The Doctor only wants to move on from his past, but it refuses to rest. He is hunted down by the Master, who not only drags a kidnapped human woman with him, but also demands help with "fixing" her. Amy convinces the Doctor to agree, unknowing of wh...
A/N: This story can be read entirely on its own! All significant details will be explained, when they get important. It is, however, a direct sequel to my previous story "The Master's Game". So if you want all the details, head over and read it. ;)
I always loved the 11th Doctor and also Amy a lot. So I couldn't resist writing them. But how might things change, now that the Master and Roka are with them?
Be prepared for old adventures with new twists, but also for entirely new ones, since I'm not a big fan of doing plain and simple episode rewrites.
I hope you'll enjoy this story! And don't forget to fav and follow and also leave some comments. Even a simple one-liner can motivate a lot! So don't be shy. x3
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Act I - What was and might become
In which the Doctor's past collides with possibility and old friends return. In which love turned to rejection and Amy tries to bring back a smile
Amelia Pond followed the Doctor back to the TARDIS with light steps. They had made it! Once again. She had met Winston Churchill himself, had seen London during the war, had helped fighting off those Dalek things - she still had no idea what exactly they even had been though. Together with the Doctor she had even convinced the old mad scientist to live a nice life as a human, instead of deactivating himself. However, Amy really had a hard time not laughing at the thought of how this Dorabella might look at him, should she ever find out that he was a machine inside.
They had almost reached the blue box, making Amy crave the next adventure already. This hadn't taken up too much time and she was still full with adrenalin, ready for more, and plenty of it.
"So, you have enemies then?" Amy wanted to know, a light sting of guilty conscience nagging on her at the thought of maybe never returning to tomorrow.
"Everyone's got enemies." The Doctor shrugged.
"Yeah," she chuckled. "But mine's the woman outside Budgens with the mental Jack Russell. You've got, like, you know, arch-enemies."
An amused giggle came from behind them at those words. Had they been followed by one of the staff? The Doctor didn't seem to have noticed, too sunken into his worries about the newly born Daleks. Only Amy turned around, but all she saw were people in uniform and some blond guy, casually leaning at the wall nearby. He looked a bit out of place and even winked at her, then turned around and simply walked away.
Just some bloke flirting maybe? Whatever. They had reached the TARDIS and leaned against it, looking at each other.
A grin whizzed over Amy's face. "And here's me thinking we'd just be running through time, being daft and fixing stuff. But no, it's dangerous."
