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Chapter 29

"So, where do we meet the agent?" Clara asked without real interest as Danny drove them through a rather quiet part of London not too far from the university. He was looking forward to this, Clara could tell.

"She will meet us at the first house, which is right here," he said and stopped the car in front of a white, clean looking house. It was boring, Clara could already tell from the outside, but she just had to make it through this afternoon.

Yet as soon as she stepped out of the car and the door in front of them opened, Clara realized that there would be one more obstacle to overcome.

"You must be Mr Pink and his fiancé," Missy's said cheerfully as Danny climbed up the stairs. Clara only reluctantly followed him. Of course. Missy was a real estate agent, the Doctor had told her repeatedly. And yet Clara would never have guessed that she was the one Danny had hired. He probably didn't remember that short moment they had met at the cinema and if Clara hadn't recently walked into Missy again, or the other way around, she probably wouldn't have recognized her either, at least not immediately.

"Well, come inside and have a look," Missy told them and while Clara slowly followed Danny into the house, she became increasingly aware of just how Missy was looking at her. That hint of a sneer on her face told Clara everything she needed to know.

"It's pretty," Danny commented once they were inside the corridor and overlooking the kitchen and living room.

Clara merely shrugged.

"As you can see the house is more than big enough for two people," Missy smiled broadly at them, "Or three if there's going to be a little one on the way soon."

"There isn't," Clara immediately blurted out and to her surprise, Danny started to laugh next to her.

"Don't be so harsh, Clara," he said and tried to place his arm around her shoulder, but Clara took a step back, looking straight at him.

"I'm not harsh, I'm just honest."

"However, if you're looking for something to accommodate more than one child, I think the next house we're going to look at would be more suitable," Missy said, smiling falsely.

"There's no need to think about children," Clara told her sternly, "That isn't gonna happen anytime soon."

Suddenly she felt Danny's hand on her wrist and he pulled her back towards him. His voice dropped to a whisper. "Clara, I know we've never talked about children before, but if we're gonna buy a house, we should make sure there's room just in case. I mean, do you want to move again in case we have children?"

"I don't wanna talk about children. I don't wanna think about children," Clara replied, not even bothering to lower her voice. She felt irritated by the subject and she wasn't going to have that discussion in front of Missy.

"Maybe we should have a look at the next house. Clearly this one isn't what you have imagined," Missy suggested and Clara thought she looked pleased with herself for some reason. She shouldn't. She wasn't going to make a sale today.

"You can skip the bigger one," Clara said determinedly and maybe she only said it to spite Danny. She wasn't sure. "Children aren't in our near future."

Clara climbed into the passenger seat and Danny started the car, following Missy around the neighbourhood and not saying a single word for a long moment. Clara could feel that he was mad, but she didn't care. This whole thing had been his idea and he had known what she thought about it from the beginning. Just when Clara was beginning to think that maybe Missy had mentioned having children on purpose because she knew exactly what was going on, she became aware of the direction in which they were headed.

"Isn't that the way back to the university?" she asked just to be sure.

"Yeah," Danny replied, "I said we were looking for something close to work."

Clara sank deeper into her seat, praying that she was wrong, praying that Missy would take them some place else, but when the car came to a halt in front of a very familiar house, Clara knew that she was out of luck. And she also knew that Missy was doing this very much on purpose.

"This house is probably the best I have to offer you at the moment," she explained as she led them inside, "Enough space for two people, it's bright and close to the university. That is where you work, isn't it, Miss Oswald?"

Missy winked at her, but Clara didn't even feel like answering. As soon as she stepped inside she was instantly reminded of her evening with the Doctor. In fact, she was standing in the exact spot where he had suddenly swept her up and carried her into the bedroom. If only the Doctor was here with her right now.

"And right down the street is a truly lovely venue that can be rented for a wedding ceremony," Missy beamed at them.

"That sounds great, doesn't it, Clara?" Danny asked excitedly, letting his gaze wander around the rooms. "I like this house. It has a nice vibe."

Clara simply glared at Missy and she wanted so much to ask why she was doing this, why she was trying to torture her further, when Missy suddenly turned towards Danny.

"Mr Pink, why don't you go upstairs and have a look out of the window? The view from the second bedroom is fantastic," she said, "I think your fiancé needs a little more convincing."

Danny laughed. "Alright, but just so you know, if you manage to convince Clara, you'll get an invite to the wedding."

Once Danny's footsteps could no longer be heard, Clara stepped forward until she was eye to eye with Missy. "Why are you doing this?" she hissed, "You know exactly what happened between me and the Doctor in this house. And he's probably told you about every problem I have with Danny, so why are you bringing it up?"

"The Doctor is leaving," Missy said sharply.

"What?" Clara frowned at her. "Why would he do that?"

"He thinks you've chosen to be with Danny and he doesn't want to stick around and watch you get married and have children. He's packing his office as we speak," she explained calmly.

"No, he wouldn't do that. He wouldn't just leave without telling me," she argued.

Missy simply shrugged and then it hit her. The Doctor would do that. He absolutely would. In fact, he had already done that once before.

"Oh my God," Clara uttered, her heart sinking into her boots when she came to the horrible realisation that Missy was right, "He can't. He can't leave me!"

"Well, if you hurry up, you might still catch him in time," Missy told her and made a small shooing gesture with her hands.

Clara didn't even hesitate for a second. She simply grabbed her purse and ran.