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"This is the house?" Missy asked the Doctor in whispered Gallifreyan as she glanced around the hallway. Clara and Kate looked over at the Doctor for explanation of what she was saying. Throughout the tour, Missy had remained silent at the Doctor's side gripping hold of his hand as though he would disappear. Normally, she would have been bounding through the house fueled by sarcasm and disdain for the human-ness of it all. Not tonight, though. Kate had finished giving the three of them the grand tour about five minutes ago and was standing in the entrance way pulling her coat back on, ready to make her way back to her own house. "It is the house, yes. We're on Earth, remember, Missy? Can you speak English so the others can understand us. The Tardis translation circuit won't be working this far away" the Doctor explained, knowing that Missy was falling into Gallifreyan because of tiredness. When it was just the two of them and she was like this, they often fell into their mother tongue. With Clara living with them and no way of automatically translating conversation, the Doctor would have to insist that they spoke English. Missy nodded, looking quickly up to Kate and back down again. "I hope that you'll all be settled here. Any problems let me know" Kate said as she made her way to the door. "Oh and before I forget, Missy here are some maternity clothes that you might find more comfortable as well as some baby things. I didn't think you'd have any things of your own." Kate finished, holding the bag out to Missy who accepted it hesitantly without replying. The Doctor said his thanks and Clara noticed that there was something left hanging in the air between him and Kate. He looked as though he wanted to say something but was holding back because of Missy.
Taking the initiative, Clara took the bag of clothes from Missy and pulled her away from the Doctor gently. "Why don't we go and have a look through these clothes while the Doctor and Kate sort a few things out?" She said softly to Missy when she protested at being pulled away from the Doctor. "How long will you be gone, Doctor?" Missy asked as she stopped fighting against Clara's pull. "I'm not going anywhere, I just want to say goodbye to Kate and you look like you need a sit down. So, you head into the lounge with Clara and I'll be there soon" the Doctor said truthfully, she did look exhausted. "Are you going out?" Missy asked, wringing her hands. "No. I'll still be here" he reassured. "But how long will you be?" She pressed, trying to get back to him "I'll be five minutes" he said watching her fidget anxiously and nod reluctantly before allowing herself to be led away by Clara.
Once it was just Kate and the Doctor left in the hallway, the Doctor voiced his concerns. "You know I can't put anything before Missy's wellbeing at the moment, don't you?" he said firmly, watching the UNIT boss nod. "I know and I wouldn't expect you to. I have to be honest, she's worse than I thought she would be" Kate expressed her concerns. "I know. I think a lot of it is down to exhaustion at the moment and the aftermath of the medical examination. Give her a few days and I think she'll settle a bit. She's talking a bit more about what the faction did, which I'm pleased about. What's the plan for the next few days?" The Doctor asked, realising he had no idea what was going to happen. "Focus on Missy, get her settled first of all. Then, I think you should talk to Me and work on contacting the Time Lords. I'll carry on interviewing Reeves" Kate suggested watching the Doctor nod. "I have to get back to my kids. I hope things are a bit better for you tomorrow. I'll call in the morning" she finished as she made her way back to the car.
