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Chapter The First
The Doctor ran like a crazy man around the TARDIS as it spun him and Clara around.
"Doctor," Clara yelled.
The TARDIS suddenly stopped. The Doctor ran to the screen.
"Let's see where we are, shall we?" he asked.
He was still getting used to this new body, which was much older than the previous.
"This doesn't look like anywhere in Europe," Clara said as they walked out.
The Doctor looked around, taking the surroundings in. It was nighttime, but Clara could still make out homes and buildings that did not look like any found in Europe.
"That's because we're not," the Doctor said.
"Come again?" Clara asked, still taking in the scene.
"Kanas," the Doctor said.
"We're in the states?" Clara asked.
This was her first time in the United States.
"I smell smoke," the Doctor suddenly said. They looked around for a moment. "Ove there." He pointed to where the smoke cloud could be seen.
"What happened?" Clara asked.
"House fire," the Doctor realized as they got closer to the scene. When they got there, a small boy was holding onto a baby. The Doctor instantly knew who they were. He turned and began to walk away. Clara gave a curious look as she followed. "We shouldn't be here."
"Why not?" Clara asked.
"We need to go," the Doctor said.
"You're not fire fighters," a small voice said.
The Doctor and Clara turned. Clara gave a smile and bent down to the boy's level.
"No. No, we're not," she said. She looked at the baby in his arms. "Who is this?
"My brother, Sammy. I'm Dean," he replied.
"Sorry for your loss, but we really must be going," the Doctor said.
Clara stood up. Even more confused than before.
"Loss?" Dean asked.
"Your home," the Doctor said.
But Clara knew he was lying. It then occurred to her that the Doctor knew something about these boys that she did not.
"Oh," Dean said.
Before their dad was back, the Doctor and Clara had left.
"What was that about?" Clara asked.
"Bad memories," the Doctor said.
"Of two little boys?" Clara asked, letting out a laugh because it sounded ridiculous.
"I'm not Dean's favorite person at the moment," the Doctor said as they found their way back to the TARDIS.
And then Clara understood what he meant. She had watched his previous version regenerate. The Doctor's interactions with the two boys had happened long before they meet.
"So, this is their first meeting with you?" Clara asked.
The Doctor nodded. Time travel could be such a mess.
"It looks that way," he said.
"And the last they saw you?" Clara asked.
"We didn't leave in a good place," the Doctor said.
They had now stopped walking.
"What happened?" Clara asked.
"I don't want to talk about it," the Doctor said.
Clara began to think.
"It must have happened a long time ago. I've never met them before. Even with your previous self," she said.
"The other face you knew met them. Just not with you," the Doctor replied.
It was then Clara realized just how many people had traveled with the Doctor before her.
"Then come on," Clara said, giving the Doctor a kind smile.
She extended a hand out for him to take. Then the Doctor caught something from the corner of his eye.
"We're not alone," he said.
From the bushes, a pair of yellow eyes were staring at them.
"Doctor, what is that?" Clara asked.
"That is the thing that wants to kill the baby you met," he told her.
"Why?" Clara asked, a horrified expression on her face.
"It doesn't, though," the Doctor said, reassuring her.
Clara takes a breath as she places her hand over her heart.
"Oh, that's a relief," she said.
A man then runs up to them.
"You saw that, didn't you?" he asked.
"See what?" the Doctor asked, although he knew what the man was talking about.
"Those yellow eyes," the man said.
"You know what it was?" Clara asked.
"That's the thing that killed my wife," the man said.
The Doctor have an uneasy breath. The man in front of them was John Winchester. Sam and Dean's dad.
