When Lucy Saxon died, she was buried in the family plot. Her parents put her maiden name, Wells, on the grave. They didn’t want to know or think about her true association with Harold Saxon: the media had eventually taken to portraying Lucy as a helpless victim of brainwashing, and that was how they wanted it to remain.
But Lucy, though a victim, had not been entirely helpless or entirely brainwashed. That was why she wasn’t surprised, not surprised at all, to find herself still technically alive after death.
“Lucy, darling!” came a voice as sweet as honey. “I took special precautions for you.”
“Hello, Harry,” said Lucy, dully.
“It’s not Harry now, pet,” cooed the Master. “It’s Missy. But – oh, it’s you, you can call me whatever you want.”
First draft of the Missy/Lucy thing. (I might do the Clara one first, though? God, Death In Heaven really opened the fanfic floodgates.