"You like purple, Missy. Look at this dress, it's the same colour as your old one" Clara said as she pulled out a cotton maxi dress and held it up to show Missy. A small smile creeped onto Missy's lips as she looked at the dress, "it is. I can wear that tomorrow, maybe" she said as she took the dress from Clara. Clara nodded, looking into the bag at the assortment of baby clothes. "Do you want to look at the baby clothes that are in here?" Clara asked watching as Missy's smile fell from her face and she shook her head, scrunching the material of the dress in her hands then passing it back to Clara to put in the bag. "That's okay. We'll look a different day" Clara said, pushing the bag to one side and watching as Missy stood up walking towards the door. "Where are you going, Missy?" Clara asked, also standing up and blocking the door. "I, has it been five minutes yet? I want the Doctor now" Missy said quietly as she backed away from the door, appearing startled by Clara blocking the entrance. The pitiful expression on Missy's face reminded her of a toddler with separation anxiety. "It's nearly been five minutes. He'll be here before you know it. I'll tell you what, though, the Doctor will be really proud of you if you come and sit down with me and wait patiently" Clara attempted to guide Missy back to the sofa, she would never have dreamed of speaking to Missy like this even a day ago but events over the course of the day had really highlighted the need to approach her differently. Missy looked back to the door and then followed Clara's instructions to sit down, "he really will be back soon won't he?" Missy asked, scratching her arms. "Yes, Missy, he will" Clara said as she heard Kate's car start up and the lights lit up the front room. "That was Kate's car going so he'll be back in a minute. Try not to scratch your arms, you're making them bleed" Clara said as she watched the spots of blood appear on Missy's arm. Missy opened her mouth to reply but froze as the door opened and the Doctor walked in. "Doctor, you came back" Missy said as she crossed the distance to the door. "Yes, I told you I wouldn't be long. I was only five minutes" the Doctor said as Missy reached him and he noted the streaks of blood pooling from the cuts of her arm. "Why is your arm bleeding, Missy?" The Doctor asked leading Missy back to the sofa. In response, Missy bowed her head and looked away from the Doctor leaving him to look over to Clara for an explanation. "She got a bit anxious a minute ago. I think she thought you had left and she started scratching her arms" Clara explained as the Doctor nodded. "I really wasn't long, sweetheart" he said looking over to Missy. "I know. I did what Clara said, though. I came to sit back down when she told me to I was just nervous." She trailed off, reaching out to the Doctor as Clara confirmed what she was saying "Missy waited really patiently, Doctor, it was just at the end that she got a little bit restless. I said that you'd be proud of her for waiting so well. We found a lovely purple dress that Kate brought over. It's exactly the same colour as Missy's old one" Clara said, trying to change the conversation. "Really" the Doctor said smiling at Missy "that's a bit of luck. Do you want to show me?" He asked , watching Missy shake her head. "It's in the same bag as the baby clothes. I don't want to look in there now" she said sheepishly, watching as the Doctor nodded. "Okay, that's fine. Maybe tomorrow. Now did you want a bath still?" The Doctor asked, hoping that she would as he thought it would help her relax a little before bed. "Yes please. Will you come with me though?" Missy asked fidgeting in her seat. "Yes, I'll come with you, absolutely. Let's go upstairs now" he said as he helped Missy up and they made their way towards the door. "I'm going to head up to bed, but before I go do you need me to do anything?" Clara asked the pair of Time Lords as they reached the door. The Doctor looked back at her, "would you be able to lay Missy's pyjamas out on our bed? Kate said there was a new pair in the bag" he responded thanking Clara as she nodded. "Won't that be nice, Missy? A nice new pair of pyjamas in fresh sheets after a lovely warm bath" The Doctor said quietly to Missy as he led her up the stairs. It was more a way of making conversation and keeping her relaxed than anything else; he could still feel her trembling under his touch. "Yes. It sounds nice" Missy whispered shakily in response. "Are you worried about something? I can feel you shaking" the Doctor commented as they stepped into the bathroom and helped her sit down on the edge of the bath. "Do I really not have to do anything?" She asked, tears welling up, "because I really