hey guys, I know it has been a while- i'm about half way through my exams now so will hopefully update this soon:) thanks for waiting patiently, enjoy :) I reread some of what i have written so far and i realised how flat it sounds... woops, its due to having to write that way at the beginning and it was hard to get out of that style. I've tried to make it like my normal writing but i'm still finding it difficult, i hope this is an improvement and the dull tone of she did this and he did that will fade out (fast?). Hope y'all good and this tim ereally enjoy :)

17.

Donna peaks her head out round the side of a building and then quickly draws it back when she sees people looking in her direction. Panicking she runs along the length of the wall and around the next corner; just in time as well because when she takes another glance the group of men in suits are standing where she had previously been watching them. She carefully backs away step by step while still trying to keep what Donna is sure is a group of aliens in her sight. Her right foot settles on something that doesn't feel like tarmac and the accompanying gasp of pain makes her stiffen her shoulders while a darkness begins to grow in her heart. It takes her a split second to think and then she spins around and grabs the front of the shirt of the man in front of her. She forces the man up against the brick wall and only then looks at his face. Dropping her hand, Donna laughs and the foreboding feeling she had in her heart leeks away like a river down a mountainside as there, standing in front of her, is her beloved fiancée, Shawn.

'What are you doing here?' her voices comes out happy yet confused and thankfully, Donna thinks, doesn't show any of the suspicion that lurks in the recess of her mind.

Furrowing his brow in reply, Shawn tilts his head to the side and indicates with his left hand towards her 'I was gonna ask you the same thing...'

Donna smiles while squinting her eyes slightly and responding jokily 'I was looking for aliens of course,'

'Funny... so was I, and look I found one,' he lifts his left arm again and points in her direction.

Donna whirls around, her ginger hair flying and her brain kicks into action thinking of weaknesses in various alien structures and how to talk the foreigners down. She looks around but there is nothing there, even when she looks up towards the sky, nothing. Donna turns back to Shaun, confusion clear in the furrows of her creased forehead. She stares at him solidly for ten seconds and then it dawns on her and she laughs as if it is one of the funniest things she has heard all day 'Oh... you meant me? I'm an alien?'

'well...' Shaun looks down at Donna's hand unnoticed which has the ring on from the other day: if he watches carefully it appears to glow.

Still laughing Donna starts to prance around with her arms in the air mocking him 'Oh look at me I'm an alien come to take over the earth,'

'well you might be-'

'Take me to your leader!' she moves her head from side to side grinning.

'well, if you want me to...'

'Nahhhh, come on Earth boy we need to get back to the space centre,' Donna loops her arm through Shaun's and heads of back the way she had come round the side of the building but instead of walking past the men in suits she heads down a side alley where her car is parked. Upon reaching the car she lets go of Shaun's arm and walks to the drivers side while rubbing her head.

Shaun swears that as Donna climbs into the car he hears her mutter 'Why am I here?' and when he gets in on the other side she looks at him in surprise and smiles 'Hello Shaun, fancy seeing you here...' He glances at her hand with the sparkling ring on it watches as the glow that was previously there fades out leaving the once shining ring in a state of impending darkness.

18.

The man who was previously known as Harold Saxon stepped out of the line of business men when he saw Donna Noble leaving with the mysterious Shaun. His disguise had worked; he was so used to wearing a suit that it looked natural on him despite it being about four sizes too big (he had "borrowed" it from Wilf) and of course miss Noble wouldn't have recognised him for being the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom. He knew the Doctor would have erased that from her mind- there were too many time events present in that non existent year not to mention the Toclafane appearance. As for the everyday men around him... well, they obviously weren't the brightest of people if a bit of blond hair dye and an unshaven face could stop them from recognising their leader.

Well now thanks to Donna Noble leaving so suddenly he had no transport back to what he supposed he could call his "home". He would just have to find his own way back to the residential part of Chiswick. Standing next to the road he sticks his arm out suddenly as a car flies past only to withdraw it again and put his thumb to his nose to the driver who honks their horn in reply. He does this to several passers by, each time laughing more manically, before he decides he actually does need to be serious or he will end up walking back. This thought gives him a feeling of revulsion and his mouth curls into a odd kind of grimace as if there is a bad smell beneath his nose which only reminds him of something even worse: buses. The repulsive big red boxes, polluting the already smothered air in a layer of dense Carbon Dioxide which would probably end up poisoning the world if global warming didn't do it first. Then again, he grins, maybe buses aren't so bad after all, the less human apes the better.

Finally a person stops and the tinted window of an expensive looking car electronically scrolls down to reveal a woman wearing black clothes and a pair of large lensed sun glasses despite the cloudy weather. 'You need a ride?' She asks with what people had come to think of as a typical English accent (posh).

He scrutinises her for several seconds then puts on his best and slightly manic smile 'Yes, thanks' and opens the door before lowering himself into the passenger seat. In the short time since he had first laid eyes on her the Master had deducted three things:

Firstly she was a woman (and yes the Master did know that this was obvious).

Secondly she was rich in some manner due to the car and also the make of the sunglasses- this could have been due to her line of work or her family, however her being out when it wasn't lunch time suggested family.

Thirdly she wanted to steal all his money and tie him up in building in the West of Central London.

The last he wasn't too fussed about to be honest; it bought him closer to Chiswick, he didn't have any money and it wasn't like she would be able to tie him up because he had inbuilt laser blasters. 'So where are you going?' he asked thinking of how he had heard Donna small talking and wanted to see what it was like in that girls head. Not just that but he wants to get a clearer idea of where he is going to end up and it was so much easier to ask nicely rather than hypnotise as the Doctor so kindly kept trying to point out.

'Oh, I'm looking for a... friend in the Chiswick area.' She says nodding once to confirm this although the Master notices her hesitation at the word friend and the way her hands moved slightly on the steering wheel. Slowly pressing down on the accelerator the woman in black glances into the mirror to check that it is okay for her to pull back out into the road and her eyes enlarge when she sees a police car zoom past then she lets out a breath in the form of a humourless laugh.

How convenient... 'Chiswick? What a coincidence, that's where I was wanting to go. Maybe I know the person you are trying to find...?' the Master roots trying to find out more information on the rich thief woman.

'Oh, I doubt it, she keeps to herself and those who know her think she is awfully loud... her name is Donna Noble,'

So maybe hypnosis wasn't so bad... 'Why are you trying to find her?' trying to concentrate on that question as much as a possible. 'What is so important about that ginger haired ape?'

'She knows the Doctor,... I'm looking for the Doctor...'

Interesting... 'What is your name?'

'Christina.' she replies, her voice void of emotion, while staring straight ahead out of the car window and driving.

'Well then Christina... I am the Master,' he leans towards her in his seat 'An old friend of the Doctor's... are we clear? Don't tell Donna about me and I will show you where she lives. One thing though, don't ask about the Doctor... he's gone mad they say, a real psychopath.' he smirks.

19.

okay so i'm sure u r asking where is the second part of the chapter? hmmm? well that is the thing... i'm not sure who to write about next and would like your guys opinions, i'm sure u hav suggestions out of the many people in the whoniverse. so pls do tell! review and tell me what you like/don'tnd i'll try nd improve it next time :) hit that button to time nd space ;)