Disclaimer: See chapter 1.

A/N: Alrighty, thank you for the reviews lovelies. This chapter was a little difficult to write. Thought my muse had run away, apparently it just went to get snacks. As usual, what did you like? Do you have any constructive criticism for me? Leave a review, and let me know. Hope you enjoy the update! ~TW

Chapter 6:

"Clara, what do you remember?" Missy asked.

Clara shook her head and tried to struggle out of Missy's grasp. It would be a lie to say that it didn't hurt Missy to see Clara afraid of her; but after everything, she deserved it. The Doctor ran over to the two women, putting a hand on Clara's shoulder.

"Clara, breathe. She's here to help you," said the Doctor.

Clara shook her head, blinking and struggling. It was too much, she couldn't remember where she was, and why was Missy looking so concerned. Saira ran over to the trio and crouched in front of Clara.

"Clara, love it's ok. I won't let them hurt you," Saira murmured.

"Oh god, Doctor why are there two of them?" asked Clara.

Clara struggled out of Missy's grasp and out of the doors. Leonora looked at the trio on the other side of the room. Her heart broke; not only for her mother but also for Missy. Missy smelled wrong to Leonora, but she seemed to love Clara even if she wouldn't admit it.

"I'll go talk to her," said Leonora, running outside.

**SaveMe**

Clara ran out to the open grassland. She fell to her knees, crying into her hands. What was happening to her? She was confused, she couldn't remember anything. The last thing she remembered was being in the kitchen making tea. How did she get here? Why were there two Missys? Dear god, what was happening? Clara was so drawn into herself, that she didn't hear Leonora come up behind her.

"Clara?"

Clara whipped her head around to stare at the girl behind her.

"I'm Leonora; I suppose you don't remember that anymore. I'm here to help, I know that you're scared but please let me help," said Leonora.

Clara trembled, wondering who this girl was. Leonora seemed kind enough. Leonora kneeled down beside Clara and wrapped an arm around her. Clara leaned into Leonora and cried. She cried herself to sleep. Leonora looked down at Clara sleeping next to her, and kissed Clara's cheek.

"Bye Mama, I love you even though you've forgotten me now. Thank you for everything, I hope you find love like you did with Mother," Leonora murmured.

She lifted Clara bridal style and went back toward the town hall. She wanted to cry, but that would have to be done later when her mother wasn't watching.

**SaveMe**

Clara felt the weird sensation of floating. The first thing she noticed was the growling and snapping of a wolf in front of her. The damn thing was huge! She heard other wolves howling in the distance. This was becoming terrifying, why was everything so big. Clara turned her head in a mirror and noticed: a large, grey owl hovering over her, and a black cat with white socks and ice blue eyes on the shelf above the owl. The last thing she noticed was that the reflection of herself was a black and white Cardigan Corgi.

The wolf jumped toward Clara, at the same time the cat (who had been nonchalant the entire time) jumped from her shelf onto the wolf hissing, and clawing at the wolf's head. The wolf managed to shake off the cat. The cat rolled back onto her feet; hissing, her fur standing on end. The owl above Clara screeched at the wolf. The wolf suddenly stood tall and morphed into Clara. Puppy Clara whimpered, as the cat and the owl attacked the human Clara. The human ran away and the other two animals turned back to her.

"Come on Clara, time to get up," said the Owl.

Why did he sound like the Doctor?

"Come on lazy bones, aren't puppies full of energy?" said the Cat.

"Missy?"

"Now she gets it. Why do we keep her around Thete?"

"Missy!" the Doctor scolded.

The cat made a petulant face, tossing her head about to mock her friend. The Doctor rolled his eyes at Missy's antics.

"How are we all...like this?" yipped Clara.

"Oh honestly," sighed Missy "You're dreaming, the Doctor and I are trying to wake you up. So come on wakey wakey Sleeping Beauty."

"Well at least you think I'm beautiful," said Clara.

"Never said I didn't Poppet," Missy drawled.

"Oh, come on. No bantering! I'm against it, now come on Clara time to get up!" the Doctor groaned.

The dream faded around them and Clara found lips pressed against her own. Her first instinct was to freeze, the next thing she knew it was all tongues. The lips were quite feminine...wait. Clara's eyes popped open and widened when she realised Missy was kissing her.

"Morning Sleeping Beauty," Missy crowed.

"Tongue?" asked the Doctor.

"Shut up!"

The Doctor laughed. Not just any laugh, a full blown belly laugh. Clara had never heard the Doctor laugh like this, in this body. Missy looked over at him and smiled wickedly. Missy looked back at her puppy and then pounced on her best friend. Her fingers danced along the Doctor's rib cage.

"What...oh gods...Missy...stop it...I surrender," the Doctor cackled.

