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Chapter 25

The Doctor fell back into the pillows, panting as he pulled Clara on top of his chest. She smiled against his skin and let her hand wander over it.

"You don't have to show off anymore, you've already got me," she smiled sweetly at him.

He frowned at her. "That wasn't showing off," he protested.

"It was a little," she said before her features took on a more serious expression, "I should probably call Nina and apologize for yesterday."

He sighed. The Doctor couldn't help but feel a tiny bit relieved that it hadn't worked out according to plan. At least it had given him and Clara a chance to talk and set things straight. "Probably, yes," he agreed and suddenly started to laugh, "If it makes her feel better, tell her she's a good kisser."

Clara pinched him in the stomach for that comment and he uttered a small ow but luckily she was smiling at him. "No more of that, Mister," she warned him teasingly, "You're mine now."

"And you," the Doctor bent down to kiss her, "Are mine. Somehow I think I got the better deal."

Clara giggled as she struggled into a sitting position next to him. "Alright, time to get up. I'm starving," she said, "And you should definitely tell Amy about the most recent development. I have this feeling she's going to throw us a party."

The Doctor got hold of her hand and pulled her back down for another kiss. "Are you happy?" he asked her after a moment.

"Very," she replied, smiling, "You?"

"Ecstatic," the Doctor grinned and kissed her once more before both of them finally managed to crawl out of bed.

Clara slipped into her bathrobe while the Doctor only put on his jeans and together they headed downstairs to have breakfast when suddenly he was greeted with a nasty surprise in the shape of an old acquaintance waiting for them at the kitchen table.

"Hello," the man greeted them with a sultry tone and winked in Clara's direction over his coffee mug.

"Hello," Clara replied and when the Doctor looked at her he noticed to his horror that she was grinning broadly at the more than unwelcome guest, "And who are you?"

The man stood up and offered Clara his hand to shake.

"Don't," the Doctor growled at him.

"What? I'm only saying hello!"

"Exactly!"

Clara giggled and turned to look at the Doctor. "He's really only saying hello."

"I'm Jack Harkness," he said with a disgustingly large smile and the Doctor had to refrain from groaning in annoyance when he kissed the back of Clara's hand as greeting.

"I'm Clara," she giggled.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Clara," Jack said sincerely. The Doctor rolled his eyes. Why did that man have to flirt with every living being on this planet?

"What are you doing here?" he asked sharply.

Jack shrugged. "I was travelling, and then I remembered I hadn't seen you guys in a while. Martha offered that I could sleep on the sofa."

"For how long? Ow," he Doctor was suddenly interrupted when Clara nudged him in the ribs.

"Doctor, you're being rude," she whispered and quickly cleared her throat, turning her attention back to Jack, smiling.

Jack grinned back at the two of them. "So, Doctor, were you just making the sex noises on your own or did this gorgeous woman actually take pity on you?" He asked but not without checking Clara out from head to toe.

"Wait, you heard that?!" she asked in surprise.

"Clara is my girlfriend," the Doctor announced proudly and straightened his shoulders.

Now it was Jack's turn to look really surprised. "Girlfriend? I thought you didn't do relationships? When has that changed?"

"Yesterday," Clara giggled and reached out to hold the Doctor's hand.

"Actually," he paused, "We've been together for about four months."

Clara turned around to face him. "Yeah but we didn't agree it was a committed relationship until yesterday."

"Doesn't mean the whole world needs to know that," the Doctor hissed through gritted teeth.

Suddenly Clara grabbed his arm and pulled him into the living room, away from the kitchen and from Jack Harkness. When she stopped next to the sofa the Doctor noticed that she seemed a little angry.

"Doctor, please correct me if I'm wrong but – are you jealous?"

"Pfff," he snorted.

"Seriously, cause you act like it and you have no reason to be," Clara said angrily, knitting her eyebrows at him.

"You don't know Jack Harkness. Jack flirts with everyone and he's pretty damn good at it. He's so good at it you don't even realize he's flirting."

She started to laugh. "So you are jealous."

Before the Doctor could protest the front door opened and Amy, Rory and Melody stepped inside the corridor.

"Uncle Jack!" Melody shouted immediately and darted straight past them into the kitchen. When the Doctor glanced around the corner he saw Jack twirling the little girl around.

"See," he pointed towards the kitchen, "It's even working on Melody. I'm usually the first person she says hello to. Ungrateful little brat."

Clara placed a small peck on his cheek and smiled. "You're an idiot, Doctor."

He trailed after her when Clara decided to join the rest of them in the kitchen. Even Martha had now emerged from the bathroom and the Doctor watched grumpily as they all hugged and cuddled each other.

"You should have warned us you were coming, we'd have prepared a guest bed or something," Rory said accusingly, "Are you staying for longer?"

"No," the Doctor replied for him but no one seemed to pay him any attention at all.

"Ah, the couch will do. I'm not picky and it's only for a few weeks," Jack replied, "Besides, I take it the Doctor's new girlfriend is currently occupying the former guest bedroom."

Amy turned around to look at both him and Clara, judging their reaction with widened eyes. "Girlfriend?!"

Clara grinned at her. "Yeah, recent development."

"Whohooooo!" Amy exclaimed excitedly, "That needs to be celebrated. That and the return of Jack! Tonight, everyone, barbecue and a big fire and Doctor, you need to bring your guitar."

"If there's a party I'm in," Jack confirmed.

Suddenly the Doctor felt Clara's hand wrap around his waist as she snuggled up to his side, giggling softly. "See, I told you she's gonna throw us a party."

Still a little grumpy about Jack's appearance the Doctor reluctantly placed his arm around Clara. That man could try for as long as he liked, he would never get his hands on Clara.