The Master, RIP?

"But that's ridiculous!" exclaimed Betty-2. "You can't kill a Time Lord with a piddly blow to the head like that!"

"'Time and the Rani,'" muttered Betty-1.

Betty-2 turned and gave her an annoyed look. "But that was... That was just... That was bad scriptwriting!"

"Yes, well," said the Doctor, "I agree that it is improbable, but nonetheless..."

Stacy broke in "Uh... What's going on? Did I..." She swallowed. "Did I... kill him?" Her face had gone pale.

The Doctor put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "It's all right," he said. "He's a Time Lord. He will regenerate." He paused. "It would be easier on him if we had his TARDIS, poor chap. He'd be best off in a Zero Room..."

"Uh, Docotor," Betty-1 put in. "I, uh, well, that is..."

"Yes?" The Doctor did a good job of not looking annoyed at her.

Betty's voice was a whisper. "It's just that, well, this was his last regeneration. Wasn't it?"

"Oh, yeah," her counterpart replied. "it was." The Doctor looked shocked. "You didn't know that?" Betty-2 said in surprise.

"No," the Doctor whispered.

"But I don't understand!" cried Betty-1. "He held on so tenaciously in the show! Long after he should have been dead! I just can't see him going out like this!"

They all stared down at the body for a moment longer.

1. Then the Doctor bent down and began pounding on his chest again.
2. But the Master's features began to blur and change...
3. And the body began to move...
4. Suddenly, from somewhere behind them came the sound of evil laughter.
5. Their contemplation of the Master's still form was interrupted by the sound of a TARDIS materializing.

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