don't want to have a bath if I have to take any drugs or do anything else. You're not tricking me, are you?" The Doctor shook his head, "I'm not tricking you. You won't have to do anything, I promise. I wish I could have stopped them, none of this should ever have happened to you" the Doctor said sadly as he brushed away the tears that had fallen down her cheek. "I really won't have to do anything?" She asked again, shirking away from his touch. "No, sweetheart, you won't have to do anything. This bath is for you. You can get nice and clean and it'll help you relax before bed" the Doctor said as he started running the bath. As the water started, Missy watched it fall into the tub and held her hand under it letting it warm her. The Doctor watched as she closed her eyes and let her face relax, he was pleased to see her seeming less anxious. "You did really well today, Missy. I am really proud of you. I wanted to thank you for starting to share some of the things that the faction did to you." The Doctor said as Missy opened her eyes and looked at him, pulling her arm away from the tap and hugging it to her chest. The rain outside had started to get heavier, lashing against the window with the wind whistling. Missy blinked several times, looked to the window and back to the Doctor. The weather outside was reminding her of Gallifrey in the winter, she didn't want to think of Gallifrey. Anything but Gallifrey. "What are you thinking?" The Doctor asked Missy, drawing her from her thoughts to her relief. "Nothing" she responded monotonously and the Doctor nodded, although he was unconvinced. "Okay. Now, why don't you start getting undressed? The bath is ready for you" he directed as he turned the taps off. Missy didn't respond, instead looking at a spot over his shoulder. "Come on love, let's get you undressed" the Doctor said as he lifted her top and vest off of her. "Okay, okay" Missy mumbled, resting her forehead on his shoulder as she let the Doctor strip her of her clothing. "Good girl, well done. Can you stand up so we can take off your tracksuit bottoms?" The Doctor asked gently as he eased her up and pulled off her trousers. Eventually, Missy was left in just her knickers and the Doctor wasn't sure if she was okay with him removing them. "Sweetheart, is it okay to take your knickers off for you?" He asked carefully, watching as Missy nodded. After removing the last of her clothing, the Doctor looked Missy up and down. "Oh, Missy" he sighed as he took in the assortment of bruises that scattered across the Time Lady's body. "Are these painful?" He asked, running a thumb across one of the angrier looking bruises on her hip bone and regretting it as she shivered underneath him. "No. I forgot about them" she responded dully as the Doctor helped her up and eased her into the bath. "Okay, tell me if you're in any pain. Is the bath the right temperature for you?" the Doctor checked, picking up a flannel from the edge and dipping it in the water. "Yes. It's nice and warm" Missy responded, sinking further into the water "thank you." "Good. I'm pleased. Do you mind me helping you wash, or do you want to do it yourself?" the Doctor asked as he began wringing the flannel, kneeling at the side of the bath. "Can you help me please?" Missy asked timidly, running her hand through the water. "Of course I can" the Doctor said as he dabbed lightly at Missy's skin, watching as she appeared to drift in and out of awareness. "Doctor" Missy said, breaking her silence for the first time on her own accord. "Yes, Missy" the Doctor responded as he filled a plastic cup with water, ready to wash her hair. Looking at her, her face was clouded in concentration. "I can feel the baby moving. It has been all evening" she said as she rested her right palm on her abdomen. The Doctor noted that she seemed relatively calm as she skimmed her fingertips over the water's surface. "Can you, sweetheart?" the Doctor said calmly, leaving Missy to lead the conversation. "Yes. It's normal isn't it?" She asked looking up at the Doctor for reassurance. "It is normal for you to feel the baby moving, yes" he reassured as he brushed his thumb across her forehead, feeling her lean into his touch and close her eyes letting out a whimper. "Are you okay?" The Doctor asked noting how subdued she was. "I'm really scared" she confessed as she opened her eyes, staring at the Doctor. "It's okay to be scared, but I'm going to look after you. Is there anything in particular you're scared of, Missy?" The Doctor asked, keen to know what was going on in her mind and watching her nod. "What is scaring you?" He pressed gently. "Rassilon. I'm scared of him coming back and being in my mind. It's like he's always here" she