Chapter 2:
As they tossed and turned through space, the Doctor had gone and stood by Clara. As the tardis jolted, Clara stumbled into the Doctor, he wrapped his arm around her waist. This sent butterflies flying around her stomach. 'Why does he have to be so good?'
Clara tried so hard to ignore her butterflies but she couldn't help but smile to herself about her secret thoughts that were swarming through her head. The Doctor was also having similar thoughts but he tried to keep them to himself, but what she didn't know was that he treasured all those moments that they shared together.
That first moment they met, then when she kissed him, he couldn't help but always think of that moment, but she doesn't even remember it because that part of her died shortly then. He didn't like that part of the memory.
Shaking the thought from his head, he raced to the other side pulling Clara with him. The tardis had landed. "Here we are, Elizabethan London!" as he spoke he opened up the doors of the tardis. They were welcomed by a lightly sprinkled snow filled alley way. It was bitterly cold, as Clara took a step outside she could see she had dragons breath, everything in her filled with joy.
"Let's go for a walk Clara" The Doctor pulled at her hand as he made his way forwards out of the alleyway. "Oh I can't forget, need to lock the tardis" He turned around and clicked his fingers. The doors swung shut and the lights dimmed out then disappeared.
Still holding her hand, he made his way through the streets of London, it was beautiful. Everything had a film of snow, you could just make out footprints that people had left, and the snow sparkled when the light of the candle lit lamps caught a speckle.
"So where are we going Doctor?" Clara twirled around so that she was walking in front on the Doctor facing him and walking backwards.
"Anywhere you want to" He answered her. The creak of a window made them jump, someone was about to empty a chamber pot, not realising what was going on Clara was oblivious to what was happening. The Doctor then pulled her into him wrapped his arms around her waist and moved her just in the nick of time as the contents of the chamber pot were spilled onto the floor.
"Watch where you are going love" shouted the rather top heavy woman yelled down to her.
As they made their way hand in hand into the centre of London, the streets became less quiet as drunks filled the streets, urchins were pick pocketing, men were hanging off women.
"What a lovely area of London we're in" Clara said sarcastically.
"Yeah, maybe we should go to a better place, maybe Paris. After the revolution and after world war 2, maybe" The Doctor suggested.
"That sounds good to me, let's go" Clara and the Doctor ran their way back to the tardis, as they did so the snow started to fall again lightly, Clara stopped.
"What have you sto..." There was no need for him to carry on talking, he knew why she had stopped. She held her hand up to the sky, as a smallest snow flake landed on her hand, she brought it down to show the Doctor.
"It's snowing! Doctor it's snowing" She twirled herself around with her hands up to the sky, head back letting the snowflakes land on her. The Doctor laughed to himself, watching her twirl around, Clara caught her foot on the curb and went to fall over but the Doctor was too quick and caught her in his arms.
"My impossible girl loves the snow and trips up over the curb, now that's a story to tell" He laughed as she lay with her back in his arms, her hands covered her face as she began to start laughing her head off.
"I'm sorry" She began to gather herself as they both looked at each other and wonder what had actually happened.
"Back to the tardis then, shall we?" he offered her his arm.
Clara looped her arm through his smiling at him "we shall" The Doctor and Clara walked with a skip in their step back to the tardis.
As they reached the alleyway where the tardis was left, it began to reappear. The Doctor took his key out of his pocket and unlocked the doors of the tardis. She couldn't help but remember the fact that when he took her hand, he didn't just hold it he held it the way she would want her husband to take her hand as she reached the end of the isle.
"Clara, you coming?" She snapped out of her trance and walked in. "What were you doing out there?" he questioned her quizzically.
"Nothing, just day dreaming, you know, as I do" She joked.
He didn't question her anymore. "So off we go again, hopefully we have more luck there"
