holding the barrel. The Master can see the grief in the Doctors eyes at that point, something so strong that he is barely in control "I never would!" He says speaking to the grey haired man who the Master now realises is being restrained. "I never would!" he repeats, this time shouting and the Master believes him; he never would. A strange feeling enters his stomach something a kin to regret but it swells up like a balloon, making the Master feel a bit sick and when he tries to swallow he can't so he looks away.

Focusing his eyes back on the army clad girl the Master tilts his head to the side and feels his eyebrows frown while his mouth pouts slightly. Feeling a sudden hint of another emotion, this time jealousy, the Master walks towards her while keeping his gaze firmly on her face. Why would the Doctor care more for a stupid human girl than for a fellow timelord who had been his enemy for centuries. It was ridiculous. The Master reached towards who he now knew was Jenny and wanting to do something terrible felt the blood lust rise in him. That hunger that had driven him to kill so many people in the past, that anger which would have destroyed planets had it not been for the Doctor stopping his plans, the fire that encompassed his body made him want to do some of the most horrible things imaginable. He wanted to dig out her heart with his bare hands, feel the blood leak down his fingers as the red liquid struggled to keep inside the arteries that it had previously travelled in.

When The Masters hand reached Jenny's chest he stopped, his desire for the blood overruled by his confusion. There was something wrong. This girl appeared to be dead but she wasn't and the Doctor was a fool for giving up so easily. Two hearts beat in her chest. She's a Timelord!

Donna lurched upwards into reality, not knowing what had horrified her or why. If she had been more alert she may have noticed the man in the corner quivering with fright as his life-force slowly dimmed and almost went out, just leaving a skeleton behind in ragged stolen clothes.

14.

"Run!" A blond girl screams running in through the splintered remains of a door while chucking stuff at the ceiling behind her. Her combat boots kick up clouds of dust from the hot stone floor which create little spirals in the air, swirling in patterns and creating shapes in the light. Tripping backwards the girl performs an emergency back flip in order to keep her balance only realising afterwards what it was that made her lose it.

A body lay on the floor. Jenny leaned forward while glancing quickly back up to the ceiling to check the status of her alien stalkers. Pinching the persons wrist the Doctor's daughter realised there was no pulse from the humans heart but the death was relatively new as the veins were still warm which meant there was somebody already in here...

Grabbing the wooden leg of a broken table Jenny swung round and hit her foe right in the centre of the head. Green blood splattered from the seven foot alien and covered her face and hair. "Stop," she says before the alien from Raxacoricofalapatorius breaks her neck with its long claw like hands "You shouldn't hurt me... I know your plan!"

The alien pauses then says hesitantly in its rough yet high pitched voice "what plan?"

"umm... Look!" she shouts pointing to the other slitheen and then back at the one who has her cornered "He's planning on selling you out and then killing you!"

"What? No, I didn't! She's lying Geshy! Don't believe her!"

Jenny ducks under the male slitheen's arm and runs down the next corridor back to her space ship, unfortunately not seeing anybody alive along the way.

Back in her pod she sets her new co-ordinates deciding to get as far away from the unfriendly Sletheen as possible. "Sol 3..." She reads off the display screen in-front of her "Could be interesting..." Grinning widely Jenny leans back and pulls the yoke towards her to steer the vehicle upwards and watches as the stars zoom past in all their beauty.

15.

The Sontaran takes aim, aligning his gun to shoot the women called Martha Jones who stands there with her braided hair flicking back and forth as she checks her surroundings and talks to her mate named of all things Mickey Smith, who handles his gun readily. Both of them are fools; not even checking behind them and only looking the way they had come.

Reading to pull the trigger the Sontaran takes one final look at his enemy and "WHAM!" he falls to the floor.

Mickey and Martha carry on examining a map impervious to the Sontarans fall, then, sensing someone's presence Martha looks up at the walk way behind then and stares in amazement at the one man she never thought she would see again, the one man who wasn't even of this planet and yet loved its blue sky like no other alien did. The Doctor.

In his long dress coat the Doctor stands with his right hand holding a long handled hammer while his left hand is tucked into his pocket. He stands so still, observing the world as if every detail is precious not even blinking when Mickey shouts in recognition. Smiling the timelord turns to the side and walks along the platform and then with haste down the stairs until coming to a stop at the bottom and surveying his old companions, each so different and yet all ending up the same. "Hi."

Running forward Martha enfolds him in a hug so forcefully he almost looses his balance and rocks backwards on the balls of his converse before correcting himself and leaning into the hug with a wide grin.

"Boss," Mickey says leaning a fist forward when he reaches the pair and feels the rebound run up his arm when the Doctor smashes it back.

"Doctor what are you doing here? I mean I can see why you're here," Martha nods looking back at the sontaran who is still passed out (thankfully no longer with the gun which had dropped to the ground below when the alien potato had been assaulted) "but what are you doing here?"

Taking a step back the Doctor looks around squinting slightly at his surroundings taking in the walls and the large complex next to them "Well I can leave if you want..." turning to go and then stopping with his mouth stretched to the sides mischievously "Nah, thought I might stick around and see what's going on with everyone."

Mickey and Martha glance at each other with furrowed brows, thinking the same thing and wandering at the Doctors strange behaviour.

"Come on then, don't want to be here when that sontaran general wakes up, I hear they are grumpy in the mornings."

Now the newly weds really are concerned about the Doctors awful joke and hurry to follow the timelord to the Tardis and all the while Mickey notices that the Doctor didn't comment on the rifles that both of them carry.

Part 16 is dedicated to Elisabeth Sladen (Sarah-Jane Smith) who died yesterday on the 19th of April 2011, R.I.P. and may your sleep be a good one.

"That was the maddest Christmas ever Clyde, mum still doesn't know what happened," Luke talks to his friend on his phone while walking down Bannerman roads pavement "She asked Mr Smith to put out this story saying how wi-fi went mad and was giving everyone hallucinations, I mean how else would mum explain everyone with different faces". Luke walks out across the road only to hear a blaring horn and feel himself pushed out of the way of an oncoming car.

A tall man straightens before him as they stand in the entrance to one of Luke's neighbours drives and gives the teenager a quick once over to make sure that he is okay.

Recognition bursts into Luke's eyes and his face freezes in shock "It's you,"

Nodding the Doctor steps back and places his hands in his pockets "I felt I should be here, and by the looks of it I was right" Starting to walking across the road the Doctor checks behind him and indicates for Luke to follow him. Together they walk into 13 Bannerman road wherein Luke runs up the stairs shouting "Mum It's him!"

He gets to the second floor before Sarah-Jane appears from the attack where there is a distinctive whir of machinery. Looking at Luke, Sarah-Jane smiles and laughs at the sight of him in such a commotion "what's the matter Luke?"

"Mum it's him, it's the Doctor, here, in our house, now."

"What? No, it can't be you must be mistaken Luke..." Sarah-Jane trails off knowing how unlikely this is but that would mean the Doctor was really here.

"Hello Sarah-Jane." spinning to face the other set of stairs the women who once travelled with the Doctor sees the very man who changed her whole life. The same pin striped suit that she had last seen him in, if a little more worse for wear, showed his stick thin body while his spiky hair stuck up in the air, defying gravity in it's self.

A single tear trickled from the corner of Sarah-Jane's right eye and down the side of her cheek, falling upon the collar of her white shirt. "Hello Doctor."

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