The Forgotten

Chapter 10

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Children...their children...

The Doctor couldn't quite believe it and yet part of him had accepted Missy's statement without question, which was strange considering her track record for deceit. Yet the now constant throbbing in his head probably had something to do with it.

He needed time to think, to meditate, The Doctor knew he was closer now than ever to breaking through the memory block and he needed to...to understand how they could be his children...to understand why Missy seemed to want him nowhere near them?

Just what had he done to make her look at him like that? It would be comforting to try and convince himself it was all a ruse that The Mistress was taking advantage of his memory wipe to try and transfer blame. Yet there was something very real about her rage, that wasn't faked; so whether he was genuinely complicit or not Missy genuinely thought he was and she was as defensive as a lioness guarding her cubs.

He needed to know...he needed to talk to think...to talk to her properly...he needed these damn droids to stop dragging him along like a rag doll.

"You know I am capable of walking." The Doctor growled, surprised when the droids actually paused long enough for him to get his feet under him.

Stretching towards his pocket The Doctor managed to get his fingertips inside, faking a stumble was enough to get them locked around the tip and he flipped it up into his palm, flicking through the settings by memory alone.

There setting 43...the droid to his right suddenly froze, sparks shooting out of its chest, enough for The Doctor to wrench his arm free and turn to face the other...which already had its stun gun raised its tip glowing...

"Oh s..."

"Command Override Alpha-511794." A familiar voice called out and the droid shut down, the gun dropping but the shot still fired off, The Doctor braced himself before jumping as the blast burned as it otherwise passed harmlessly between his legs.

Closing his eyes as a wave of nausea passed over him The Doctor had to resist the very male urge to check...Yet there was no time as Osgood and Kate were bounding over to him relief apparent on both their faces.

"How did you do that?" The Doctor demanded unable to completely hide his professional pique at being outdone...his ego had already taken more than enough of a battering today.

"Missy gave us the password." Osgood answered a little too smugly for The Doctor's liking, perhaps it was Missy's taunt that was really to blame, but The Doctor found himself glaring at the young human female a little too harshly...was that a trace of lipstick on her...

"Doctor The Mistress she's not..." Kate began her blonde eyebrows knotted in frustration. "She let us go that is not normal. She barely even gloated."

Swallowing hard The Doctor couldn't meet Kate's gaze, his own stomach knotting in sympathy as he was forced to face the butchery Missy had done to herself. "She's human." He spat gesturing for Kate and Osgood to follow him.

They needed to get back to those Looms before Missy released them, once they were out it would far too easy for Strax to steal them away.

"There is no need to say that like it's something to be ashamed of." Kate spat back only partially mollified as The Doctor at least looked back over his shoulder a little abashed.

"But how is that even possible?" Osgood asked glancing between her boss and The Doctor, neither of whom looked as stunned by this as she was.

"It's this Chameleon device, turns a Time Lord into a human." Kate explained.