She learned it the hard way. Some people were never meant to exist. Not even the Doctor wants her as a companion. But then the Master saves her from certain death and discovers that this human girl might be of more use to him than he expected.
Ranki...
After the celebration I kept my promise not to push the Time Lords closer together. Should they deal with whatever they had for one another themselves.
It was hard enough to keep track of the confusing emotions I harboured myself. They were unfamiliar, following not a single rule I ever knew of. There was attraction, sure, but the Master had made it clear enough how disgusting he found humans. There was curiosity, lots of it, and it had only partially to do with the fact that he was an alien. There was a certain fascination - for who he was. And what.
Maybe even an obsession.
Whatever it was, I probably should make sure he would never know about it. Even with our deal in place I was never entirely sure he wouldn't just snap my neck in case I got too bold. The sensation he had sent through my body when his fingers had touched mine... it had chilled me right to the core, had reminded me that I was dealing with a wild beast. And only because he decided to play nice did it never ever, for even a second, mean that I should let my guard down.
Which shouldn't thrill me as much as it did.
I turned around and groaned into my pillow. This was frustrating and I had no idea how to deal with it all.
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Soon after, the Doctor brought the children away to their new home. It was a hearty goodbye with lots of hugs and even tears. Those rascals had stolen my heart already and it was sad to see them leave. Once again I was reminded of my nephews, whom I had helped raise and whom I hadn't seen in years - and probably would never see again.
The Master wasn't present when they left. Of course he wasn't. The way he had allowed himself to show a slightly softer side with them had probably broken what he thought was his reputation. It was a funny thought at least, so I stuck with it.
When the Doctor returned, he looked a bit sad, so I decided to cheer him up with what I thought was one of his favourite things to do.
"So..." I drawled, "You have any cool place in mind you wanna show me?"
"Uhm... weeeell..." He glanced from me to the console, rubbing his neck. "Sure... sure. Bet there's something. Nice and quiet, eh?" A small smile tugged at his lips and he tossed me a worried glance. "Are you sure? You haven't been so well, lately and-"
"Yep, absolutely," I assured hastily. "As long as it doesn't get too much all at once, I'm fine. Really."
The Doctor slightly pursed his lips and started to halfheartedly push a few buttons. "I want you to have fun, not collapse."
I snorted and crossed my arms in front of my chest. "I'm not that fragile. And as long as a certain someone isn't making a ruckus I shouldn't get so overwhelmed."
At that the Doctor tossed me another glance with raised eyebrows, one even I had no trouble deciphering, one that clearly said: I told you to stay away from him.
