A Different Set of Drums (The Master, Doctor Who)

Chapter Eleven

Scary
Kayla's POV
- A Week Later-

I shakily breath out, rubbing my hands nervously as I watched The Master fiddle with a remote in a small library. Heart thumping, I closed the book I had and set it onto a desk. There's something wrong with me. I don't know what it is. But it's not me.

So jumpy, crazy in a way.

It's worrying me.

"M-master?" I stutter slightly as he stops and looks up at me, smiling slightly. "Yep?" He questions as I swallowed. "Ah... Nothing. Nothing." I explain, dipping my head, as I hear footsteps towards me. "What's wrong?" The Master kneels in front of my chair as I felt my face go bright red.

"I... I don't know. What's wrong with me?" I slightly whimpered out as he looked into my eyes worriedly. He reached up, feeling my forehead before frowning. "No temperature." He rose an eyebrow at me, before standing up and grabbing my hand, pulling me up slowly.

"Now say ah." He grinned as I opened my mouth. "Fine in there." He comments, before moving my chin and closing my mouth. I smiled embarrassed as he stopped and watched me.

"Can't find anything." The Master shrugs as I rubbed my temple. "Is that so?" I groan as he squints his eyes where I rub. He mimicked my actions on his own forehead. Widening his eyes slightly before gently taking my raised hand, intwining his fingers through mine.

"What's it like?" He questions as I twitch slightly.

"I'm not sure... It's like someone is banging in my brain. Trying to get out." I tried explaining as he tilts his head to the side. "I'm such it's just a migraine. Let's get you fixed up huh? Don't want you in pain." He softly guides me out of the room and into the hallways, down to the main room. Once getting there, The Master still holding my hand, opens the door as I walk in.

The Doctor and Jack were in here, Martha's mother sleeping on a plastic chair in the corner... Okay then.

It wasn't that painful, the sound.

Sound?

My eyes widened in fright for a second before turning normal again. "Oh! A doctor! We need a doctor!" The Master grinned at him as he whipped around and walked over. "Hello!" The Doctor smiles slightly.

"Kayla, migraine, medicine, Doctor." The Master said quickly as he nodded before taking out his screwdriver and...

I choked slightly at what I was about to think.

Oh my god. He's screwing me, with his screwdriver.

I burst out laughing loudly, almost falling to the floor before jumping back up. "What... Was that." Jack comments as he walks over and I put my hand over my cheeks. "Oh god, so sorry. Thinking bad again." I waved my hand towards The Doctor's screwdriver as Jack looked at it, before it clicked and he laughed to.

"Doctor! I want to be screwed to!" He cried as I coughed from laughing to much. The Master too ended up laughing a lot as The Doctor, unamused stared at us. After a minute or so he finally cracked a smile and laughed with us.

I stopped altogether though, this was annoying me.

I swear, it's making me go crazy!

If I were to think about it hard enough, it would sound familiar. Like a know it. Reminded me of that day when The Master and I tried out instruments. ...What was it? Piano? No...

...Drums?

That does suite it pretty well, drums. Drums. Drums, drums.

I slowly grinned as I looked at The Doctor like he was crazy. "I don't need any medicine. I'm fine." I convinced him, before walking towards a bag I left on a bench at the side of the room. I could feel a pair of eyes on me as I reached down to grab it, before a hand covered my own, stopping me.

"Kayla?" I heard the smooth voice of The Master as I looked to him. "Yes?" I smiled widely at him as he stepped back a few steps. "Ah... Nothing. Nothing." He said quietly.

Didn't I say that?

Shrugging I open the bag, before scrunching my eyebrows. Now why am I going in a bag again?

I closed my eyes. This is ridiculous. I'm so muddled today.

I closed the bag, throwing it where it was before going up to The Doctor, groaning and hugging him.

"Today is just not my day." I sigh as he let out a little 'oomph' from the impact. Wrapping his arms around me, I thought about it all.

Bonkers! That's what I am! Mood-swings and all!

No I'm not pregnant.

Yes, I know what you're thinking.

No. I haven't done that before.

"Hey, we all have our weird days." The Doctor grinned at me as I nodded from his chest.

I turned around slightly, seeing The Master grumpily look away slightly, before walking off towards the main controls.

Unwrapping my arms, I sigh loudly. "Why are we even all here? Boringness." I groan as Jack wrapped his arms around my shoulder.

"What do you mean?" He asked as I looked up at him. "I want something. I want it madly, Jack. But I don't know what it is. It feels like this world is too small. The sky is too small. The universe is too small. I can't breath here." I say to him slowly as I look up at The Master.

Love is not always beautiful.

My eyes widened slightly as I stared at him. A familiar song playing at my ears. Look with your heart, and not with your eyes.

But why that song?

It confused me though, that sentence. How can one look with their heart?

I felt a pair of hands go around my eyes as I squealed. The hands lifted away as I noticed The Doctor standing in front of me. "Kayla?" He called as I rose an eyebrow. "Yes?" I ask as he smile slightly at me. "After this is all over, we will show you. The world is massive." The Doctor slapped my shoulder, grinning before heading off towards Master.

Hm... I wonder how he thought of that name, Master.

Pssssh. I hope it wasn't mean for dirty purposes. Making everyone call you Master. Sounds...

...

..kinky.

Oh god.