"Body frozen in a pond." The Doctor murmured thoughtfully as he soniced the frozen pond outside the Darkover house. He was back in his purple outfit, complete with top hat, but Teresa was most pleased when she glanced at his collar.

He read the readings on the sonic as he paced around the edge of the pond, murmuring: "The snow gets a good long look at a human being, like a full body scan. Everything they need to evolve."

The Doctor pocketed his sonic as he stopped beside Teresa once more, still staring down into the snow-covered ice as he finished thoughtfully: "'Pond'."

"Clever choice, Clara." Teresa commented and the Doctor glanced at her with a raised brow.

"What?" Teresa asked innocently, and the Doctor said with his brow still lifted: "You like her already."

"You jealous?" Teresa teased, and the Doctor rolled his eyes. He paused as they heard a sound behind them, and they turned to see Strax arrive behind them, the Sontaran carrying a large alien gun.

"Strax!" Teresa greeted delightedly while the Doctor demanded: "What are you doing here?"

"Good evening, Madame." Strax greeted Teresa, amusing her since he managed to at least get her gender correct, before he said to the Doctor: "Madame Vastra wondered if you were needing any grenades?"

Teresa giggled while the Doctor repeated skeptically: "Grenades?"

Strax blinked, his eyes shifting uncertainly, before he corrected: "She might have said 'help'."

He smiled toothily, proud to have remembered correctly as Teresa chuckled. The smile dropped, however, when the Doctor demanded: "Help for what?"

"Well," Strax pointed out in confusion, "your investigation."

"'Investigation'?" The Doctor repeated indignantly. "Who says I'm investigating? Do you think I'm going to start investigating just because my angel comes back to me?"

Teresa frowned at that, thinking, but the Doctor didn't notice as he pointed at Strax, scoffing: "Who do you think I am?"

The Doctor turned back to the pond while Teresa tried to think what the original line was supposed to be- because she was pretty sure it wasn't about 'his angel'- but snorted as Strax deadpanned: "Sherlock Holmes."

Teresa laughed while the Doctor turned back around, pointing his finger at Strax as he tried to think of a comeback to that. The Doctor stepped off the pond edge, getting right in Strax's face as he snapped: "Don't be clever, Strax, it doesn't suit you."

"Sorry, sir." Strax mumbled apologetically, but the Doctor continued sharply: "I'm the clever one, you're the potato one."

"Oi!" Teresa said as she smacked the Doctor over the head. "Rude!"

"Oh, you always take his side." The Doctor grumbled as he turned back to Teresa.

"I like Madame." Strax grinned, and Teresa laughed while the Doctor turned back to Strax, exclaiming: "She's mine!"

Teresa raised a brow while the Doctor ordered: "Now, go away, Strax."

"Yes, Mr. Holmes." Strax answered with a snigger, making Teresa chuckle while the Doctor yelled after the retreating Sontaran: "Oi! Shut up. You're not clever or funny and you've got tiny little legs! Ow!"

He winced as he rubbed his arm, while Teresa said firmly: "Being rude again."

"Being violent again." The Doctor returned.

"And since when did you own me?" Teresa went on teasingly, ignoring him. He blinked as though taken aback, while Teresa waited with raised brows and folded arms. The Doctor mouthed without making sounds, his mind racing to try and find an explanation, but he was saved from one as a light suddenly fell on the pair.

The two looked up in surprise to see the curtains being drawn back by the top floor windows to reveal a pretty brunette. Teresa beamed as she saw Clara peep out at them, while the Doctor silently thanked his lucky stars that Teresa was now sufficiently distracted.

Clara peered down curiously, her eyes flitting between the pair as she recognized one but not the other. Clara waved uncertainly, and Teresa waved back enthusiastically while the Doctor nodded. Clara seemed to gain some confidence when Teresa returned her greeting, and she gestured for them to come on up. Teresa lifted her hand, raising all five fingers in a sign for five minutes. Clara beamed while the Doctor looked at her in annoyance.

"What are you doing?" He asked as Clara disappeared behind the curtains, and Teresa answered easily: "Letting her know we'll be up in five minutes. Now, come on."

She grabbed his hand and began to lead him away when he jerked her back, spinning her around to face him. Teresa stumbled, caught off guard, but the Doctor caught her, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her upright as he stared into her eyes and demanded: "Why? Why do we need to do what she says?"

Teresa rolled her eyes and she pointed out: "You can't deny it forever."

"I'm not denying anything." The Doctor replied, and Teresa pointed out: "Come on, admit it."

She leaned up in his face as she challenged: "You're curious about the snow, and about her."

She nodded up to where Clara had disappeared, while the Doctor frowned.

"I'm not curious." He insisted, and Teresa raised a brow.

"No?" She asked, and he shot back: "No."

"Then walk away." Teresa challenged as she crossed her arms.

The Doctor blinked, taken aback, and Teresa repeated smugly: "Go on. Walk away right now and tell me you aren't intrigued by Clara or that you don't care to find out what the Intelligence will do with the woman frozen in the pond."

The Doctor hesitated, dithering as Teresa lifted her brows, waiting. She suppressed a triumphant smirk when the Doctor blew air up to his fringe irritably and in defeat. Teresa couldn't resist the grin from spreading across her face however as she grabbed his hand again and began to drag him back towards the house.

