Title: A Day and Life on the TARDIS

Author: Flydye8/Heintz571

Pairings: Clara/12th Doctor

Rating: T (just to be on the safe side)

Summary: This is a collection of stories about the times in-between Clara's and the Doctor's adventures. The ones we never see; because we all know once you starting living with someone, life always gets more interesting. The stories are primarily fluffiness, domestication, and a loving friendship taking place after "Last Christmas".

Author's Note 1: I am writing these because the ideas keep distracting me from writing on my other 12/Clara stories, so I figured, I might as well get them out of my head and penned down. This is a continuation of the previous chapter "Confrontations and Epiphanies" I guess this is a story within a story thing. Oh well, I do hope you enjoy.

Author's Note 2: Thank each of you for favoring/following/commenting on this story I am so pleased that you are enjoying it. If you have the time leave a comment below and tell me what you think, I love feedback.

Clara leaned onto the Doctor's shoulder, her shoes discarded under the table, watching as the party guests departed one by one. She and the Doctor danced most of the evening, after the confrontation with her step-mom, to her delight and satisfaction. They would have already returned to the TARDIS, but her Gran requested that they stay for a bit longer and Clara could never deny her Gran any request.

Sighing she glanced sideways at the Doctor, "I am glad you came with me to the party. I don't think it would have been as much fun without you."

Returning her glance he smiled softly, "It was my pleasure but let's not make a habit of this, extended family domestication is awfully exhausting."

Laughing she replied, "I couldn't agree more." Any further conversation was halted with the arrival of her Gran.

Moving off the Doctor's shoulders Clara stood and embraced her tightly, "Did you enjoy your party Gran"

"Yes, I did my dear it was nice to see all my friends, but the best part was seeing you again." Bringing her frail hands up to her face she asked sadly, "When will I see you again?"

"I am not sure but I suspect it will be sooner than later." She replied leaning her cheek into her Grans's loving touch, "I will miss you."

"I know you will dear, just as I will miss you." Pulling away from her granddaughter she stood toe to toe with the Doctor poking him in his chest, "Now listen to me Time Lord, you better take good care of Clara."

Nodding he replied confidently, "I will I promise."

Pulling him down for a quick hug she whispered in his ear, "I know you will and don't be afraid to love her as well."

Dave's voice sounded over Clara's shoulder, "Mum, we need to go before Linda passes out completely in the car." Turning toward Clara he gave her a quick hug, "Take care my daughter and keep in touch."

"I will Dad." She assured him.

Turning he held out his hand for the Doctor. "It was a pleasure to see you again."

"Likewise, Mr. Oswald."

Moving back to the Doctor's side, Clara interlaced her arm around his, watching as he Dad escorted her Gran from the ballroom. As they excited she faced the Doctor, "Are you ready to go home as well."

"I was ready ages ago." He stated with false irritation secretly pleased she called the TARDIS home.

"Well come on then Doctor, let's go." Retrieving her wrap from the coat closet, she placed it securely on her shoulders before walking out into the night her arm still intertwined with his.

The light from the full moon lit their path, the cool March wind whipped around their bodies causing them to hurry along a bit faster. Approaching the TARDIS Clara saw the ancient ship shimmer a golden color. Seeing it again she stopped the Doctor causing him to look at her in surprise. "Did you see that?"

"See what, Clara?" He asked as he looked around for whatever was causing her unease.

"The TARDIS it shimmered, why is it shimmering I have never seen it shimmer before?" Her words coming out quickly as she grabbed his arm more tightly.

Laughing his deep voice echoing in the night he continued to led her to his ship, "She is sentient and empathic."

"Yes I know that, but that still doesn't explain the shimmering." She replied with irritation.

Stopping, he moved to face her, "It explains everything; she is sensing my feelings and reacting to them, hence the shimmering."

"So why am I only seeing it now? I know that she and I haven't really got along, but I think I would have noticed it before tonight."

Shrugging, he continued walking, pulling out his key to unlock the door, "Not sure, maybe she is starting to like you."

"Well it took her long enough. Does she shimmer other colors or just gold?" she countered, following him inside.

Removing his blue cravat and stuffing it in his pocket, he undid the top two buttons of his shirt as he type in the coordinates for the vortex, "The colors change." He replied as he pulled the activation lever.

"So what feeling does the gold represent?" Clara asked as she sat on the bench chair in the control room to take off her shoes, while draping her wrap across the back of it.

"What do you think? He asked as he directed her to turn so her back was facing him. Sitting next to her he started to remove the pins from her hair then combing his dexterous fingers through the released tresses.

"I am not sure you are very difficult to read especially when it comes to feelings." She replied as she closed her eyes enjoying his fingers running through her hair.

Moving down to her neck and shoulders he started to massage her muscles in a circular movement, "Go out on a limb and take a guess." Leaning in closer, he whispered in her ear, "I dare you!"

Not one to back down from a challenge she began, "Well if I go with the psychology of colors; red represents anger or passion, orange communication and optimism, yellow is for intellect and friendship, green balance and growth, blue trust and peace, purple imagination and finally indigo intuition. I could go into the meanings of brown, silver, gray, white, black, pink, magenta and turquoise but I really wouldn't want to bore you." She finished smugly as she turned to face him laughing at his look of disbelief.

"How did you know so much about…oh never mind. You didn't mentioned gold is there no psychological reason for that color." He asked as he handed her the pins he removed from her hair.

"Oh yes there is, I was saving the best for last. There are actually multiple ideas associated with gold but three of them I think best suit your possible feelings right now."

"Oh this should be interesting, please do go on." He stated sarcastically trying to hide the fact that his dare back fired.

"Okay, gold represents wisdom and knowledge, but tonight I think it reflects your generosity, compassion and love which are also characterized by gold." Cupping his cheek she smiled, "Which brings me to another conclusion to why I might have seen the shimmer this evening."

"And what is your conclusion is that?" He asked as she moved her hand from his cheek to his chest.

"Tonight I was the recipient of your generosity, compassion and love and I think the TARDIS wanted me to be aware of them as well as appreciate them; especially because it's not in your nature to show those traits very often this time around." Removing her hand from his chest, she stood reaching for her shoes and shawl than started walking toward her room.

Stopping before she disappeared down the hall she turned and faced him with a loving smile, "Thank you Doctor, thank you for a delightfully golden evening. G'night."

Sitting back in his chair he responded quietly, "Thank you as well my Clara."