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Laying in the cold metal cell I silently waited for the return of my -shocking- climate, the Doctor. The fear no longer drownding the drums but simply adding to the melody in my head. A song no one would listen to.

As the tapping of fear approached, I sat up smirking wildly as a familiar face leading the Doctor back to the sell, a deep hurt look playing at his features.

"I'm sorry Doctor, but until we can get you both assessed, you are going to have to stay in here." The Brigadier said, watching silently as the cell door opened. "As for you, you're lucky he likes you."

Huffing I simply responded by tapping -one two three, four one two three, four- over and over the same rhythm that plagued my mind day after day. The drumming echoing in the corridor, only stopping when the Doctor leaned into my arm.

I didn't mind stopping since I had already unnerved the man. But I was still so concerned, that the worlds biggest pacifist -of whatever its called when you don't kill - killing.

"One chance, she had it. she tossed it out the window when she tried to kill you. Be grateful that I want a relationship, that I still spend what little mercy I have left in you." The words were haunting, to say the least. Not only that but coming from the Dictor, terrifyingly eye-opening to this forums nature.

'Great, mine is broken.' I sighed, wrapping my arms around his shivering body. 'At least he's kind of cute.'

"So, you don't mind killing?" The words were nearly out of my mouth when footsteps alerted me to the approach of -due to the heaviness of the step - the Doctor. Well his third -if I'm remembering correctly, whight hair curls- form, as well as my own past self.

"Very unfortunate indeed. Not my most stable forms." Three responded, glancing at my Doctor. "I hope you don't get any ideas with a second Master Ten, I did consider separating you three."

Without a word -or even lifting his head- Ten simply fliped Three off with a scoff. The shocked laughter of my past self-alerting me to his confusion.

"Time War, we don't talk about it. You git brought back, I regenerated. No big deal." My Doctor hissed Three walked off, locking the cell behind him.

"As for what we are doing here, I tried taking over the world and him. Well, I think mine is broken." I responded -current me, nit my past self- with a nod.

He was not afraid to kill after one chance, no other Doctors that I really knew about would ever say that.