They landed in London, Earth 2013. It was daytime and the TARDIS had parked down a disused alleyway close to the centre of the city. Clara stepped out and after a brief moment turned around with an annoyed expression on her face, this was certainly not what she had pictured when the doctor said, "Something more incredible and beautiful than you've ever seen before!" However, her mood slightly improved when the Doctor's surprised expression that told her this wasn't what he had had in mind.
"Lets be having it from you then! What's all this about? Why are we back in this dump?" She said accusingly.
"I protest! Even Earth has some wondrous adventures that revolve around alien invasion sometimes!" Said the Doctor, having recovered. "As to why we're here I can't say, the TARDIS must have decided we were needed here for some reason and overruled the designated flight path."
"The TARDIS can fly itself?"
"When she wants to."
Suddenly the TARDIS door slammed shut behind them leaving them alone in the alley. The doctor fumbled for the key to the door whilst trying not to remember the last time that happened. He grew more concerned when the key didn't fit into the lock. Meanwhile, Clara was waiting impatiently.
"It doesn't take that long to open a door!" She said crankily.
"The key doesn't fit!"
"Of course it fits! Keys don't just stop fitting into the lock they're designed for!"
"Well this one has!"
The Doctor gave up in frustration and put the key away.
"Come on, let's go have a look around."
He then proceeded to walk to the main street. Clara looked at him like he was crazy; well she already knew he was!
"So what do we do now? Wait around until we get a new one?"
Stopping to turn and face her he said, "If the TARDIS dropped us here and won't let us leave then she wants us to do something here and she won't open the door until we do."
"So, we just have to look around and find some sort of alien scheme, stop it, save the Earth and then she'll let us go?"
"Exactly," He said, giving her that smirk smile he does.
They searched a bit, but London is a big city and they found nothing, no strange reports or events, and the Doctor was starting to get cranky at the TARDIS for bringing them here. Clara visited some relatives and friends and they checked the TARDIS but she still wouldn't open. It was getting dark when finally Clara said,
"Well we'll have to find a place to stay the night! The TARDIS still won't open and I'm getting tired!"
"Oh yes, I had forgotten how your weak bodies need to be rested so often. But I warn you, I've no money on me!"
"What? How do you manage without a penny on you? Never mind, I'll pay for my own boarding, you can sleep on the streets, or not at all, whatever it is you do!"
So whilst the doctor kept on trying to find the reason for them coming here, Clara started searching for a place to stay for that night. She only did have the money for her so they planned to rendezvous at the TARDIS in the morning. She found a nice hotel and checked in. However she got a bit lost trying to find her room. She asked a lady who was walking past for help. The lady was very kind and helpful, but she seemed almost sad. Clara wanted to ask her what was wrong but didn't want to intrude.
"What's your name?" She asked instead.
"My names Rose, Rose Tyler."
"Clara, thanks for helping me"
"My pleasure."
Clara got settled in her room, quite quickly as she didn't have any baggage. Then she lay down and fell asleep.