THE ADVENTURES OF THE DOCTOR'S AMAZING HAND

Chapter Five

The Doctor was about to take him back to the TARDIS when Yana suddenly got his attention and asked for his help. He told Yana he'd be there presently before turning his attention back to the hand.

"I'm busy right now and I really don't have time to take you back, so I'll just leave here for the moment," he whispered. "Just relax and once this is sorted out, I'll take you back to the lab and we'll try to find a way for you to exist and live some kind of normal life."

Pausing a moment, he lowered the jar to the floor, removed the lid and the hand came up to the rim. He put his hand in front of him and the hand hopped out and laid on it. The Doctor stared at him for a moment with silent curiosity. The hand rose up on his fingers. The Doctor felt the hand staring at him and wondered how he could do that without any eyes.

"Curiouser and curiouser," the Doctor muttered.

He hesitated a moment and then gently stroked the back of the hand. When he pulled his hand away, the hand slowly fell back on its wrist and gave him the OK sign. The Doctor smiled.

"You liked that, did you?"

The hand lowered and raised the hand part of itself up and down, signifying a nod. He then gave him a thumbs up. The Doctor smiled at that.

"At the very least, I could keep you here with me, perhaps as a pet," he said to him. "Would that be offensive to you though?"

The hand thought for a moment and then twisted his hand back and forth to simulate a shaking of the head. The Doctor glanced at Yana and then stroked the back of the hand.

"Gotta go, little mate, but I'll be back soon and we'll get this sorted out."

The hand gave him another OK sign and the Doctor lowered him into the solution and put the lid back on. The hand watched him go, feeling happier than he ever had in his short life.

The hours passed by while the hand rested and rejoiced that finally he was going to spend his life not having to look at or touch Jack Harkness's anus. He actually looked forward to being the Doctor's pet. Perhaps he could even be a mini-assistant since he had basically the same knowledge as him. He inwardly smiled, imagining himself traveling time and space snugly in the Doctor's pocket.

His daydreaming was interrupted once again by the far away sound of a heartbeat… He had heard it almost from the moment he came to life, a distant heartbeat that seemed to get louder with each passing day. He had puzzled over it, that and the recurring dreams he'd been having.

He dreamed that he was back on the Doctor's body, only…it wasn't the proper Doctor's body because he could see the Doctor. They were standing on a beach facing one another and the Doctor was giving him an accusatory look as if he'd done something wrong. Then the Doctor raised his hand, the right hand that replaced him, pointed at him and said, "I condemn you!" it was usually at that point that the hand woke up but there were other versions of the dream where Rose was standing beside him while the Doctor said those words to him. Then there were dreams he had of a redheaded woman. Someone he'd never met before but somehow he knew her name was Donna and she was going to be important to the safety of the universe someday. He could still sense the timelines and he had a sense that the timelines were all converging on this single woman but for the moment he had no idea what any of this meant or what part he was going to play in it. He only hoped that everything would turn out alright in the end.

After awhile, the hand dozed off and fell into a dreamless sleep. He was jarred awake when he heard a commotion going on outside the jar. He saw Yana and Chantho arguing and then he heard something that chilled him to the bones. Yana told Chantho that he was no longer Yana, he was the Master. He suddenly knew he had to find the Doctor and warn him somehow. He watched as the Master electrocuted Chantho and then he froze when he came over to him. He involuntarily shuddered when he saw the look on his face, the sneer as he touched the side of the jar and it seemed like something more…his eyes held a lustful look in them, much like Jack's.

"I think I'll take you with me," the Master said. "I think you'll be of use to me."

The hand shuddered again. That was similar to what Jack had said when he first found him and he could only imagine what the Master had in store for him. He felt him pick up the jar and watched helplessly while the Master took him into the TARDIS. He set him down under the console and hurried back out. The hand immediately went into bounce and smack mode, trying to get the lid off so he could warn the Doctor. He suddenly heard the sound of a laser blast and the Master letting out a pained yell. He hoped someone was able to stop him but a moment later he staggered inside and locked the door behind him. He could hear the Doctor's frantic yells to open up, his pleas for the Master to listen to him.

