"Clara, something is wrong with your baby." The Doctor said. He was staring at the patch of air behind her. "Doctor, what's wrong?" Clara asked. The Doctor looked horrified. When he wouldn't answer, Clara asked again. "Doctor, what's wro-" The Doctor interrupted her. "Clara, I'd like you to check your child's heartbeat." He whispered. The Doctor slowly took the stethoscope off his neck and gently placed it on hers. "Doctor, are you alright?" Clara asked. The Doctor would've brought up a joke by now. The Doctor is always the one to break the silence, lighten the mood. Right now, he would've clapped his hands and smile wide, making a joke about some point in time. But he silent. Absolutely silent. He put the dial of the stethoscope on Kristen chest, and she heard it.
"I-It can't be..." Clara said.
"It is." The Doctor stated.
"But I...B-But Damion..No" Clara stuttered.
"Clara, your child has two hearts. Your child might even be...like me." The Doctor's voice cracked as he said this. Clara looked up at his face, and tears were streaming down from his face. She never saw the Doctor cry before. His tears slid down from his eyes, down the side of his huge nose, spilling of his cheek bones. He was smiling though. A very happy smile in fact! But she couldn't smile with him. She couldn't even move. She was frozen, standing there as still as a statue, eyes wide , mouth parted into a little O. The Doctor quietly took the baby as he watched Clara crumple to her knees, then slowly put her face on the side sidewalk. She had fainted.
The Doctor slowly walked inside in a daze, sadly having to leave the unconscious Clara on the sidewalk to put Kristen in her crib. The child's room was yellow, covered with flowers and little baby toys, pictures lining the walls. There was a enormous teddy bear in the corner. The Doctor silently placed the child in the yellow crib labeled KRISTEN in fancy writing. He took one last look at the child who might've just changed his life, and stalked out of the room. He went outside again, to see a small group of people gathering around her. The Doctor grabbed her and carried her into the house after explaining that Clara was fine. As soon as the Doctor placed his Impssible Girl on the sofa, he sat down on a chair, staring at her. For the next hour or so, he sat down with Clara, wondering how impossible she really was.