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"We're here! Nina, would you like to come in for a cup of tea?" The Doctor asked as he exited the TARDIS.
She shook her head quickly as she made her way to her apartment building. "I'm fine, actually. This is all just… too crazy for me to deal with right now. It was nice seeing you again, Clara."
The Doctor frowned down at Clara as Nina shut the door to her building. "Was it not nice for her to see me again?" He pouted.
"Well, under the circumstances… not really." She said, making her way up to their flat.
He followed her, still pouting, until they reached the flat and Clara made her way to the bedroom. "Where are you going?" He asked as he watched her walking away.
"Where do you think? I'm absolutely knackered. I need sleep." She said, slamming the bedroom door behind her.
The Doctor jumped as his chin very nearly got hit by the door. He pondered if he had somehow done something to offend her. He knocked on the door lightly. "Clara? Are you okay?" He called.
"Sleeping!" She yelled back. He jumped back again before heading to the kitchen.
ooooOOOoooo
Clara waited until she was sure the Doctor was gone before she walked into the bathroom adjoined to her and the Doctor's room. She turned on the sink and ran her hands under the water. She sighed as the heat in her hands was momentarily masked by the cold water running from the tap. "Oh, I'll have to tell Dad." She mumbled to herself, shaking her head. She cupped her hands, letting the water make a small puddle in her small palms. She brought her hands up to her face, letting the cold water flow down her face.
As she looked at herself in the mirror she realized she really was knackered. She sighed and turned to the shower. She turned it on, preparing to have a cold shower. She went back into the room and walked up to the drawers, pulling out a light top and shorts. She went back into the bathroom and shut the door, lazily taking off her clothes. As she stepped into the cold shower she smiled and shut her eyes, letting the water freely run down her body.
OOOOoooOOOO
Half an hour later the Doctor knocked on their bedroom door, calling for Clara. "Clara! I know you're not sleeping! I can hear the shower running! Are you mad at me?!" When he didn't get a response he ran a hand through his hair before deciding to open the door. He walked in to see an empty bed. He walked towards the bathroom door and knocked on it. "Clara?!" He called, not wanting to walk in on her taking a bath.
"What do you want?! Can't you tell I'm taking a shower?!" She yelled back angrily.
"I wanted to make sure you're not mad at me!"
"Well, I'm mad at you know for disrupting my shower!"
"Just keep showering! I'll go back to fix the toaster! No worries! Sorry for bothering you!"
"Wait! What did you do to the toaster?!"
He looked around nervously before saying, "I might've broken it whilst trying to make it… toast faster!"
He heard the shower turn off and some angry mumbling. He quickly ran to hide behind the bed. He lifted his head up when he heard the bathroom door opening. She had a towel wrapped around her and her hair flowed wetly down her shoulders. He swallowed as she looked at him. "Oh, for god's sake, come out here." He nodded and stood up, walking towards her. "We need to tell my dad." She said, averting her gaze.
The Doctor frowned in confusion as he asked, "That I broke the toaster?"
She glared at him and said, "No! That I'm part Time Lady."
"Oh!" The Doctor said excitedly. He smiled and said, "Of course we do! He'll be ecstatic!" He reached for her hand and gripped it tight. She winced and pulled away. He frowned down at her. "What's wrong?" He asked.
She turned away and started looking for her clothes. She let the towel dropped to her feet as she started putting on her underwear.
The Doctor gasped and used a hand to cover his eyes. "Clara, you could warn me about these things!" He said before blindly making his way to the door.
"Don't be such a prude." She said as she pulled on a dress. She found a pair of matching heels and put them on. The Doctor was still waving his arm around, trying to find the door. "I'm fully clothed now." She said. He moved his fingers apart to see if she was telling the truth, and when he saw her standing in front of him, completely clothed, he moved his hand away and nodded. "Come on, might as well get this over with." She said as she made her way to exit the flat.
Before following her, the Doctor ran back into the bathroom and grabbed a hair brush. He quickly caught up and handed it to her. She nodded her thanks, running the brush through her wet hair.
They soon made it to the TARDIS and the Doctor set the coordinates for Clara's father's house. "We have arrived!" He said as the TARDIS materialized.
