Author's notes

I'm sorry it took so long to write, unfortunately when you have exams coming up you have to study like mad and that leaves little time to type chapters, here it is anyway, hope you enjoy please review

Also apologies for when this chapter was first posted, there was a malfunction

-Nightwish14

Clara, Sherlock and the Doctor had been escorted to another room after Sherlock's outburst of dumbfounded shock.

They were in a very white room, another box like room obviously with a one way mirror, Sherlock was sure of that, especially now he had slightly recovered.

The box room had a bright light that was reflected across the room because of the walls, this room was designed to disorientate and confuse the people sitting in it. For Clara it did just that.

Placed in the middle of the room were three plain chairs, upon entry Sherlock noticed them immediately before he looked at anything else.

"Oh, you've been expecting us" he said.

The guard behind him shoved him in and Sherlock spun round to say something witty, to read the guard and describe him, but Clara placed a hand on his arm and Sherlock backed off. He didn't like the fact that the guard was now all smug and thought he had gotten away with it, because the guard shoved Sherlock down onto one of the chairs.

Sherlock glared but remained absolutely silent.

Clara and the Doctor also got the same treatment.

A woman in a white lab coat with her hair tight into a neat bun waltzed into the room; in her hand she carried a silver metal case, the kind that holds equipment of some sort.

The guard behind her held it while she opened it, there sat in the foam indents were three syringes full of what Sherlock could only tell was some form of truth serum.

The white lab coated woman picked up one of the syringes and prepped it; she walked towards Clara who Sherlock could see was starting to feel uncomfortable.

Trypanophobia, fear of injections, Sherlock gauged Clara's actions as the woman walked towards her, heavy breathing, slight sweat on the palms and forehead, stiffness of tenseness of body.

"Now remain calm" said the woman in a hoarse voice as she bent down.

Clara did not remain calm; she pushed the woman away and tried to struggle free.

The woman gave the guard behind Clara and another behind Sherlock a signal and they held Clara down, which only made Clara worse.

"Clara, calm down, it's going to be alright" called the Doctor. "It's going to be fine, don't panic, you'll be alright."

Clara didn't listen she was in full swing of a panic attack now and adrenaline was fuelling her actions.

"Stop it! Leave her alone" shouted Sherlock. "Can't you see she's trypanophobic?"

The lab coated woman, the Doctor and guards holding Clara down stared at him, it was silent.

"I thought you were supposed to be a doctor? Don't you recognise the signs of a panic attack when you see one? Or did I use too big a word for you to understand, doctor? Here, let me dumb it down a bit. She has a fear of needles."

The doctor woman showed a shocked expression on her face. "How did you know I was a doctor?"

"Simple really, lab coat, hair tied back in a bun, the glasses and if that wasn't enough then your name tag says Doctor Gale."

There was another silence.

Sherlock sighed. He got up from his seat, taking off his coat and suit, and rolled up his shirt sleeve, he looked at Clara who had stopped struggling against the guards; her face slightly calming down.

"I'll take it first" he said holding out his arm to Doctor Gale.

Doctor Gale placed the syringe on top of the vein in his right arm, before applying pressure and digging it into his arm, injecting the truth serum. Sherlock made sure to show no expression to try to prove to Clara it was fine, he gave the Doctor a signal to do the same.

The Doctor did the same, taking off his purple overcoat and rolled up his shirtsleeve, allowing Doctor Gale to inject him too. He tried to show very little if no expression at all like Sherlock did.

Clara felt slightly better now that her friends had done it and they didn't think it was too bad, so she too cautiously allowed Doctor Gale to inject her with the truth serum… with the help of the two guards holding her down again while she was being injected.

The room seemed to spin then, Clara couldn't focus on anything; everything seemed in a slow haze, she could see Steven in the room, kind of he was just as blurry as Sherlock and the Doctor when she looked over.

She could hear droning words coming from Steven, and then Sherlock's droning voice too.

"I'm a consulting detective from London in the year 2014; I live in Baker Street of 221b, I travelled in time and space with Clara and the Doctor" it sounded slow and tasking.

Steven then turned to the Doctor and asked some kind of question Clara wasn't sure.

"I'm a time lord from the planet Gallifrey, during the time war I blew up my planet along with Skaro to stop the time war, I have had several companions, some left, others got left behind and then some died."

Clara became aware that Steven had now stepped in front of her and was asking her the same question, whatever that was, she asked Sherlock and the Doctor to her, she didn't really understand what he was saying; she almost didn't recognise the sound of her own voice, it sounded foreign to her ears.

"My name is Clara Oswald, I am human from earth and I travel with the Doctor, I jumped into his time stream to save his life and now there are echoes of myself in every one of his regenerations."

Sherlock turned his head to her, to him she didn't make sense but then neither did any of this, Sherlock knew that Steven was interrogating them because of what happened to the power supply.

"Steven, if you are interrogating us because you think we sabotaged the power supply then you are quite mistaken, we never destroyed it, you must know I'm telling the truth because of the truth serum, no?"

Steven and Doctor Gale stood there giving each other glances, Steven then nodded to Doctor Gale and they both left.