Daniel started to shake, jaw clenched and face twisted in pain, sweat beading his face. The images were coming far too fast, too much for him to handle. The Master's terror at the thought of going back, to nothingness was contagious, seeped through the bond and mixed with the Doctor and Daniel's own fear of the same. Right along with it was the fear of being controlled and the need to ensure no one ever controlled him, and the horrible, ever present sound of drums. Daniel's hands flew to the Master's as if they had a mind of their own, trying to pry the Time Lord's wrists off.
A TARDIS that would never fly again. That's what they said about the old girl when he'd first caught a glimpse of her in the museum. Now they were light years away on some unknown planet, and Daniel would have laughed at them all if his ankles weren't killing him. He tapped his foot impatiently. What was taking the boy so long? "Could you bring that there - yes, that one over there to me, Chesterfield?"
The human came back with the device and handed it to him with a sigh. "It's Chesterton. Ian. Chesterton."
"Yes, I'm absolutely certain that's what I said the first time, you silly fellow! I have ears and I know what I heard and I know what I said. Now do run along, Barbara and Susan are waiting," Daniel grunted peevishly. He waited for Chedderton to leave. Then he allowed himself to hobble to a tree stump, sit down, and nurse his aching feet. He wondered for the first time what he'd done to get himself saddled with these humans. Why did he lock them in? In hindsight, it wasn't a very good plan, not when he could have just up and left with Susan and gone to a different planet. A momentary lapse of judgement. He'd started getting used to living on Earth. It would have been easier on them both to leave the humans there. Perhaps Barbara and Chatterman knew their identities but the universe was a big place.
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A TARDIS that would never fly again. That's what they said about the old girl when he'd first caught a glimpse of her in the museum. Now they were light years away on some unknown planet, and Daniel would have laughed at them all if his ankles weren't killing him. He tapped his foot impatiently. What was taking the boy so long? "Could you bring that there - yes, that one over there to me, Chesterfield?"
The human came back with the device and handed it to him with a sigh. "It's Chesterton. Ian. Chesterton."
"Yes, I'm absolutely certain that's what I said the first time, you silly fellow! I have ears and I know what I heard and I know what I said. Now do run along, Barbara and Susan are waiting," Daniel grunted peevishly. He waited for Chedderton to leave. Then he allowed himself to hobble to a tree stump, sit down, and nurse his aching feet. He wondered for the first time what he'd done to get himself saddled with these humans. Why did he lock them in? In hindsight, it wasn't a very good plan, not when he could have just up and left with Susan and gone to a different planet. A momentary lapse of judgement. He'd started getting used to living on Earth. It would have been easier on them both to leave the humans there. Perhaps Barbara and Chatterman knew their identities but the universe was a big place.