"Killed by an insect, a girl. How inappropriate. Still…if the Doctor can be young and strong, then so can I."

The hand watched with silent horror while the Master regenerated into a new life. He couldn't hear the Doctor now, only Jack and Martha and other people yelling but he could imagine the look on his former owner's face. His horror increased when the newly regenerated Master began to power up the TARDIS.

"End of the universe, have fun! Bye, bye!" the Master said.

He then took the TARDIS into the vortex.

Once the Master landed and left the TARDIS, the hand once again tried the bounce smack maneuver to try to escape. His spirits sank knowing it took a few months the last time to get the lid off and in that time the Master could do anything and everything to him. Fear made him work at a feverish pace and he spent all his time going up and down in the jar trying to get the lid off.

He was still going at it a month later when the Master finally appeared again. With him was an unfamiliar blonde woman. The hand froze as the Master walked up to the jar and they knelt down.

"There it is, darling. His hand," the Master said to her.

"Ooo, creepy," she said, stroking the side of the jar. "What are you going to do with it?"

"Follow me and you'll see," the Master replied.

The hand's spirits sank when the Master grabbed the jar and carried it out of the TARDIS while the woman followed him. While they walked, the hand stared at the woman and wondered who she was. He looked her up and down and noticed a wedding ring on her hand.

"Are you sure this is necessary, Harry?" the woman said to the Master. "He's stuck at the end of the universe."

The Master stopped, turned and put his hand up to her cheek.

"Ah, but my dear, you don't know the Doctor like I do. He won't give up that easily and if he does find a way back, we must be prepared and this hand will ensure that we'll have a weapon that'll render him useless and completely at our mercy."

The woman grinned at that and the hand was taken aback when the Master kissed her on the lips. The Master turned and continued on with the woman following him but now the hand was intrigued, wanting to know exactly who she was.

The curiosity was short-lived though when the Master opened a door and he saw they were inside a fully equipped laboratory. The Master set the jar on a table and took off the lid. Before the hand could jump out to safety, the Master plunged his hand in, seized him and brought him out. He held him up and he and the woman leaned in.

"And here it is, Lucy, the Doctor's hand," the Master said.

"Aw, it's so cute," Lucy said, wiggling the index finger.

The Master turned and put the hand down in between a vise. The hand watched silently while the Master caught him in between it and tightened it, making escape impossible. The hand was suspended in the air between the vise, watching helplessly while the Master went to a drawer and pulled out a scalpel. Lucy stood nearby, watching with interest while he came back over to the table.

"Now I just need a small tissue sample," the Master said.

The hand watched the Master's hand lower over his and then he felt a sharp pain when the Master cut a small sample of flesh off the back of the hand. The Master put it into a Petri dish and put a lid over it.

"At last, I have the means to punish the Doctor for all the times he's interfered with me," the Master said.

"Gee, Harry, it almost sounds like you want him to find us," Lucy said.

The Master grinned.

"Well, I have to admit seeing him again and watching him age will be worth the risk," he said to her. "Besides, you haven't met him yet. You should. He's quite a character. Perhaps…he can even join in on our lovemaking from time to time after we make him our slave."

The hand was taken aback at that. When he took him out of the vise and put him back in the jar, he suddenly noticed a similar wedding ring on the Master's hand and put two and two together. Lucy, far from being insulted that the Master might want the Doctor to join in, seemed to love the idea. The Master kissed her again and stroked the side of the jar once he was back inside and the lid was over him.

"For the moment though, why don't we take this into the bedroom and use it as a substitute for the Doctor?" he said to Lucy.

The hand shuddered at that. He suddenly preferred watching Jack suck on the Doctor's underwear to watching the Master shag his wife. He kept perfectly still while the Master picked the jar up. The Master stared at him for a moment with a huge grin on his face.

"You know, you might still be of use to me. I wonder what the Doctor's hand will feel like when it's stroking my genitals."

The hand braced himself for the horror that was to come as the Master took Lucy's hand and they walked out of the lab towards the bedroom.

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