"Thanks for taking me the Bolshoi Ballet Doctor" gushed Clara. "When I was a little girl, I always wanted to be a ballet dancer when I grew up. Sadly I never grew up enough!"

"My pleasure Clara, I've always loved the Nutcracker Suite, and you deserved a break after the stress of the last few days, so I left Oswin behind."

"Great seats in the house as well, how did you manage to get them at such short notice?"

"You can't beat the hyperspace bodyswap ticket, a shame about the two individuals who are now outside and naked, but I'm sure they can come back again another day. I don't know what your dress is like, but the gentleman really should get his dinner suit dry cleaned more often though, phew."

"My favourite part is about to start, whooah that's not right!"

"What's wrong?"

"No!"

"But everyone likes this bit, Dance of the Sugar Plum Soufflé."

"That's not right, it's Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy."

"That would be silly, fairies don't exist."

"Neither do dancing soufflés! And we're right by the stage. Go away! LEAVE ME ALONE! HEEEELLLPPPP!"

Clara woke to see a worried Doctor caressing her forehead.

"Clara, what's wrong, you were having another nightmare!"

"Ooh, that wasn't good."

"I'm really worried about you, what have I put you through? I always worry that the human brain can't cope with the terrible things we see on our adventures, and then there's your fragments as well, are you remembering their adventures as well, the way they died before being brought back to life. Clara, what was it haunting you, Daleks, Cybermen, Whispermen?"

"I'd rather not talk about it."

"Either way, I need to care for you. You're not sleeping alone until you stop having these terrible dreams."

"Ok, er thanks. I hope the TARDIS doesn't mind. "

"She'll have to accept it. I think you need to go somewhere nice and relaxing, somewhere you can recuperate for a bit as clearly you're not your usual self at the moment, and I know such a place!" the Doctor beamed. "It'll be a nice break before the wedding."

"Where have you got in mind" asked Clara warily.

"This lovely paradise planet, Qudochi. Gorgeous beaches, crystal clear water with multi coloured fish swimming around, I haven't been there for a while but my previous Companions have always loved it, especially the local cocktails."

"And there won't be soufflés in the water?"

"Soufflés? You really need a holiday Clara."

"Sorry, I meant, er sharks, yes that's it, are there any sharks in the water?"

"No, none at all."

"Well it sounds great, when can we go?"

"Well we need to say goodbye to Captain Latimer, Clara Oswin and the children first, then I don't see any reason to hang around here, seeing that the wedding isn't until August. Must get up, I don't normally sleep in this long."

The Doctor got out of bed, and went to the bathroom. Still naked, as Clara was reminded as she watched him walk away. Clara dozed off again for a brief soufflé free sleep, and only got up once the Doctor had finished, so that the two of them left his bedroom together, where they passed by a smiling Oswin.

"The stupid TARDIS broke my bed in the middle of the night, so I had to share the Doctor's" Clara explained to the smirking Oswin.

"Clara has been having terrible nightmares; I'm really worried about her. She'll be sleeping next to me from now on until she gets better" added the Doctor.

"Nice work" whispered Oswin as she walked past Clara, who gave a look of denial back, though inwardly she wasn't too unhappy with the outcome…

Later that morning the Doctor explained his plan to Captain Latimer and Clara Oswin.

"So you'll be flying off now, and coming back just before the wedding" asked Captain Latimer.

"Well you won't want me here, getting in the way. I suspect you all need a bit of normality now."

"Fair enough. "

"And it's not as if Clara and Oswin will need measuring for the bridesmaid dresses, seeing that both of them are identical to your Clara!"

"I'll miss having you all around" spoke Clara Oswin, "But it's the start of a new life for me, and a wedding is a massive undertaking to organise, so I'll have plenty on my plate. Have you ever been married before Doctor?"

"Yes. My last wedding was a simple affair though. Circumstances meant it had to be done in a hurry."

Latimer and Clara Oswin looked at him in horror.

"No, NO! It wasn't like that, she wasn't pregnant."

Latimer and Clara Oswin looked relieved.

"It was to restart time, which was disintegrating because I should have died and hadn't, and as a result history was happening all at once, and hence reality was falling apart. Once I got married I was able to die and reset time."

