Clara Oswald had always wanted children. Everyone in her family knew that. They had all knew that she had wanted to have a family ever since she was only merely three years old. Her favourite game had been 'Mums and Dads', the brunette always making some boy at school be the dad while she was the mum, some other little children joining in and adopting the role of the kids of the family.
As she got older, she had ditched the whole game of mums and dads and she began to vision her future differently. She still envisioned herself with children in her family, yet she began to add a 'proper' husband into the picture. She had visioned them living in a beautiful cottage, perhaps with a cat or a dog.
In the past few years since she had met the Doctor some of her dreams had been fulfilled. She had gotten married to the most amazing, loving and caring man in the universe. Sure, he had his strange quirks, but that only made Clara love him even more. They were not living in some spectacular house, only a small apartment, yet talk of them moving had begun to make its way into their conversations. Her biggest dream though, was nearly fulfilled. A baby. A child. She was filled with excitement when she found out, and when she told the Doctor he was absolutely beside himself with joy.
Yet the next problem that they needed to figure out was a baby name. She was only two months off having the baby. She had quit work and was now spending hours at home by herself, the only regular company that she got was the movement of the baby that resided in her womb.
Clara wanted to name the baby something nice, beautiful and elegant. A nice earth name. Of course thought, the Doctor wanted to go above and beyond and name their child some other name.
"How about Leia?" Asked the Doctor, following Clara down the small hallway that connected their bedroom to the kitchen and lounge. He had been pestering Clara all morning with names she thought stupid, and she was now finding it really annoying.
"Leia?" She asked, turning around and placing her hands on her hips once the two reached the lounge. She was still dressed in her pyjamas, whereas the Doctor was dressed ready for work. "You really want to name our child Leia?" She asked with an exasperated sigh.
"Yes!" Said the Doctor, now bouncing with joy. "Like Princess Leia, from the Star Wars franchise!" He said excitedly. Clara simply just raised an eyebrow.
"I'm not naming my daughter after a Star Wars character" She sighed, before turning around and walking into the kitchen to pour herself a much needed cup of coffee. Her protruding stomach was really annoying her now and got in the way way to much. She would be so glad when the baby came out of her in two months time.
"Then what about Zelda?" Clara turned and gave her husband a stern glare. "You know, Princess Zelda, from the Legend of Zelda?" He was looking at her was like if she didn't know who Princess Zelda was he would have a heart attack.
"Doctor, honey" She said in a calm tone, leaning across the bench as far as he stomach would permit her to. "I'm not naming my daughter, out daughter after a fictional character" Clara said firmly. The Doctor sighed sadly as Clara stood up straight.
"What about Ellie?" She asked, almost absent mildly as she poured herself a cup of coffee, a small smile now appearing upon her face.
"Ellie?" The Doctor groaned, leaning against the bench. "That's a boring name" He groaned out.
He didn't fully realise what he had said until he looked up, and his brain clicked into place. Ellie. Ellie Oswald. Clara's mothers name. Of course she would want to name their baby after her deceased mother. And what had he done? He had just gone and stomped on the name.
"No, I didn't mean..." He said, his face suddenly panic stricken and full of apology as he stood up straight, shaking his head and his hands as well. Clara's expression had turned from her small moment of happiness to obvious hurt and confusion. She looked up from her cup of coffee, staring at her husband with a look that broke that Doctor's hearts knowing that it was him who placed it upon her face.
"You didn't mean what?" She asked, her face becoming stern and the Doctor knew that she was only seconds away from exploding at him, which he thought he now very well deserved.
"I didn't mean to insult the name, I just wasn't thinking" He said, desperately trying to make his wife feel better, yet it wasn't working.
"Just go to work" Clara said sternly, not wanting to put up wiht her husbands ranting. The Doctor simply just gave her a blank look, slightly confused as well.
"Clara, I didn't-" He began, desperately trying to make amends with his wife.
"Just go" She said firmly, her gaze returning to her cup of coffee. The Doctor opened his mouth to try and make amends, yet thought about it and shut his mouth again. With a last look at his wife, his slowly trod through the hallway and into his and Clara's bedroom, where the TARDIS was. He sadly opened the doors and stepped inside.
When he closed the doors behind him, the TARDIS made a fond, beeping noise in greeting. However, the Doctor made absolutely no attempt to talk back. The TARDIS made another small beeping noise, yet this one sounding slightly more annoyed.
"I just insulted her dead mothers name!" He burst out, hitting the console in fury. "I wasn't thinking, I was being stupid!" He hit himself in the head in fury with the palm of his hand. "How could I do that!" He cried, before angry storming around the TARDIS and flicking switches and knobs until he had moved the TARDIS' to the time vortex.
