First fanfic I've posted on here, but I hope you all like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who, BBC owns it.

Clara woke up to the sound of the TARDIS landing outside her front door.

"Clara, your boyfriend is here!" Angie shouted upstairs.

"He's not my boyfriend! He's my... friend." Clara shouted back sleepily. 'Friend' is the best word she could think of to describe what the Doctor is to her, 'No, best friend actually', Clara thought to herself. Clara got up and got ready. She walked downstairs to find the Doctor talking to Angie and Artie. They all looked up when she walked in.

"Good morning! How did you sleep?" The Doctor asked, smiling at her.

"I slept well, thank you." She answered, smiling back. Then she said "Good morning!" to Artie and Angie.

"'Morning", they both replied back.

"Have you both had breakfast?" Clara asked, as she looked in the cupboards for some cornflakes.

"Yes, we've both had toast, and some pop tarts", Artie replied; as Angie was too busy on her phone to be listening.

"Have you had breakfast as well, Doctor?" Clara asked the Doctor.

"Yes, I had a fish fingers and custard", the Doctor told Clara.

Clara successfully found the cornflakes, and put them in a bowl, then poured milk on them. She then made a cup of tea, she offered the others a cup of tea or some toast, but they all declined.

"Where do you want to go today, Clara?" The Doctor asked.

"I don't mind", Clara said, waiting for the Doctor to suggest somewhere to go. Just then they could hear mail being posted in their door.

"I'll go get it!" The Doctor said, enthusiastically jumping out of his seat and running to the door. He came back in and handed Clara a letter. She opened the letter and read it.

Dear Miss Clara Oswald,

You may remember me from Yorkshire. I need you tell you and the Doctor something. I know you probably have no idea what I'm talking about right now, but the Doctor should. Amy and Rory are currently in New York in 1920 and I think there may be a way that you and the Doctor may be able to find them. The Doctor and his companion Martha Jones were in 1920 when they travelled together. He would not be able to meet his past self, but he may be able to get someone who can. I don't know if this will work, it's just an idea I have thought about.

Hoping to see you soon,

Madame Vastra

"Doctor, I think this letter is more for you then for me", Clara said, handing the Doctor the letter. She watched as he read the letter.

"Maybe quite possibly it could work." He said to himself. "I would have to get the date right, what date was it again? I think it was sometime in 2008?"

"Who are Amy and Rory?" Clara asked curiously.

"I travelled with them for a while, Amelia Pond and Rory Williams. The Ponds. Amy is the first face this face ever saw," The Doctor said. Clara had never heard the Doctor speak about people that fondly before. Clara recognized Amelia's name.

"Wait, as in Amy Pond, who has that perfume called 'For Girl Who's Tired of Waiting'." Clara asked.

"Yes." The Doctor replied.

"Did you travel with Martha Jones as well?" Clara asked, wanting to know who these people were who Madame Vastra wrote about in the letter.

"Yes, I did." The Doctor said. He then reread the letter to make sure he understood it clearly. They sat there as the Doctor was rereading the letter and thinking to himself, and Clara ate her cornflakes and drank her cup of tea. Angie and Artie sat there, just as confused as Clara on what was happening.

"I think we should go visit Professor Song." The Doctor said, more to himself rather than Clara. Clara then finished her cornflakes and her cup of tea.

"You ready to go?"

"Yeah!" Clara answered, jumping out of her seat. "I should be back by tonight!" She said to Angie and Artie. The Doctor said "See you later!" to them both.

"See you later!" Artie replied back.

"Bye!" Angie said to Clara.

The Doctor and Clara hurried to the TARDIS. Clara closed the door when they both were inside, and the Doctor ran around the TARDIS console, flipping switches and click buttons. The TARDIS then landed. They both walked out the TARDIS's doors to find they were in the middle of London.

"Where will Professor Song be?" Clara asked, looking round.

"I'm not sure, let's go look for her", the Doctor said, walking foward into the busy crowds.