Missy continued in spite of the Doctor's protest.

"What do you say puppy? Shall we stop?" purred the Mistress.

"We'd better, he's our ride out of here," said Clara.

"Hmph, party pooper," said Missy.

The Doctor chuckled at them. The Mistress raised an eyebrow at him.

"Knock it off, or I'll set the cat on you," Clara threatened.

Both Time Lords stared as Clara walked up the hill. Missy was the first to recover chasing after Clara giggling manically, The Doctor sprinted after them. Missy reached Clara, pecking her on the cheek. It was Clara's turn to be shocked, while Missy giggled.

"Nutjob," Clara muttered.

"You know I think I prefer Cat," Missy giggled.

"The Doctor will be called Owl if we're not careful," Clara replied.

"Only if we're undercover, and it's Doctor Owl to you," said the Doctor, nonchalantly.

The trio were laughing as they walked over the hill to find Saira and Leonora sparring. Leonora lunged at her mother, and Saira flipped her daughter onto the ground. Leonora groaned, and sprung back up jumping lightly on the spot.

"Think before you move kiddo," Saira instructed.

The two women circled each other, darting in to attack and away again. It was like they were both waiting for something, and then it was Leonora who suddenly pushed her mother five metres away onto the ground. Clara gasped in awe.

"That's amazing! Who are they?" Clara asked.

The Doctor grimaced, knowing that Saira and her lovely daughter were about to have their hearts broken. The Mistress knew it too and smirked, this lookalike would know that Clara belonged with her. She wouldn't even have to kill to get this revenge, it was all without effort. It was delicious.

"That's Saira and Leonora," the Doctor explained "Apparently one of your echoes knew them. In fact you were Saira's mate, and Leonora's step mother."

"What? What do you mean my echoes?"

"Well I think that's an explanation best left for the TARDIS."

"Doct..."

"No, Clara not now."

The two Phratoans looked up and watched as the trio walked toward them. Leonora already knew her mother's heart was breaking. She put her hand on her mother's shoulder, frowning when she saw the smirk on Missy's face. She noticed Missy's hand had entered her pocket. Knowing what the Mistress kept in her jacket, Leonora pounced disarming the Mistress. She pushed the Mistress into the Doctor's arms.

"Take your women and get out! You've caused enough harm," Leonora growled.

She threw the Diephone to the ground; then took her mother's hand, and led her back to their home.

**SaveMe**

"What the hell was that?" the Doctor yelled.

Missy skipped around the console flicking switches.

"I was tired of that doppelganger looking at my puppy, like she belongs to her," sniffed Missy.

"I don't bloody belong to you either! I don't belong to anyone," Clara snapped.

The Doctor stopped Missy in her tracks. Clara noticed that his expression was turning stormy, things were about to go sideways. Just as Clara predicted, the Doctor and Missy were yelling at each other but she couldn't understand a word. It took her a minute to realise they were yelling in Gallifreyan. She shook her head, this was ridiculous.

"Oi!" Clara screamed "You can argue later. Right now, I'm tired, I want answers and I'm in need of a human minute. Now start explaining what happened on that planet."

The Time Lords glared at each other, Missy throwing the Doctor the two fingered salute. The Doctor rolled his eyes at Missy, before returning his attention to Clara.

"As I said earlier, your echoes are causing havoc."

"Care to elaborate on that?"

"Well, after the incident on Larily V something happened with your memories despite Missy fixing your mind," explained the Doctor.

"Wait, Missy fixed me?" Clara squawked.

"Don't expect it to become a habit Puppy," Missy snarled.

The Doctor glanced at Missy, wondering if she had an actual reason to be snippy this time. Clara seemed to still be in shock, standing still leaning on the railing.

"Anyway it seems that the damage has caused some of them to resurface, and you become them for a while. We're not sure what is triggering the change at this point. Have you been experiencing anything other than this?" said the Doctor.

Clara was reeling, how could this be what was happening to her? She was trying to process this and she just couldn't. She ran from the console room, down the TARDIS corridors. The two Gallifreyans rubbed their faces with their palms. Missy began to follow Clara.

"Missy, I think you're the last person she wants to see," warned the Doctor.

"Go to hell! She doesn't need you babying her. She needs to tell us what has been happening and we're not going to get that with her in hysterics," Missy snapped "Maybe you've missed it you blithering idiot, but she thinks better when she's angry or stressed. She's not going to get that sort of motivation from you."

The Mistress stalked down the corridors in search of Clara. She was not in a good mood, and she was discontent with trying to be 'good'. She eventually found Clara in the library by the fire. Clara seemed to be distant. She sat next to the human, assessing the best way to get a rise from her.
"Poppet now isn't the time to be stupid and emotional. I thought you were smarter than the other puppies," said Missy.

