(Y/n) gasped as the Master lunged at her and wrapped his hand around her throat. The force caused her to fall backwards and off the sofa, bringing the Master with her. She stared up at him, frozen by the intensity of the way he was looking at her as if she was the thing he despiced most in the universe. The hand around her neck tightened. Panic coursed through her. Her hand gripped the one her neck as she tried to pull it off, but he was too strong for her. It didn't help the fact that his entire body weighed on hers, restricting the use of her lungs.

"Master! You're - you're hurting me!" The use of his name did nothing, but make him squeeze harder. She gasped out as her oxygen supply got less and less.

Her vision began to darken as her breath became short pants. He's going to kill me. She tried in vain to free her legs to give her leverage to get him off, but the lack of oxygen added to her already weakened state. Her lungs were on fire! Tears streamed down her face as her thoughts turned to the Doctor. Did she know what was happening? Did she even care? She didn't know if it would work, but she concentrated on the mark that branded her right arm and held the image of her in mind. Help me. She was ready to give up. Her body suddenly jerked with a renewed energy. The pressure from around her throat suddenly released and the weight from her body was lifted. (Y/n)'s lungs drunk in the oxygen that had been denied for too long. The last thing she saw before exhaustion to its hold was the Master's distressed expression as he reached for her.

"(Y/n)!" The Doctor gasped as she stumbled into the writing desk in the extravagant room she had found herself in. The people who were with her became alarmed as she seemed to grasp at an invisible hand around her neck. She knew that it would do no good, but instinct caused her to nearly tear her own throat out. Both of her soulmate marks blazed angrily. He's going to kill her. The realisation that she could do nothing to save her caused her to collapse.

"Doctor!" Ada exclaimed as she helped her over to the sofa.

The Doctor's vision glazed over and all she could see was the Master's crazed eyes. "Master." She wheezed as the pressure around her windpipe tightened. There was no way to reach him now; he was too far gone. All of her hope began to slip away, but then she heard it, a whisper. Help me. The sound of her voice awoke something in The Doctor as she reached out to her. With great strain on her part she pushed the last remnants of her energy through the link between that was hanging on by a thread.

The invisible grip around her neck suddenly vanished and she fell down on the bed gulping down oxygen.

—

What have I done?

The Master reached for his broken soulmate only for her to cower away from him before losing consciousness. He gathered her limp body into his arms and winced when he saw the dark purple bruise that was forming on her neck. He had tried so hard not to lose himself, but he still failed. He should had known better. Why didn't he just tell her about the intricates of their bond? And now he was going to lose her too. There was no way he could atone for this; he nearly killed her! He placed her on the sofa and kneeled down next to her. Guilt weighed down his hearts. He glared at the hand that had caused her harm and wished to cut it from his body. Pained breaths passed through (Y/n)'s chapped lips as his eyes glossed over. A soft glow illuminated from his tainted hand and gently covered the bruise. (Y/n) jerked as regeneration energy seeped into her neck. Her breathing slowly became normal as he lifted his hand away to reveal soft, unblemished skin.

An alarm sounded from the console and the Master sprung up to see what had set it off. His hands clenched into fists when he discovered that the silver lady had been activated and there was only one person who could have done it.

"Oh, you no you don't." Getting to work on tracking where the silver lady had sent her focused his mind away from his unyielding loathing of himself.

—

The Doctor caught his attention by using the special code only known to them. They agreed to meet at the Eiffel tower.

"Where is she!?" The Doctor seethed as soon as she saw him.

"Is that it? No hello?" The Master clutched the railing in front of him, his gaze remaining fixed on the burning city below. He couldn't bring himself to look at her. "She's fine." He finally said.

"Fine? You nearly killed her! I felt it! Enlighten me, please because I am struggling to understand, why did you do it?"

"I don't know - It just happened."

"It. Just. Happened." The Doctor spat his words back out to him.

The Master finally turned to look at him finding no point in concealing his tears that were threatening to fall.

"She called me by my name. I never - I never thought that it would have such an effect on me, considering the fact she has yet to speak my real name." His eyes fell closed as if to punish himself from looking upon the flame he fought so hard to put out, but here she was still blazing bright and here he was still find himself drawn towards her, like a moth to a flame.

The Doctor was taken aback by his expression and tried to recall the last time he had been this vulnerable in front of her. Her gaze softened as she stepped closer to him. The Master let out a shuddering breath as he felt her soft hands cup his face.

"Look at me." Chestnut met hazel. "Come away with me." She whispered. "It can just be the three of us, no one else. Stop all this and come away with me Please."

He knew deep down that something was holding him back, but he would never reveal this information to her or anyone. He covered her hands with his gloved ones and was ready to answer, but paused when he heard a thunder of footsteps drawing close to them. The Master tore her hands away him as if he been burned. "What have you done!?" Was this her plan all along? To trap me? His hand immediately went around her throat as he forced her up against the railing. Realisation hit him that he had (Y/n) in the same position not too long ago, but it was too late to take it back. The Master saw the blazing fire of her eyes as they showed nothing, but disappointment.

"I took a trip home, to Gallifrey. Hiding in it's little bubble universe. Not sure how to describe what I found. Pulverised. Burned. Nuked. All over the above. Someone destroyed it." He felt himself grin as he saw the fire in her eyes extinguish into a dim ember.

"You're lying." The Doctor forced him away from her. She ran over to the elevator with the Master following close behind. She pulled out her sonic screwdriver and activated when pointed at his head. He groaned and fell backwards. "Your perception filter, very easy to jam. Now they'll see the real you. Good luck." The Master glared at her as the elevator began to descend. She ignored her mark and the pang of her hearts as she focused on one thing.

I'm coming for you, (Y/n).