It was a very snowy Christmas, Clara came up from her room to see the stars and sometimes she just there to greet her neighbors.
Out in the garden, she sat on a bench. Wondering where the Doctor was.
After the events of the Great Time War, the Doctor took Clara to see what he had done to save Gallifrey. He has been very quiet, and now he says he needs some time alone.
But Clara surprisingly had fit in a normal life without the Doctor's life. She got a chance to study at Harvard, where she can talk about the quantum locking physics the Doctor thought her.
She began to learn artistry, where she probably needs more training.
She now had moved on from the death of Danny Pink.
But now, the Doctor had left her a 300 year old telegram. Given too her by some lawyer, he said that a man from the 18th century had left her this message right at this day.
The Doctor said that he wants to meet her so very much, and he will pick her up at night of Christmas. That's why she was here tonight.
Clara fell asleep on that very bench. The neighbors laughed and giggled as they walked by.
And when hours have passed and people began to sleep, Clara lay awake, for some miracle about to happen.
A swooshing sound the TARDIS goes, as the leaves began to blows. The wind began to throb and the transparent figure of the phone box began to shape.
With a loud dunk, it materializes into the bluest blue ever. As the Doctor parked the TARDIS, so clever.
Clara felt a leap in her heart, as she tidy her night dress with a deck of cards. She skipped along the grass to the TARDIS, long had she been missing the Doctor, she is.
Clara opened the squeaky door and walk into the massive amount of space there is in the TARDIS. There, the smoke of gas vents and the sound of the controller, she couldn't keep herself from the scene of this.
The Doctor then walk up the stairs and stopped at the top, waiting for Clara to see him. Clara just looked at him, his grey hair, his blue robes, and his friendly smile.
"Doctor…" She said quietly.
"Hello Clara." The Doctor said back.
Clara rushed to him and hugged him very tight, she sobbed under her eyes in a mixture of relief and hatred "I missed you!" She said.
The Doctor then slowly shove her away, and took her to the controller.
"Do you still want to go on an adventure?" He said.
"Of course I do!" Clara replied "Why do you have to send a 300 year old telegram?"
"Because I was in 300 years ago." He laughed.
He pulled a lever and clicked some buttons. The TARDIS dematerializes and the light flares are everywhere.
"So, Clara." The Doctor called "How is your life without me?"
"Its great, I got this promotion, and I was invited to learn in Harvard and I… Uh… I mean, I still miss you a lot." She smiled awkwardly "How was your life without me?" She asked back.
"Its very peaceful and quiet, I have more time to meditate with the highland monks of the Himalayas. I help the Adiposes built their homelands. And no nanny is there to nag me." He said jokingly.
"And you decided to give the nanny a ride in the TARDIS?" Clara said grumpily.
"Don't you understand Clara? It was the nanny that made my heart like the TARDIS." He flirted.
"Eugh. Don't do that, its creepy." She replied, and then she smiled.
"Where are we going now?" Clara asked.
"You wouldn't believe this." Said the Doctor, now moving to the little screen.
"Try me."
"Alright." Now moved the screen closer to Clara "I've found another. Time Lord."
Clara looked to the screen with shock, a very old picture of a black haired man in around mid 20s.
"Couldn't be, that must be the Master!" She commented.
"It can't be the Master, because this one is very, very young. You know how Time Lords originated from kids right? This one is the first reincarnation!" He explained.
Clara just looked at him surprised.