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Planetary Hostage 2	By : Genuka Category: 1 through F > Doctor Who Views: 1882 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who/Torchwood and make no money off of them, mores the pitty. Nor Do I own the Justice League species Thangarians. This is a work of fiction with no intentional connection to anything real.

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Idiocy, Explanations, and Safety Nets

"Freak, would you help me try to recalibrate the internal stabilizers? I want to see if we can get this old bucket to stop throwing us around while we're in flight." The Master asked Jack, breaking the stillness and stalemate that had resulted when Martha had left the room.

The Doctor frowned at him. "Now wait a moment. She flies perfectly fine." He protested.

Jack and the Master exchanged a knowing look before Jack said. "Sure, it'll be good to work on the Tardis again."

"I'll come with you." The Doctor said with determination.

"What's the matter Doctor? Don't you trust me?" The Master mocked.

"No." The Doctor told him flatly. "I know you, you wont work on repairing her and if you do you'll do something else as well. Something sneaky that will probably take me hours to undo after I've dodged it."

"I'll watch him, doc." Jack told him confidently. "If nothing else I can always sic Martha on him through the bond and you know that she wont be happy if she has to deal with him in the middle of her ^me^ time, even if she doesn't have to move to chew him out." He finished with a grin.

"Still..." The Doctor waffled.

"You aren't coming." The Master said flatly ending the discussion. "Stay, talk to the Jones, Jack knows knows enough to keep me from doing anything to dastardly." The Master told him as he rolled his eyes, the practically dragged Jack out of the room with him.

Once they had gone a few hundred feet and made half a dozen turns the Master pulled Jack into a random room and used his laser screwdriver to lock the door. Jack watched all of this with some wariness and some amusement.

"Sooo, I'm guessing that we wont be working on those stabilizers." Jack said casually.

"I want to establish the mate bond but I think that it will hurt the Doctor if you aren't part of it to help stabilize the bond." The Master told him abruptly.

"Whoa!" Jack held up his hands in a surrender-like fashion. "Hold on. You want to run that by me again? This time with a little more information?"

The growled in frustration, then he tried to explain. "I've been trying to court him since we were in school. It hasn't worked very well."

"Ya think?" Jack asked archly.

The Master shot him a look before continuing. "What happened in the link proved that he needs a link to someone aside from his Tardis to act as a psychic stabilizer. Normally a pack bond would be enough but he's taken it to far, allowed the damage to spread to widely. If we don't do something we may still lose him." The Tardis lent her silent agreement through the bond, encouraging Jack's agreement.

Jack nodded slowly. "Alright, what do I do? I'm assuming that you want to establish the bond with me first to try and make it easier on him?"

The Master nodded in relief. "You have to be the one to initiate the bond or he wont believe that I didn't force the issue. He's still going to be suspicious until we can bring him into the bond but that be can't helped. We may even need to corner him and force him to at least face the issue. I'd rather not force the bond on him, it may do more harm than good." He explained.

"You know he's going to feel it and realize what we've done." Jack pointed out as he slowly reached his hands forward to rest on the Master's pressure points. The Master simply nodded. "Okay, here goes nothing." Jack said and with that he threw his connection to the Master wide open and reached for him. The Master met him half way and as they jointly wove their life threads together into a mate bond leaving room for the Doctor.

The pack bond flared. Martha sat bolt up right from her soak in the hot tub, cursing over the stupidity of reckless Time Lord males as she hurriedly grabbed her clothes.

The Doctor's head snapped around to stare at the door to the room in horror, ignoring his conversation with Tish. His whispered horrified "no" was barely out of his mouth before he bolted through the door toward where he could feel both Jack and the Master completing their bond less than 20 feet away where the Tardis had moved them. The Doctor slammed into the locked door and bounced off of it. He then hastily pulled out his sonic screw driver and unlocked the door, bursting in just as Jack and the Master broke apart and sank to the floor in exhaustion.

"You don't know what you've done." He said in disbelief as he stared down at the barely conscious pair.

Martha was just rounding the corner at the same time that her family was doing the same at the opposite end of the hall as they had followed the Doctor in his panicked flight toward Jack and the Master. The Doctor was still standing in the doorway staring down at the two men when they got to him.

Seeing the Doctor in such a shocked and unresponsive state worried Martha but didn't stop her from taking command of the situation. "Mum, see if you can find a room with beds nearby. I'm going to need to examine them and from the way the Doctor's looking I may need to look at him as well. Leo, dad, find something we can use to carry them to the beds once mum's found them. Tish, watch the Doctor. We don't need him going unconscious on us as well." Martha ordered. "Honestly, why couldn't they have waited until I was done with my soak? I'm going to kill them when they wake up." She muttered as the rest of her family wisely obeyed her orders without comment and she set about making sure that her pack mates hadn't gone and gotten themselves trapped in their own minds or done something else daft.

It wasn't until 6 hours later that they got any kind of response out of the pair, the Doctor had quickly recovered from his shock and been pacing worriedly around their room ever since. Jack was the first to groan signaling his first stirrings to consciousness and it was soon after that the Master gave a similar groan. Both wriggled weakly in their respective beds before eventually opening their eyes to peer around blearily.

"What in all of the cursed unnamed hells, did the two of you think you were doing?!" The Doctor demanded. "Do you have any idea what you've done? For Rassilon's sake! I'm tempted to just lock the two of you in a secure room on the Tardis after I've chained you to the wall in deadlock sealed chains! Honestly, I don't know what I'm going to do with you, and... Stop it! Stop laughing! This isn't funny."

