Comeuppance

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Comeuppance

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A negative outcome which is justly deserved

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The Doctor had The Master in her sights at last. Kind of anyway. She was running through the streets of London, following a trace of.. a strand of.. Okay, going on a hunch, from a reliable.. well, from a source of information. A newspaper clipping of the Olympic torch passed by UNIT in 2012, and she could just about make out a house next door she was sure wasn't there before.

'If I've timed this landing right, The TARDIS should be right around this corner..' she thought to herself.

The TARDIS wasn't there. But a bin was. She ran straight into it. And fell in. She did investigate it thoroughly, just in case, much to the bemusement of passers-by.

Defeated, she climbed out removing a few bits of lettuce from her hair. She walked back the way she came and entered The TARDIS where she proceeded to freshen up. When The Doc went shopping with the fam she had brought about 5 outfits... All exactly the same, mind you but 5 outfits nonetheless.

However, on this day she had managed to misplace every clean pair of underwear and she knew she only had a small window of time to track down The Master.

'Well' she thought to herself 'I remember Missy saying something about going commando is easier as a woman.'

She rushed out of The TARDIS, still on The Master's trail, and headed back towards the bin. As The Doctor turned the corner, she noticed that there was an alley she could've walked through behind the bin.

'A boring old Alley compared to a bin? I prefer my route'

She followed the alley and for a second thought, she had done a loop. In front of her stood a TARDIS, not a house as she'd previously thought, but her TARDIS, well almost. She noticed that the Police Box had a slight difference, the sign on the front was white, he'd gone for her previous incarnation's TARDIS.

'So close, yet so far, nowhere near as sexy as mine' she thought, she had to admit she hadn't seen this coming from The Master. Did he really think she would just forget where she parked or something?
Well, thinking about it, she probably would.

She pushed the door open, calling out "So this is your grand plan? Hide in plain sight?" as she walked in.

Her eyes fell on his face as soon as she walked in, stalking towards the console he was standing next to. There was someone else next to him, but she didn't think he was important. Besides, his back was facing her anyway.

"You" she practically growled out as she came to a stop in front of them.

"Me?" he questioned, confusion marring his features.

"Or me?" the other man said, it wouldn't be the first time he was mistaken for a guest in his own TARDIS.

The Doctor turned to the unknown man, ready to tell him to leave, that he didn't want to see what was going to happen. She didn't get a chance, he turned to face her and suddenly she felt like someone had thrown ice cold water in her face. She knew that face. Hell, she'd been that face.

"You?" she whispered, in awe at seeing her old face staring back at her, floppy hair, bowtie and all.

"Me?" he questioned again, clarifying.

The Doctor snapped out of her trance, remembering why she was there.

"No, him. I meant him. I'm just surprised to see you, that's all. Not everyday you see your old face staring back at you. Anyway, I came here for him. Shouldn't trust him, he's bad for you. Like a time vortex manipulator."

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