explained, tapping the side of her head. "Okay, but if you hear Rassilon's voice, you tell me and I will try and help you. Remember, it's just his voice, he can't hurt you. Is there anything else you're scared of?" The Doctor pressed, eager to keep her talking. "I'm scared of having the baby. When I had the others, the ones that died, it really hurt and I was on my own. I didn't really understand it and that's going to happen again isn't it?" Missy whispered, looking at the Doctor as though he could fix it all. "It will happen again, yes. But it will be very, very different this time. I'll be with you and you'll have some pain medication and we'll make you as comfortable as possible. You've still got quite a while before you need to worry about that though, sweetheart" the Doctor finished, watching Missy nod reluctantly. "Right, I'm going to wash your hair now. Is that okay?" the Doctor asked, lifting the cup to Missy's line of vision so as not to startle her. "Yes" Missy responded quietly, leading to the Doctor carefully pouring warm water over her hair. "There we go, we'll get all these knots out and get it nice and clean. This is the longest I've seen your hair in a long time. It's beautiful" he said watching Missy's vacant expression as he massaged in the shampoo and rinsed it out. "Can I go to bed after this?" Missy asked eventually, as the Doctor collected a towel. "Yes, we'll go to bed after we get your hair dry a little bit. Can't have you going to bed with wet hair. Come on now, up you get" the Doctor directed holding the towel up and wrapping it around Missy's frame, helping her to step out of the bath. "You're sleeping a lot at the moment, are you feeling very tired?" He asked idly, as they made their way to the bedroom. He knew that she had a tendency to sleep more when she felt low and didn't want her to fall into that habit. "I'm tired. I want it to go away" Missy said wistfully, as they reached the bedroom, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "You can sleep all night tonight and hopefully you'll feel a bit more awake tomorrow. What do you want to go away?" He asked, towel drying her hair and running a comb gently through her hair, finally securing a plait with a black band. "Everything. I want all of it to slip away" Missy trailed off, closing her eyes. "Okay, Missy, okay. Let's get you into your pyjamas and go to bed" the Doctor said, deciding to distract her from her line of thought. "Are you going to sleep with me?" Missy asked, slipping her top on as the Doctor helped her into her bottoms. "Yes, love, we'll both sleep here tonight. While we're staying here this is our room, as long as you're okay with that?" the Doctor said as he pulled back the covers "now come and lay down" he said, patting the mattress. Missy followed his instructions, laying down and looking up at the Doctor. "I want to stay with you. I need you" Missy said with a whimper, reaching up for the Doctor as he pulled away. "Okay, I'm just getting changed into my pyjamas and I'll be with you" the Doctor said as he changed his own clothes. Missy's clinginess was concerning him but he knew he couldn't be firm with her now. It wasn't fair on her right before bed, she'd never settle. As the Doctor returned to the bed, he noticed that Missy was crying softly, her tiny frame shaking under the duvet. "Hey, shh, shh. Missy, what's wrong?" The Doctor asked gently as he joined her under the covers, lifting his arm and letting her nestle under it. "I thought you were leaving me on my own for the night" Missy replied meekly "I was frightened of being on my own. They used to do that to me" she added, still trembling under the Doctor's arm. "Sweetheart, I didn't even leave the room. I just told you, we're sharing this room for as long as we're here. Now, who used to do what to you?" he asked running a hand through her hair and feeling her relax in his arms. "I don't know who they were. It was in the faction or on Gallifrey, I'm not really sure. I'm a bit confused about where I was and when, it's all foggy. I just know they used to leave me on my own in a cell. It was dark there and cold. I don't like the cold" Missy broke off with a yawn. The Doctor wondered whether her mind was playing tricks on her because of her tiredness but he didn't want to discourage her from talking. "Okay, Missy. Right now, you don't need to think about any of that. You can just have a nice rest with me and I'll be here all night. If you wake up and get scared, wake me up and we'll sit here together until you feel better. How does that sound?" The Doctor said, lifting his arm slightly as Missy turned to face him. "Yes, I'd like to rest here. It's okay to go to sleep, isn't it Doctor?" She asked