Traitor

Peter knew what he had to do but he still felt nervous about doing it. The more he thought about it, the more he thought that it was going to reflect badly on him. No one knew what he was planning and it meant that no one knew that he was on their side.

But he knew the importance of getting out. If they were the only ones that could stop them, then he had to burn any bridges just so they could stop them. He could just go back into the shadows and be forgotten about. Go on to his next profession. Maybe Vastra would take him on.

The guards entered and Peter calm walked up to them.

"I want to speak to Missy."

"Communication is denied." He said.

"I don't think you understand. I have come to realise that the old days were good even if we were up to no good. I don't really think the codename Doctor suits me. I think Theta Sigma was a better one. At least I knew what my place was."

The men stared at him blankly before blinking. "Come with us."

Peter let out the breath he was holding and walked towards the door. He saw their confused faces out of the corner of his eye.

"The bas ..." River started. "Actually I can't say I was totally surprised. I was waiting for that."

"Well he has made his choice now." David said as he turned from the door.

Clara wasn't sure how she felt. She thought that he was on their side. She thought that he would want to make it up to them rather than take the easier route and just give in to what they thought about him.

There was a thought that he was doing it to help them out but she quickly moved onto the next thought. He wouldn't do something like that to try and help them. He would have at least mentioned it.

"Come on." Amy said as she placed her arm around her shoulders. "I hope you don't like bad boys as well as silver foxes."

"Bad boy attitude, maybe. Actual bad boys, no."

Peter made a note of each corridor as he passed them. The building they were in was no different from any other London office building. The windows had been closed up to black them out but other than that, he was sure that once they got out of that room, it would be easy to get out.

He was shocked as the guard took out a card and swiped it before opening the door to a small garden. He squinted as the sun hit his eyes. They had been in a room with only a bulb as their own source of light. It was a big different.

The guards led him over and sat him down in the chair.

"I was wondering when you would change your mind." Missy said.

"It took me longer to realise what I had been missing."

"Tea?"

He turned to her and saw the spread on the table between them. "Yes please."

"I'll play mother." She said as stood up to pour the tea pot.

Peter knew what she would try and do but knew that he just had to focus on what he needed to do. Technically he had already done that but it seemed like he had to humour her for a bit. He never knew what he might get out of her.

"Out of everyone that I have ever worked with, you, Peter Capaldi, were the last person I thought would ever betray me."

He gave her a nervous laugh. "I … I felt betrayed by you."

"I am sure we could have talked it over rather than you destroying everything we had worked so hard to build. Theta Sigma was an extremely handsome and intelligent man."

"I am still him."

The way she looked at him showed that she believed him. They had found each other to be quite similar in some circumstances but took different in others. They kept close their similarities but that was probably the only reason he stayed for as long as he did.

He watched her as she stood up and walked around the table to him. The movement always used to excite him, but it didn't any more. When she kissed him, it didn't feel like it did in his memory. He knew that it was the same to how she always used to do it but it was just different.

If the realisation hadn't already hit, he knew, in that moment, that he had fallen for Clara Oswald. The kiss was different because it wasn't her lips on his. Missy wasn't Clara and she never would be. He hated himself for what he had done to help them out.

Missy pulled back. "I have missed you."

Peter kept her back and turned his head away as she went in for another kiss.

"Peter?"

He stood up to use his height to his advantage. This wasn't part of his plan but he shouldn't have thought that he could be with Missy for a bit in the first place. "Do you know why I felt betrayed by you first? You said we could have talked about it but I don't think we could of. I went to your aid because I thought you were in trouble. You stabbed me and took me back to your flat."

"That pretty face has got you, hasn't it?"

"No, I am talking about you."

"But Clara." Missy said. "Clara, Clara, Clara. You still don't realise how well I know you."

"She has nothing to do with this."

"Oh but she does. See I know that Theta Sigma died when you decided to destroy everything that we had worked for. Theta Sigma is just a memory of what you were. Like a Doctor. You'll never be a Doctor again after all this."

"That is the risk I will take."

"Are you sure that is the risk you should take?" She asked before nodding to the men behind him.

Clara looked up as Peter rolled back into the cell. She was still so conflicted by what he had done. He had betrayed them.

"Did it not go well then?" Chris asked.

Peter brushed himself off before giving a grunt in response. He rolled his shoulder as he took his spot on the other side of the room. He obviously knew where he belonged.

"You're not going to go over to him, are you?" Amy whispered to her.

"No, not this time." Clara said as she took her eyes off him.