Child of the void (Doctor Who)

Part Part VI (X)

"Soooo," drawled Vienna, casually leaning back in her chair in front of the monitors. "Our Time Lords are dating now? How's that working out? They hate each other. Well, one does. Not sure the Doctor can hate. Too much of a sunshine, that one."

In front of her a set of flatscreens showed a crowd of people. Maybe a hundred of them, maybe a little more, or less. They huddled together, talking, some staring out of the windows were soldiers ran about, securing the area. The fire still burned wherever it could reach grass.

Donna let out a deep, weary sigh. "I wish it were so easy. They refuse to call it dating. Or anything else official, for that matter."

Their voices barely reached my ears. I still felt tired and in a strange way not entirely there. I wish they would have taken longer to arrive here. I wish those damn people wouldn't have attacked. I wish I could just be alone with my thoughts.

"Ah, so it's just a... thing." The blond did some air quotes. "Well, it makes sense, I guess. To me it seemed more as if those two were dating." And here she pointed... at me.

"Whus?!" I blurted out, tearing my eyes away from the screens to give Vienna an incredulous look. "Not for a million pounds!"

She snickered. "So, you tell me you'd shoot people with a bloody laser beam for just anyone?"

"You what?" called Donna, shock clearly visible and audible.

I clutched the laser screwdriver in my pocket, feeling the warm metal against my skin, the knobs and rotating parts that had a rougher texture. At some point I would have to return it, but right now I found a sense of comfort and security in having the device with me. The... weapon.

"People shot at us. It was just defense." I let go of the screwdriver and breathed out. My vision blurred a little and my head felt dizzy. If only they would be quiet. I didn't want to defend myself. "If I hadn't we'd all be dead now."

"Yeaaaah, suuure," made Vienna and winked at me. Sometimes she had quit the childish attitude to her, matching her high voice and the spring in her steps. That woman loved to be in danger. "That's why you completely freaked out when I pulled a gun on him. Several times."

It might be unfair to call it luck that a small commotion broke out downstairs, but it distracted everyone from me and the answer I didn't have. A bunch of people had started a fist fight, but the soldiers couldn't get to them because of how many people were in the way. The two women discussed what to do and I silently slipped away, glad about the opportunity.

For a brief moment I wondered if the wound might have gotten infected. It didn't hurt much, just itched a little, but my head felt strange. All of my senses felt skewed, somehow not quite as they should be.

The Time Lords hadn't walked too far, I had seen them vanish behind the door to the Master's bedroom. It had all the meds stored within it, so that made the most sense anyway. I knocked on the door and heard a grunt, so I went inside, stopping dead in my tracks when I saw the scene in front of me.

The Doctor knelt on the carpet, looking upwards, whereas the Master stood above him, just slightly bent down, one hand holding the other one's shirt collar in a tight grip.

"What is it?" grunted the Master, barely taking his eyes off of his prey. "I'm busy."

"Yah... I can see that," I mumbled, but then smirked, folding my arms and smelling just the opportunity to be a little mean. "I'm afraid you have to postpone that blowjob, though. There's a commotion downstairs."

The Doctor's head twirled around and his mouth clearly repeated my words without any sound. Then he suddenly shot up, tugging his shirt out of the Master's fingers and then hurried out of the room, babbling something about needing to help. The Master, for a moment, glared at the now empty spot and started to laugh. He stepped closer, nudging me with his elbow.