Laura held the communicator carefully. She'd been fiddling with it a bit, hoping to figure out what is going on, when she'd managed to come across another channel ( Read more... )

She had retrieved her TARDIS which, as far as she was concerned was the second most important objective in her view and practically necessary for the accomplishing of the first ( Read more... )

The voice is likely one known to many, if not all, who had their communicators on.

"Just to clarify things for me... Is there a reason why I'm wanted in the city of London?"

He'd moved Lucy, now deemed well enough to return to her husband, to his own TARDIS. No doubt his other self would not be happy with this move, so best not even be in the same TARDIS as him. Not like he wanted anyone there in the line of the Master's fire again. Bad Things were likely to happen otherwise, and Bad Things were the things he tried ( Read more... )

In a very, soft and dangerous voice the Master's voice comes over all the communicators.

"To the Doctor who has my Lucy. Return her. Or else Tom Milligan will be a very unhappy person, maybe even a dead person. To those of you who know Tom, Martha Jones, you might wish to convince the Doctor to listen to me."

The problem with being in public office, before you have the means to rule the world, is that you have those sudden, annoying emergency meetings that show up and you just have to go to them. Which the Master did. He kept the meeting as short as possible and rushed back home to his Lucy ( Read more... )

The video ended, and the next and the next, and the Master didn't come back. Static was comforting for the first few hours.

The water dripping on the pipe created a staccato that kept the Doctor from sleeping. That, and the grumbling of his stomach. He was so hungry. Well, it was to be torture. The Master wouldn't win, so he refused to ( Read more... )

Despite having gotten slightly distracted by the Mistress's appearance, the Doctor had not actually forgotten about the impending threat of the Cybermen in Russia. Which would be why, now that she had time, she was using her TARDIS to gather all the reports and information on the Cybermen's movements and store them on a small device similar to a ( Read more... )

Tom had put everything in his locker into a small duffel bag and now stood right outside the front of Royal Hope Hospital, waiting on Harold Saxon--the Prime Minister!--to come fetch him for his journey to help save the universe. He was excited--he'd been personally chosen to assist in this crusade, and he was eager to serve.

He checked his watch. ( Read more... )

Lucy Saxon had come to the conclusion that she thoroughly and utterly despised the Doctor ( Read more... )