"How do I make this better?" He groaned as he flopped himself down on the passenger seat, covering his face in his hands. He didn't particularly have any intention of going off to work at U.N.I.T, he needed to figure out how to fix everything with Clara, and due to his lack of human knowledge, he doubted this would be an easy task. Kate Lethbridge-Stewart also excepted the fact that due to him being a millennium old Time Lord he was excused if he didn't turn up occasionally.
In response to his question, the TARDIS made a small, beeping noise in response. The Doctor looked up, glaring at the TARDIS with an annoyed glance.
"That's cheating" He said, his eyebrows furrowing together. "I can't go into the future and ask myself what to do, I need to figure this out mysel-"
His was cut off mid sentence as the TARDIS suddenly violently shook, throwing him out of his chair and sending him sprawling across the floor.
"Woah!" He cried as he pulled himself up to the console, pulling the scanner in front of his face so he could get a good look at what was happening. "Magnetic field!" He cried out. "Somethings got us, don't know what!" He jumped up to his full height and began running around the TARDIS, flicking switches and pulling several knobs. He had turned off the shields because all the TARDIS flying that he did was to U.N.I.T and back. He and Clara hadn't been anywhere because it always resulted in them running somewhere, and quite frankly, due to her pregnant state Clara really couldn't do with any running.
"Haha!" Cried the Doctor amongst more assorted excited noises. He hadn't had any sort of adventure like this in a long time, and really, it was something that he absolutely craved.
"We're being pulled into the ship!" He cried. The TARDIS made a loud, frantic beeping noise.
The TARDIS suddenly jerked even more violently than it had before, and the Doctor slammed forward. His head collided with the TARDIS console unit, sending him plunging into blackness.
The Doctor's eyes slowly fluttered open. He groaned as he pushed himself off the cold, metallic floor of the TARDIS. All the lights had been switched on, and the jolting and jerking of the time machine had stopped.
The Doctor pulled himself up and flicked a switch which turned all the lights back on.
"You all right?" He asked his time machine, who gave a wary beep back, which was followed by another beep which caused the Doctor to look sternly at his time machine.
"It's not my fault!" He said. "Just because I turned the shields off..." He muttered, before walking over to the doors.
"Out there, is a new adventure" He said, rubbing his hands eagerly together, his face alive with excitement. His smile soon fell though. "I should get to work though, trying to fix everything with Clara" He told himself firmly, and he walked back to the console unit. "Buuuuuut" He said to himself, spinning around to face the door once again. "This is a time machine!" He said, his excited grin returning to his face. "I can always just go back an hour later or something!" He bounded over towards the door, carefully placing his hand on the doorknob. He stopped for a moment, deciding carefully wether or not he should go out. "It'll be fine!" He said reassuringly to himself, before upending the TARDIS doors and stepping outside.
The Doctor had stepped out into some grey, metallic room. It was rather large, various pieces of scraps and metal surrounding the blue box that the Time Lord had just stepped out of. The Doctor could see his very reflection on the walls of the room.
"I'm not getting any signals" The Doctor said as he read the readings that the sonic screwdriver gave him as he held it up into the air. He placed it back into his pocket, before carefully wandering through the large room. He scanned the walls and ceiling with his eyes, only finding his own reflection, the reflection of the TARDIS and the scraps to be greeting him back.
The Doctor strode over to where a large rectangle cut was in the walls, which was obviously the door. Next to it, was a bright blue plant encased in a shiny, metallic frame. The Doctor pulled out the sonic screwdriver and pointed it at the plate, which instantly opened the door.
"This ship is seemingly empty" He said, reading the readings that the sonic screwdriver was giving him for the second time. "Maybe they all abandoned the ship in the time that I was knocke-" He was cut off by yet another incredibly violent jerk. He nearly tripped over, yet caught himself on the wall, the sonic screwdriver slipping from his hand and rolling away around the corner.
Once the shaking stopped, the Doctor carefully threaded over towards the corner where the sonic lay. He was just about to turn the corner, when a rather large shadow appeared on the ground, shimmering ever so slightly. The Doctor froze in his movements, watching the shadow cautiously. It slowly backed up around the corner and vanished from his view. But the caster of the shadow would be just around the corner.
"Geronimo!" The Doctor yelled as he sprinted out from behind the corner he was hiding behind into the other corridor. He was ducking, hands over his head in case of fire. He did some sort of roll to the floor, picking up his sonic screwdriver mid roll.
"Ha!" He cried proudly, pointing the sonic screwdriver, his eyes wide and alert. Yet to his complete astonishment, the corridor was completely empty. Slowly, in case of a sudden attack, the Doctor stood up, looking around, his sonic screwdriver still pointing down the corridor.
"I'm the Doctor" He said cautiously. "If you come in peace, then please come out and we can talk over tea and jammy dodgers" The Doctor face lit up, hopefully looking around, hopping for someone to pop out cheerfully, accepting his offer. "But if your not" He continued, his grin turning into a menacing growl. "Then know that I'm a Time Lord. I'm the last of them. If you think that you could take over the universe or something, it's a very popular choice these days, then know that you've got a second thing coming"
The Doctor continued scanning around, yet nothing was popping out from anywhere in the corridor, yet he didn't see how anyone cold even hide in this corridor. Perhaps there was a secret door or something.