"Shut up Missy, you have no idea what it's like to watch yourself go insane!"

Missy saw red; this jumped up, cocky little shit was accusing her of not knowing insanity? Her, of all people! It took everything Missy had not to give in to her base instincts and kill Clara.

"Poppet, I don't call myself bonkers for the fun of it," said Missy.

"No kidding, but you're not the one dreaming about another you killing you; or hallucinating complete with the hallucination talking to you. Not to mention the amount of time I keep losing!" Clara snapped.

Missy sat back satisfied with the information but still peeved at Clara's accusation. She folded her arms and stared into the fire. The girl drove her mad, she wanted to kill the human and yet another part of her couldn't function if Clara were dead. She was deep in thought when Clara grabbed her chin, turning her head. Clara kissed her passionately, moving to straddle Missy's lap. She took Missy's hair out of its tie, running her hands through the soft locks. Clara pushed Missy's jacket off as she licked Missy's upper lip to gain entrance.

Missy ran her hands down Clara's sides, teasing her fingers on the hem of Clara's shirt. She let Clara's tongue into her mouth, moaning. She had to admit, her human was wicked. They spent a few moments like that before Clara moved to Missy's neck. It made Missy moan, she didn't remember ever being this vocal before, even in her previous forms.

"I knew you couldn't stay mad at me Sai," Clara sighed.

Missy's eyes popped open, moving her neck away from Clara's mouth. Sai? That could only be short for...oh shit! She used her superior strength to deposit Clara on the couch, scrambling away from the human. There were many despicable things that Missy enjoyed but this was not one of them. Sex had never been something she'd used to get to her enemies. She found it disgusting to do that to someone, and beneath her to do so.

She wound her arms around her torso, and stared into the fire. She'd almost...Rassilon! That had been too close for comfort. She felt thin arms wrap around her waist and a small body press against her body.

"Saira, what's wrong?"

Clara pressed a kiss to the back of the Mistress' neck. Missy turned in Clara's arms, trying to keep her face blank. She put her hands on Clara's shoulders not bothering to move out of Clara's arms.

"I'm not Saira darling. I know I look like her but I'm not her. I'm Missy, and right now you're not my Clara. You're an echo," said Missy.

"Missy, where is Saira?" asked Clara, removing her arms.

"She's back on Phratos."

"If you knew all that, why did you let me do what we just did?"

"Because...because I thought it was my Clara doing that."

Clara stared at Missy nonplussed. Missy put her head in her hands, sighing with a shudder. She wished she'd killed Saira when she'd had the chance. At least then she could have relieved some of the stress. She had never realised what it was like being on the other end of someone's mental break. She'd always thought the Doctor had had it easy, but she had been wrong. This felt terrible.

"You're one of my Clara's echoes from when she stepped into the Doctor's time stream."

"So I'll...I'll fade away?"

"Eventually, but you might pop back up again. You seem to be one of the nicer ones."

Clara raised an eyebrow, before sitting on the couch and petting the space next to her. Missy sat beside her with a frustrated sigh. Clara pushed Missy into the corner of the couch. Panicked, Missy tried to get up.

"Don't fight it, just lie back and hold me as if I were your Clara."

Missy was shocked, her Clara would have been suspicious immediately, but this one was so...innocent. In spite of her reaction she leaned back, opening her arms. Clara pillowed her head on Missy's chest, winding her arms around the Time Lady's waist. Missy wound her arms around Clara, threading a hand through the brunette's hair.

"So what did you mean by I'm one of the nicer ones?" Clara asked.

"Well the first one I met, Scamp...she tried to run me through with a sword," Missy explained.

"Bet you found it funny though," giggled Clara.

"It was a little amusing," Missy admitted.

"But?"

Missy paused her movements, she wasn't sure if she should be truthful or not. Clara didn't seem to remember her time as an echo, when she had surfaced earlier. Perhaps, she could at least admit it and have it off her chest. No, that wasn't the answer.

"It was amusing but it was a little irritating. Scamp couldn't even hold the sword properly; I've had better threats made by Ood."

Clara giggled and seemed to buy Missy's answer. The two stayed in front of the fire enjoying each other's company. Missy wondered if it could be like this with her Clara, once she was fixed. Saira's Clara listened to the strange heart beat of Missy's two hearts, while Missy continued to play with Clara's hair. The two fell asleep in each other's arms on the couch that night, and that's how the Doctor found them a few hours later. He thought he should wake them, but couldn't bring himself to do it. The Doctor knew this would be the best rest either of his friends had had in a long time. He could even admit to himself that they looked sweet curled up like that.

A/N: If you'd like to see what I think the Doctor, Clara and Missy looked like in Clara's dream here are the basis photos I found. . . .