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Simm!Master/Romana I

[in-the-end.livejournal.com]

The Doctor thinks he's won. No more end of the world. He hasn't though; he never lets him.

He thinks to himself that the Doctor is getting complacent in his old age and laughs and feels sad at the same time.

Then he stops and thinks 'how very interesting' as he fiddles with the TARDIS controls; the constraints the Doctor placed on the coordinates back at the end of the Universe are no longer there.

He's free. Sort of. A part of him doubts he ever will be; not free of this, anyway. Too many centuries have past and too many grudges have gone unsettled.

He knows exactly where to go first.

*

He never met her when she looked like this and he's momentarily taken back by her. There's no need for introductions but he wonders if she knows who he really is, if the Doctor has told her about him. He doesn't let himself doubt it.

"How very intersting," she says.

"What?" he asks.

"Nothing."

"Has he told you how beautiful you are?"

"No, not yet."

"Well then, let me - "

"Oh, please. You're going to tell me for him, are you?"

He rationalises kissing her by telling himself that he just wanted her to shut up. Romana stops him. "I never said that you could kiss me."

"No," he says, "not yet."

*

Afterwards, they both head straight to the bathroom to fix themselves up again. He doesn't look at her, he can't. Instead, he stares quite coldly straight past her into the mirror as she stands in front of it. "He'll prefer it when you're blonde, just so you know."

She follows his example and continues to look into the mirror. "Just so you know, he preferred it when you had a beard."

He finishes straightening his tie, steals a glimpse of her as she's not looking and goes to leave, but on his way out he can't help but think to himself, 'How very interesting.'