By this point in the Doctor's tirade both Jack and the Master were lying in bed laughing over how worried the Doctor had become and the fact that they had done it for the very man who was now chewing them out and completely oblivious of why they'd done it in the first place. Which is how Martha found them 5 minutes later when she poked her head in the room to check on them.

"Well it seems that you two are feeling better. You gave us a right scare." She scolded as she came over to the beds and checked the monitors and equipment that the Tardis had provided when they had moved the twosome to the beds from the cold floor of the other room. "You want to explain why you pulled something so stupid?"

"Not really." Jack admitted, still feeling weak.

"Well, you aren't going anywhere from the look of it. Can either of you even get out of bed?" She asked curiously, causing the two invalids to exchange uneasy glances before quickly looking away from one another.

The Doctor threw up his hands in exasperation. "Well that's just great! Do you have any idea how stupid that was?"

"Nowhere near as stupid as refusing to deal with your memories of the war and letting them kill you slowly." The Master shot back causing the Doctor to take a step backward in shock. "The only reason we had such an adverse reaction is because we were missing someone while we wove it!" He retorted suddenly angry.

"Master!" Jack snapped at him, when he turned to the Doctor he use a much softer tone of voice, almost coaxing. "We were leaving room for you. We just didn't want you to feel cornered or have problems if you ever bonded with us. We both agreed that it would be safer if we established a bond first, even if you only choose one of us."

"You still haven't dealt with those memories." The Master pointed out. "The pack bond along with your pilot bond should have been enough to help stabilize you but it wasn't. You know it wasn't. It was obvious from your argument with that fragment of Rassilon, so please don't try and deny it. You adopted Martha so she was out. Jack doesn't have enough power on his own and our history means that without someone else in the bond to help keep us in check and balance us I can't help you alone. It would turn into one of our arguments and escalate to a level that would threaten the planet. Choose Theta, because if you refuse the next step is locking you in the Zero room and forcing you to watch your own memories and mine, of the war."

By this point the Doctor was very pale and leaning against the wall. "Bastard. You wont get the chance."

He swiftly turned to leave the room only to have the door melt away in front of his eyes, trapping the four of them in the room. Martha just barely managed to grab the Doctor before his shaking legs gave out underneath him. She eased him to the floor, and gently lay him back onto the floor between the two beds.

She stood back and scowled at them. "You aren't doing anything of the sort. You're going to rest, all of you." She told them sternly. "If I have to tie you to the bed to make you rest then I will. Tardis? Can we have at least one more bed please and a toilet? Oh, and some way to get food? I'll write a note so that you can deliver it to Tish and she can tell the rest of my family so they wont worry. I'll deal with these stubborn men." She glared at them as the Tardis obligingly provided a door to a small kitchenette and a bathroom as well as a bed each for the Doctor and for Martha. Martha was also quite pleased with the sturdy oak desk that was provided for her to use as she watched over her men.

"Now, Martha is this really necessary?" The Doctor wheedled from his position on the floor, still pale.

Martha was investigating the contents of her new desk and found a number of soft restraints in case she had to actually follow through on her threat along with a good amount and selection of medical supplies as well as the standard basic paper and pens/pencils. The Tardis wasn't giving the boys any excuse to leave Martha's care. She'd even provided a translated medical text on Gallifreyan biology along with the stored medical charts on all three of the men.

Martha held up the medical text with a raised eyebrow, showing them clearly what she held. "Apparently the Tardis agrees with my diagnosis. You aren't going anywhere."

"Exactly how long has it been since you've seen a proper healer, Doctor?" The now quite pale Master asked faintly.

"Oh, it must have been at least 5 regenerations ago." The Doctor said lightly as if there was absolutely nothing wrong with that, then he noticed how fast Martha was devouring the Medical text. She was reading at Time Lord speed and almost done the thick dimensionally expanded tome. A moment later she looked up from the tome closing it with a final *snap* and glared at him. Judging from how long it had taken her to read it, with sinking hearts, the Doctor calculated that the Tardis must have turned his entire Gallifreyan medical library into a compendium for Martha to read. She had just absorbed enough information to qualify her for 3 human medical doctorates in their respective specialized fields and be at the top of those very fields.

"Apparently she's finished stabilizing and has moved on to integrating the various natural abilities, prioritizing at need." The Master said quietly.

"Oh, I've done a bit more than that mate." She said in a forbidding tone and proceeded to pick the Doctor up off of the floor on her own and dump him into bed. "Stay." She ordered, and he meekly obeyed, getting under the covers after kicking off his shoes.

"How long has it been since any of you have been to see a proper medical doctor with knowledge of your biology?" Martha asked threateningly as she loomed over them from the center of the room. The three men exchanged guilty glances.

"I got a check up about 128 years ago, while I was still with the Time Agency." Jack admitted guiltily. "I mostly make do with what's available or die to fix something that's really broken."

"Well you wont be doing that any more." Martha snapped, then turned on all three of them. "Dying and regenerating are no longer options for fixing something wrong with you medically, is that perfectly clear?"

"Yes, Martha." They all quickly agreed.

"Good." She said in satisfaction. "Bed rest for the next three days. We can watch a film on the wall later." With that she settled down to write her note to Tish. It was going to be an interesting 3 days confined to the same few rooms with the other three but neither she nor the Tardis was going to risk them getting into mischief until they had gotten at least some rest and healing done after what had happened in the bond. Stubborn males.

A/n: Thoughts? Questions? Comments? Suggestions?
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