The Doctor was just about to start searching for a secret door, when the end of the corridor suddenly became brighter and brighter. The Doctor stopped what he was doing, and looked down the hallway, his eyebrows furrowed together in curiosity and confusion.
It was only when he saw a wall of fire turn the corner up ahead and come towards his did his expression drop completely, the sonic screwdriver doing the same.
"Well, run" He said to no one in particular, before turning around and tearing off down the hallways, back towards the room where the TARDIS had been pulled in. The fire was following him at alarming rate, and the Doctor could tell it was only getting closer. He ran for his life down corridors, turning around corners so fast and hard he nearly smashed into the opposite wall.
He quickly reached the room where the TARDIS was parked, sprinting up its length, digging the TARDIS key out of his pocket frantically. He fumbled to get it in the lock, and only just managed to get inside the time machine and shut the door as the wall of bright fire caught up with him and was pressing against the walls of the TARDIS.
The TARIDS almost made a sort of whining noise as the Doctor entered the time machine, pressing himself against the door, eyes wide, yet a smile upon his face.
"Oh, I'm sorry, but I haven't had an adventure like that in a long time!" He laughed, not caring that his time machine was engulfed in flames. He ran up to the console unit, hitting the console unit in joy. The TARDIS made a few more beeping noises in complaint.
"Don't worry about it! Just fire, your a type 40 TARDIS, your no problem for fire" The Doctor said. "Nevertheless, lets get out of here!" He spun around in circles, running around the time machine, flicking nobs and pulling levers.
"Well then!" He cried happily, clapping his hands together, leaning against the TARDIS console. "Another adventure, shall we?" He said. The Doctor was just about to set a course for the TARDIS to run along, before his energetic, excited smile face fell, turning into horror and shame.
"How could I have done that?" He muttered to himself, leaning against the console unit. "I have a pregnant wife at home, and what am I off doing?" He moaned out, smacking himself lightly in the forehead with his palm.
"I'm going to fix this" He said to himself determinedly. The TARDIS made a few beeping noise in response. "Oi, your the one it got us together" He said, before quickly sprinting down the stairs, running towards the library.
"How could he of said that?" Cried Clara, throwing her hands up in the air, absolutely furious at her husband who wasn't there with her. He had left about two hours ago, the wheezing sounds of the TARDIS following his departure.
"My husband, just insulted my mothers name!" She cried out loud. She huffed, before waddling over to the couch and carefully sitting down, trying to accomodate her huge stomach, which was really annoying her. She placed her hands on it, her ball like abdomen seemingly only being good for use as a hand rest.
"Don't worry" She said soothingly, rubbing her stomach, now talking to her unborn daughter. "I won't let him name you Zelda" She snorted out the name like it was the most repulsive thing she had ever heard.
Suddenly, the sounds of wheezing filled her ears, growing louder and louder by the minute. Her face immediately hardened as she stood up, ready to greet her incredibly idiotic husband. It was only a second after the TARDIS landed that she heard the door open, and the Doctor came sprinting into the lounge, where Clara was waiting for him.
In his hands, was a bouquet of flowers, and in the other box of chocolates.
"Those won't help you, you know" Clara said, folding her arms and raising an eyebrow.
"I know" The Doctor said, now putting the items down on the couch. "But I'm sorry. I shouldn't of said it, that Ellie was a boring name, really I am. It's a beautiful name. I was ranting about all these names, which aren't baby appropriate really. I'm sorry" The Doctor hung his head in shame, his arms swinging down by his sides. He only looked up when he felt a small, soft had pull his chin up.
"You got me, chin" Clara said, a slight smile forming upon her face. A small smile emerged on the Doctors face as he looked down at his wife.
"You know" He said, his thinking face turning to occupy his features. "Ellie is a beautiful name. I think it would fit our baby girl" He watched as Clara's features lit up, her smile increasing in size.
"Really?" She asked, almost disbelieving. "Really" The Doctor said, before kissing her on the lips, which was slightly awkward due to the pregnant stomach separating them.
"I'll be glad when this baby comes out" Clara said, huffing. The Doctor laughed. "But these flowers..." Clara picked up the discarded flowers, looking at them thoughtfully. "I think they would look good on our windowsill" Clara said smiling, before walking off, leaving a slightly confused Doctor behind, her soft laughter trailing down the corridor.
A/N - Ok, ok. I know it's no original Whouffle baby name, but when you write you need to think like the characters, and Ellie would be what Clara would want. So, that's the ickle babies name. Hope you liked the little spice of adventure, haven't written adventure into a chapter for quite some time now, probably since Prisoner of the Dalek's or something.
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