"Okay, let's just approach this slowly." She said, setting down the brush as she was satisfied with her hair. The Doctor nodded and they exited the TARDIS.
Clara knocked on the door and her father answered. "Hello, Clara. Hello, that guy that proposed to her the first day ever ever met me."
Clara took a deep breath before saying, "Um, Dad. There's something we need to tell you."
"Oh no, great. Just wonderful. You've gone and gotten her pregnant! Good job! The second time I ever see you and it's to tell me you've gotten my daughter pregnant!" He glared at the Doctor. "You ever heard of protection?! 'Cus it's a thing!" He turned to his daughter. "I can't believe it, Clara! You said you didn't want children until you were older! And now you go and get shagged by this bloke you've only just met!"
"I'm going to stop you right there, Mr. Oswald." The Doctor exclaimed, looking very unhappy. "I do not like the way you just immediately presume that your daughter is pregnant, which is nothing close to what we actually have to tell you. And I dislike the way you see pregnancy as a burden rather than a miracle, which is what it truly is. What if Clara had wanted to have a child, but you shamed her with your words? Also, Clara is far from a child herself, and I wouldn't think that she would need your permission to decide to have a child of her own. Clara and I have hardly 'just met'. Finally, although it is none of your business, we have indeed slept together, and we have used protection. I would appreciate it if you refrained from making such ridiculous presumptions." He straightened his bow tie as he finished.
Clara smirked up at him, and he smiled back. Clara's father's face was red with both anger and embarrassment. "You… and you… how dare…"
Clara stifled her laughter at her father's stuttering. "Dad, can we just say what we came to say?" She asked, pushing past him and making her way to the living room.
The Doctor followed close behind, making sure not to be in punching distance of her father. "Well, what is it then?" Clara's dad asked.
"Well, um, I'm kind of… not really… I'm part…"
"Clara's part Time Lady." The Doctor finished for her.
"Part what?"
"You see, I'm a Time Lord, and now Clara's part Time Lady."
"What, is that some kind of cult or something?"
"No, and I'll try not to take offense from that. I come from Gallifrey, in the Kasterborous constellation, and I'm a Time Lord. Clara jumped into my time lord a while ago, and because she spent a long while in the time vortex she became part Time Lady. This is a rather momentous occasion, Mr. Oswald."
"I don't understand a word you're saying. And call me Dave. I don't like being called Mr. Oswald."
The Doctor sighed and began explaining everything to Dave.
When he finished Dave stared from Clara to the Doctor suspiciously. "You're mad. I don't want you anywhere near my daughter. Get out of my house right now!" Dave stood up, looming over the Doctor.
"No, Dad, he's telling the truth!" Clara said, standing up in between the Doctor and her father.
Dave looked down at his daughter before sitting down again. "So, you're saying you're over a thousand years old?" The Doctor nodded. "And you two… you're together?" The Doctor nodded again. "Clara, can I have a word with you alone?" He stood up and walked into the kitchen.
Clara followed him and said, "Look, I know the Doctor sounds absolutely mad, but it's all true."
"Then what the hell have you gotten yourself into?! Getting engaged to someone who's a thousand years older than you?! That man… or alien, or whatever is a huge pervert!"
"I know how it looks dad, but it's just… it's all complicated."
"Yes, it is, and you have no business being mixed up in this mess!"
"Dad, it's just… the Doctor is…" She sighed. "Do you want the whole truth?" Her father nodded. "Okay. Well, the Doctor showed up on my doorstep one day completely unexpected. That day he saved the world, he saves the world every day, but that day he saved the world with me. He offered to take me traveling, you know that it's always been my dream to go traveling, and I told him to wait. I was smart; I didn't just go running off straight away. When I did agree to go he took me to go see wonderful sights, not only across the world but across the universe! He was just mad and handsome and just brilliant. I fell hard and fast for him. Just like you always described how you fell in love with mum. He seems old, and he's been through a lot, but he just needs someone. He desperately needs someone because, well… if he was alone, I don't know what would happen, and it wouldn't be good." She looked up at her dad. "I love him, Dad. I really do. We've been through a lot together, and now we're facing another hurdle. We're just going to jump over it though, and things are going to get better. They always do. Trust me."
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