Everyone in the room looked completely baffled, but it was Oswin who eventually spoke

"Are you sure it wasn't because she was up the duff?"

"Time travel can be a complicated business."

"So what happened to her, this wife of yours?" continued Latimer.

"She died, but was saved to a database in the largest library in the universe."

"That must have been a terrible day for you."

"It was bad, but I got to know her much better after then. Everything was complicated with River, as it all happened backwards. Happily most of my companions live their life the right way around!"

"Yes…" replied the perplexed and bewildered Captain Latimer. "The day my Elizabeth died was a dagger to my heart, but thanks to Clara Oswin here, I've found happiness again. From what I've heard about you Doctor, trouble seems to follow you around, so make sure that nothing untoward happens between and the 15th August. I don't want you missing our wedding because you're trying to do something weird out in space, or whatever it is you do."

"You have my word Captain Latimer, I'm just going to fly somewhere nice with Clara and Oswin, a relaxing holiday before we return here a couple of days before the wedding."

Clara looked to the floor, she recalled the other times the Doctor had intended to take her somewhere nice, and how that usually led to some life threatening Alien attack. This time she really needed a nice quiet trip, a paradise beach, her alone with the Doctor…and Oswin.

The three of them said their goodbyes to the children who were sad to see them go, and returned to the TARDIS.

"You're going to love this place" enthused the Doctor as he walked to the console, "A perfect place to top up your tan before the wedding."

"Great" replied Oswin, "I'll get changed."

"It'll be lovely to lose these Victorian clothes" replied Clara.

As the two of them left the console, Oswin turned to Clara.

"Well, did he keep his trousers on last night?"

"No, he was undressed, as he wasn't expecting me in his bed."

"How undressed?"

"Very undressed."

Oswin smiled.

"So does he have any distinguishing features, such as a mole on his back?"

"There is a mole, but it's erm a bit further down."

And with that Clara walked into her room to get changed, with a smug smile on her face.

Once Clara and Oswin had returned to the console room, now dressed in more casual summer clothes, and armed with Factor 25, the Doctor set the TARDIS in motion, and shortly afterwards it landed.

"The paradise planet of Qudochi" the Doctor exclaimed as he bounded towards the door of the TARDIS. "I don't know why I don't come here more often, it must have been… actually I can't remember how long it is since I was last here."

He opened the door, Clara bracing herself for the expected attack by Cybermen or angry Gods, but instead it was just like the Doctor had promised. Beautiful sand, crystal clear water, a paradise beach of the sort you dream about. It was going to be great here, the perfect place to relax and forget about the stresses of the last few days. Oswin wasn't too bad, Clara considered, she was sure they'd have some good fun together here, and at night the Doctor would be there to keep her safe, and scare away the er soufflés in her head.

Oswin too was looking forward to a nice holiday, the whole point of joining the Starship Alaska was to see the universe, and if there were more enticing bits of the universe than here, she would love to visit them!

Clara was taking her shoes off to take a paddle in the water, when her inner peace was shattered by a cry from Oswin.

"Look! Over there by the trees!"

"It can't be" Clara replied with dread in her voice. "Not another one!"

In the distance a brown haired woman was walking towards them and waving her hands in the air, surely it couldn't be another Clara fragment?

"That's not good news."

"Too right" Clara thought out loud, just what she needed another fragment flirting over the Doctor.

"If a fragment of you has been here, then that means something must have happened, she must have died here originally saving the Doctor."

"Oh yes, I see what you mean."

So much for the relaxing holiday…Clara sighed.

As the figure walked towards them on the beach, she was unmistakeable, the hair was big and bouffant, she was wearing an oversized pink top over lime green leggings, but the petite brown haired figure walking towards them with a look of bafflement on her face was clearly another Clara fragment.

The Doctor had been in the TARDIS while this mysterious figure was moving towards them, but emerged just as she was arriving. She spoke first.

"There's two of you, and you're me, even if you're wearing weird clothes. That's spooky. "

She then looked towards the Doctor in horror.

"Who are you? That's the Doctor's blue box, what have you done to him, what have you done with the Doctor?"

Thanks for the reviews, they are much appreciated!

So much for Clara's relaxing holiday, though she should know by now that life with the Doctor is never straightforward. Though at least she'll have the Doctor nearby the next time she has some weird soufflé related dream :-)