looking up at him from under hooded eyes. "Yes, love, it's fine to go to sleep. Why don't you close your eyes now and try and sleep, hmm?" the Doctor cooed, tenderly stroking her cheek as though lulling her to sleep. "Yes, yes. I will, but Doctor, I don't like the silence. It's too noisy in my mind for silence" Missy said sleepily, starting to close her eyes but forcing them open at the last second. "Nighttimes are hard, I know Missy, but you look very tired and I think if you close your eyes you'll be asleep very quickly. Would you like me to tell you a story while you're trying to get to sleep?" The Doctor asked, knowing that she had settled a lot easier in the past while he was rambling away. When she felt better, she always joked that it was his boring stories that put her to sleep, but he knew deep down that she found it comforting. Missy nodded against his chest, "I just want to hear your voice please" she whispered, reaching up to him. "Okay, I'll tell you some stories, but you have to close your eyes for me." The Doctor said, taking her hand and kissing it lightly, Missy continued looking up at him unblinkingly. "Come on, sweetheart, close your eyes and I'll tell you some stories" the Doctor encouraged, noting her reluctance. Eventually, Missy relented and closed her eyes as she nestled closer to the Doctor's chest. "Good girl. Now, this story begins a very long time ago, on a planet completely underwater" the Doctor started, remembering how Missy had liked the documentary from earlier. "Were those fish there? The colourful ones" Missy mumbled, opening her eyes blearily and staring up at him "Yes, they were all there. Hundreds of colourful fish all different sizes, some were tiny, no bigger than my little finger and others were nearly the same size as the Titanic. Close your eyes, Missy" the Doctor soothed stroking her cheek softly, watching as her eyes flickered shut. The Doctor could tell she was close to falling asleep and continued with the story, though really it had no plot, it was more just a way of filling the silence. Eventually, the Doctor felt Missy's breathing even out as she fell into a light sleep and he thought he'd be okay to stop talking. "Doctor?" Missy mumbled, voice heavy with sleep, "I'm still here. I thought you were asleep, I bet you want me to finish the story?" He said, rubbing her back. "Mhmm. I was a bit asleep but I thought you were gone" Missy mumbled. "I'm still here. Now, we were talking about the fish, weren't we?" The Doctor stated, knowing that Missy wasn't really listening to what he was saying and carried on talking softly, this time only stopping once he was sure she was asleep. It was only a few minutes before Missy was asleep again and this time she stayed that way.
It was then that the Doctor realised he wasn't tired himself, having slept for nearly an hour earlier. Deciding to do something practical with his time, he got up and quietly unpacked the clothes Kate had given Missy. Then, he began working adapting an old baby monitor that he found at the bottom of the bag by adding a camera to it. This way, the Doctor hoped he'd be able to leave Missy alone to sleep but still keep an eye on her in case she had a funny turn. Turning the device over in his hand, the Doctor let a proud smile fall onto his lips. Glancing over at the bed, he noticed Missy was starting to stir. It had only been about an hour or so, he noted, walking over to the edge of the bed "hey you, what are you doing awake already? I thought you were tired" the Doctor said softly as he reached the head of the bed and saw Missy looking up at him with wide eyes. She still looked half asleep and the Doctor wondered if something had woken her up. "I am tired. I, I woke up. I need the toilet. That's why" Missy mumbled easing herself up and swinging her legs over the side of the bed, making her way to stand up. "Okay, let me help you" he said, noticing how disorientated she was. "Then you can go back to bed, hmm?" the Doctor said as he led her down the hallway and into the bathroom. Missy yawned, leaning into him. "Do you want me to wait outside?" The Doctor asked as he sat her down "no, just stay here please" he heard Missy whisper as he turned away. "Okay, just tell me when you're ready to go back" he said, continuing facing away from her. After a few minutes, the Doctor heard the toilet flush and tap start running. "I'm ready now. I want to go back to bed and sleep" she said looping her arm through the Doctor's. "Okay, back to bed then" he said as the pair returned to the bedroom. Nearly as soon as Missy laid back down, she was fast asleep again. The Doctor joined her on the bed, watching her toss and turn in her sleep. It was going to be a long night.