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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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A/n: Just how badly did the Time Lords handle dealing with the Doctor and the Master?

Transfer of Ownership

It wasn't all that long after Martha had finished her return note to Tish when part of the Tardis' bonding gift started to kick in. The pack had also gained some extra benefits due to the fact that the Tardis was an equal member of the bond thanks to the fact of Jack's recent death and resurrection had prematurely triggered the bond activation. Not that anyone had really noticed anything until the Tardis' bonding gift started kicking in, except for perhaps the Tardis herself...

"Jack? Did you use up all of the Limerik soap?" The Doctor called from the bathroom.

"Nope! I couldn't find it either." Jack called back.

Somehow he'd managed to convince the Tardis to expand their living room/bedroom and add some comfy chairs to sit in. The Doctor was the one who'd managed to finagle the bookcases filled with a wide range of subjects. The Master on the other hand was still trying to convince the Tardis that it was safe to provide them with a small work station for her Time Lords at least to tinker with some small electronics on. Martha had absolutely refused to ask on their behalf for another two days at the least. She and the Tardis were still determined that the men wouldn't have a chance of escaping the enforced rest period.

"What is Limerik soap anyway?" Martha asked with a wrinkled nose at some of the images that the name caused to appear in her mind.

Jack and the Master exchanged a quick glance before Jack answered with a "You don't want to know, but if you have a choice between using Limerik soap and an earth pumice stone, use the pumice stone."

She just stared at the men before shaking her head and saying. "I don't want to know." Before turning back to the medical text that was in her hands.

"You know we never discussed what exactly that weird ritual thing that Martha said in the bond was." Jack said casually causing the Master's head to snap up to stare at him. Not to mention the fact that all three of them could hear when the Doctor slipped and fell in the shower, drawing a sympathetic wince from them all.

"I've been wondering the exact same thing." Martha said significantly as she shared a look with Jack. "The Tardis is the one who fed me the words. I didn't really understand them and my family couldn't figure it out either from what I understood of Tish's return note." This last statement caused the Master to stiffen in his seat, and another clearly heard *Thump!* at another slip of the Doctor's footing in the shower.

"Doctor! Finish up." The Master called grimly. "It appears our rest period is up."

The Master leaned back in his chair and propped his fingers in a peak before him as he regarded both his current mate and his half-human daughter. They all waited on the Doctor to join them as he reluctantly obeyed and finished up his shower before joining them. The door to the bathroom opened to reveal a fully clothed if still slightly damp, Doctor, who tried to casually stroll to his customary seat next to the Master but was betrayed by his own nervous energy before he sat down.

"Spill." Jack ordered, causing the two elder Time Lords to exchange meaningful glances.

"Jack, it isn't that easy." The Doctor warned.

"Don't care." Jack told him with a flat stare. "You'll explain it in a way that we can both understand, we're both part of whatever it is now and if we're going to need to defend ourselves we'll need to know how and from what."

This caused the Doctor to slump resignedly before straightening again and starting to explain. "What Martha invoked is very old and binding to the point that if we try to break it we could rip apart time." He said as he carefully watched their faces. "It also proved that the rest of our people did something to our friendship when we were young. Martha, you said that both the Master and I were called as guardians of differing and balanced types, meant to walk side by side. I've met and fought against two such guardians before. The Black Guardian and the White Guardian. If the Master and I were to be guardians and walk side by side then many things about our past now make more sense, including why we started fighting with more than just words." The Doctor sent a quick glance at the Master who appeared to be brooding over the situation and the explanation that the Doctor was providing.

"There's more to it than that." Jack said pointedly and at the Doctor's look he asked. "What are you guardians of and why would you need to ^walk side by side^?"

"That's a good question." The Master said quietly. "Time would be obvious. Balance would also work but we both occasionally create, preserve, and destroy depending. Chaos and order are unlikely but possible. I would likely be order and the Doctor chaos. The problem with elevating a mortal of any species of any kind to the status of guardian is that they have aspects of all possible base elements and qualities, no matter how small the amount. Whether the chosen mortal embodies the specific guardianship enough to warrant such an elevation is difficult to tell before the process begins because it normally must start during early childhood before any such major aspects would become even remotely set."

"What about just being universal protectors?" Jack suggested. "You're main jobs would probably be to protect life where you could and repair any damage to Time and Reality that you found. What if they also took such drastic measures when changing the two of you because they want the guardianship to pass down to your children? Its not unheard of in the stories and such that I've come across over the years." This idea caused the two to exchange surprised glances and to seriously consider what Jack had just suggested.

"But that would mean that..." The Doctor said slowly as he came to a very real and rather unsettling realization. "Oh dear." He said softly.

"It was just a suggestion." Martha told him comfortingly. "It doesn't make it real. Look, we can pick over the wording of what I said piece by piece. See what it really says and means, yeah?"

