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This story is No. 1 in the series "The Master's Son". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: The Master tilted his head, musing. “What? No congratulations? No ‘Thank you, Master, for renewing the race of Time Lords’? Too hung up on the past and all those people who are gone - thanks to you?” AU post-'Sound of Drums'.

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Dr. Who/Torchwood > Non-BtVS/Ats StorieselisiFR13910,2965248,26811 Mar 1020 Mar 10Yes

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I own nothing, I'm just borrowing them all from Russel T. Davies and the BBC.

A/N: Someone (I forget who) suggested I post this here - I hope you like. It started out as the simplest of ideas (What if the Master and Lucy had had a child during The Year That Never Was?) and then just... grew. That said, the individual stories are all a reasonable length and pretty self-contained.

Chapter 1
It was Day 47 after The Fall of the Earth and nearly 10 o’clock. Lucy Saxon walked into the main room of the Valiant, feeling happy and well rested - sleeping in was wonderful, as was being able to take as long as she liked getting ready.

“Good morning Darling!”

Her Master leapt down the stairs to greet her, but as he pulled her into an embrace he suddenly stiffened, staring at her like he’d never seen her before. Then he grabbed hold of her hand - hard enough for her to cry out in sudden pain - pushing her away.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

She looked back, hurt and confused. What was he talking about? She had done nothing to merit such fury.

“Tell you what? Harry... you’re hurting me. What is it?”

Letting go he took a step back, scrutinising her. She had never seen him look like that before.

“How could you not know?” Then a thought appeared to occur to him, and he shook his head. “Of course - you’re only human.”

Abruptly his face cracked open in a wide grin, and he proceeded to kiss her so thoroughly that she could barely stand.

“I’m going to be a daddy! Listen - can't you hear the pitter-patter of tiny feet?” He spun around, bursting with glee, before falling to his knees and resting his head against her belly, right hand spread out across her abdomen.

Slowly his eyes fell shut, the softest of smiles touching the corners of his mouth. A secret little smile, all new. “It’s a boy...”

Lucy could hardly breathe. She was pregnant? She hadn’t even known that he could make her pregnant... And he could tell? There were still three days until her period was due...

Her eyes fluttered across the room, touching upon the faces of Tish Jones and her mother - for once looking at her with shock and not hatred - before finally settling on the usually immobile countenance of the Doctor. He was staring at her - the exact same look on his face as had been on Harry’s.

Then the Master sprung up again, and, taking her hand, dragged her across the room.

“See Doctor? We are not the last!”

Time seemed to stand still as the Doctor’s eyes met the Master’s excited features. Lucy could not begin to guess what was going through his head.

Harry’s eyes seemed to glow. “Do you think he’ll be blond like his mother? I remember - your eldest was blond, wasn’t he?”

A wistful smile crossed his face. “And there was that time when he was... Ooh how old? 10? 12? When he tried to split an atom all by himself? Nearly blew a hole in the dome... It was the talk of the Citadel for months. What a boy! Always precocious that one - came out top of his year at the Academy as far as I recall.” He shook his head, smiling, and the Doctor closed his eyes, for the first time ever avoiding his gaze.

“Don’t. Please...” The usually stoic voice had been reduced to a whisper.

The Master tilted his head, musing. “What? No congratulations? No ‘Thank you Master for renewing the race of Timelords’? Too hung up on the past and all those people who are gone - thanks to you?”

A moment, then he looked up, face determined. “I know what we need - a big celebration. A party. And to start things off, I think we shall burn... Hmmm, lets see..." He walked over to the see-through globe and spun it, finger raised. "Eeny, meeny, miny, mo... Japan! Perfect! That ought to impress upon my little kingdom below what a momentous occasion this is! Don’t you think so too, Doctor? A nice bonfire to announce the big news!”

He turned back to Lucy, bending down so his head was level with her stomach. “Just wait and see my boy - before long the universe itself will bow down before you!”

And, for the first time, Lucy Saxon felt genuinely terrified of her husband.
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