"I think that's an excellent suggestion, my dear." The Master told them briskly. "Why don't you write it down and get us all something to make notes on?" Martha nodded and got the writing supplies from her desk. The Tardis hadn't allowed anyone else to have a desk or into the desk for that matter either. She wrote out the words once more.

In accordance with ancient Gallifreyan law set in time locked stone, infused with atron energy that even the untempered schism could not break.

In accordance with the bloodline codes dating back to the first alpha, the first pilot, the first Tardis, to the beginning of the planetary pattern of the planet Gallifrey and with the blessing of time's essence and spirit.

I claim The Doctor and The Master, the Tardis to which the Doctor is currently primary pilot, the Fixed Point Time Walker, and retain my own heritage as a human, binding and bound, the five of us to earth and humanity as a whole.

This is the blood price, this is the forfeit. Do you dare challenge the claim?

Martha handed each of them a copy and when the Doctor saw what had been said written in black and white, sitting in front of him he murmured. "I was afraid of that."

"Yes, it is worrisome." The Master agreed.

"Wanna tell us?" Jack asked with his eyebrows raised at the oblivious men.

"If nothing else this indelibly links the Human race with Time Lords." The Master said with a frown. "Oh goody, we're stuck protecting the stupid apes in addition to whatever guardianship duties we already have that we know nothing about."

"Martha did accept our claim on her and claimed us back." The Doctor offered helpfully. "That certainly cements the bond beyond just about anything that might risk breaking it."

"Alright, so we wont be getting anything useful out of them for a bit." Jack admitted in fond exasperation. "Why don't we work on it together?"

"Sure." Martha agreed.

"I wonder who the Fixed Point Time Walker is?" Jack asked with a frown creasing his brow.

"Its you, freak." The Master retorted before turning back to his discussion with the Doctor. "You see here. Martha also retained her connection with her humanity but not necessarily with her original human family. She also claimed the Tardis specifically. Why would she need to do that?"

"From the feeling I got from the old girl when Jack died just before the bond activated she was going to wait until we were done with the Rising Sleep as is proper but Jack dying triggered it early. I think... I think that the Tardis is a full member in the bond." The Doctor admitted.

The shocked simultaneous "What?"s weren't entirely unexpected but they still made the Doctor wince and flinch back from the onslaught.

"You would go and muck up something so simple." The Master shook his head in disgust and received an indignant "Oi!" in response.

"Ookay, moving on. What do the words mean when they reference the betrayal of the Time Lord race?" Jack asked trying to distract everyone. He regretted his subject change choice almost immediately as both elder Time Lords got very quiet.

"Our failure and fall in regards to the Time War." The Doctor said in a quietly, pained voice. "The war would never have needed to happen in the first place if I had been able to bring myself to wipe out the Daleks before their conception as I had been ordered to by the High Council. Instead I let them live and thought to myself that such an action was going to far. I thought that they should have a chance to prove themselves as something more. Instead as a result through them I have been the cause of countless deaths on top of the other blood that I have spilled. I gave them a chance and they took it." He admitted bitterly to his stunned audience.

"They... they ordered you to commit genocide?" Martha asked faintly, and the Doctor nodded, shoulders slumped, eyes downcast.

"Oh Theta..." The Master breathed. " Those Bastards! No wonder you ran. No wonder you've been fighting like a wounded animal since I first caught up with you after you left. If I could go back and slaughter them for you I would."

"Don't! Just don't." The Doctor told him firmly.

"But.." The Master trailed off at the look the Doctor gave him.

"I didn't want to leave the first time but I didn't have much choice. I barely had a chance to collect Susan before we had to run. How do you think I picked out the Tardis or rather how she picked me?" He told him gently. "I remember enough of the night we left to know that something had happened that put Susan at risk for a memory adjustment and that they would kill me. No regenerating. Beyond that I'm afraid something must have happened to affect my memory. I know that I had decided you would get little if any of the fallout and were safe. We also weren't on speaking terms so I'm not sure if you would have come had I tried to get you to run with us. I don't remember much else, not even why we started fighting." The wry sad smile on the Doctors face showed the sincerity of his words.

The Master growled and stood, startling the others, as he stalked over to the Doctor. Jack and Martha were frozen in place by the Doctor's earlier warning about Time Lord instincts and the Doctor's own shocked wide eyed stare. He dragged the Doctor unresistingly up out of his char by his suit jacket and wrapped his arms around him, nuzzling his neck where he had bitten the other Time Lord less than a week ago. The Doctor's shocked, tense body stance eased as the Master only continued to hold him and nuzzle at the bite mark which now held a silvery sheen just under the gloss-like coating. The Doctor tilted his head, giving the Master more access to his neck and the pack mark as he relaxed into the other man's grip, accepting the offered comfort. Jack and Martha exchanged glances before getting up themselves and turning it into a group hug with the Doctor at the center. The Doctor's tension eased even further under the combined human and Gallifrean comforting techniques and he practically melted in their arms, barely biting back a sob. They had their Doctor and they were going to do their best to help heal him.

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