"You're lucky I lo-" He broke off abruptly, and Teresa looked back at him curiously.

"You what?" She asked, and he finished quickly: "Like a good mystery."

"Sure, you do." Teresa said as she rolled her eyes.

"Mr. Holmes." She added teasingly, making him roll his eyes as she giggled madly, but the Doctor grinned behind her back as they headed inside the mansion and towards the mysterious Clara.

Both missing as the ice in the pond cracked once.


The Doctor helped Teresa climb in through the window on the top floor, the blonde girl huffing as she pulled her dress through the small gap.

"I hate Victorian dresses. Did I mention?" She grumbled as she managed to tug it through the window at last, and the Doctor replied as they began to walk across the room: "Well, at least you look lovely in them. Did I mention?"

"Oi." Teresa said as she smacked the Doctor's shoulder playfully. "Don't you get clever with me."

"Oh, you love it really." The Doctor answered without thinking. Teresa stopped, staring at him in surprise while the Doctor also froze slightly, blinking as his words caught up to him.

"Er…" He began, when Teresa said thoughtfully: "You know, you're right."

He stared at her in surprise, and she grinned at him as she said: "I do like it when you're being clever. It's why I loved the show, really."

The Doctor sighed a little, almost disappointed, but they were interrupted by a childish yell of fright. Their heads shot up, and the pair exchanged looks, when suddenly a voice yelled from down the hallway: "Run!"

The Doctor grabbed Teresa, dragging her across the room and quickly hiding them behind a booth of sorts. They heard scuffling and then the door to the room slamming shut as a child's voice asked desperately: " What do we do?"

"Frannie," Clara's voice said urgently, "Frannie, imagine her melting."

Teresa and the Doctor exchanged looks, the Doctor's face filled with uncertainty as Frannie asked in a terrified voice: "What?"

"In your head." Clara ordered. "Melt her."

"I can't!" Frannie cried just as the ice governess's voice called: "I'm getting impatient!"

"Doctor." Teresa whispered urgently, and he glanced at her as they heard the door to the room slamming open.

"You have been very naughty!" The governess called in her stern, sharp voice as the children shrieked and Clara gasped, and Teresa looked around the booth she and the Doctor were hiding in desperately, pausing as she realized where they were.

"What about the man?" The little boy, Digby demanded frantically. "You said the man was here, the cloud man."

"Well, he's not, is he?" Clara snapped, and Teresa nudged the Doctor.

"Theta." She whispered, pointing to the puppets right beside him.

He glanced at it, an then back at her with wide eyes as Digby shrieked: "Where's the Doctor?"

A flash of determination crossed the Doctor's face at last and Teresa beamed as he grabbed the puppet while Clara shouted in desperation: "I don't know!"

"Doctor?" The Doctor asked in a funny little voice as he popped the puppet up through the puppet booth opening. "Doctor? Doctor who?"

Teresa smiled and he grinned back as he used the puppet to point his sonic at the Ice Governess, shattering the woman. Clara gasped as the ice rained down on her, before glancing back at the booth with wide-eyes as the Doctor popped up, saying smugly in his funny voice: "That's the way to do it!"

The children grinned from behind Clara as Teresa popped up beside him.

"Who are you?" Frannie asked curiously, and the Doctor introduced: "This is my angel, Terry."

"Terry who?" Digby asked, making Teresa start in surprise before giggling.

"Sorry," she apologized when she saw the children and Clara staring, "I've just never heard that before. I'm Terry Storm." She introduced.

"Clara-" Clara began as she shook Teresa's hand, and Teresa cut her off quickly, saying: "Oh, I know."

She didn't want Clara to finish her name, knowing the Doctor couldn't realize who Clara was until… later. Her heart sank when she thought about the end of this episode, but she didn't dare try to change anything, not when she had no idea herself why Clara was the 'Impossible Girl'.

Clara blinked but shrugged it off as the Doctor jumped out of the booth, moving to crouch before the broken ice. Teresa followed, glancing out the window to see it beginning to snow just as the Doctor soniced the ice.

"Where did she go?" Frannie asked in fear. "Will she come back?"

"No, don't worry." The Doctor answered as he switched off his sonic and turned to the group. "She's currently draining through your carpet. New setting. Anti-freeze. And you're very welcome, by the way." He added as he looked at Clara

"I'm very grateful." Clara answered. "I knew you'd come."

"No, you didn't," the Doctor said, suddenly sharp, "because I don't."

Teresa sighed as Clara frowned while the Doctor walked away from her, striding over to Teresa as he snapped: "Because this isn't the sort of thing I do any more. Next time you're in trouble, don't expect me to-"

He cut off abruptly as he caught sight of himself in the mirror that Teresa had strategically placed herself in front of. He stared, his gaze flitting between his reflection and Teresa, and the blonde girl smiled at him kindly.

"What is it?" Frannie asked in alarm as the group hurried over to the Doctor, and Clara asked concernedly: "What's wrong?"

"Sorry, it's just…" The Doctor muttered distractedly as he looked between Teresa and his reflection again.

"Didn't know I'd put it on." He murmured as he lifted a hand hesitantly to his bowtie before lowering it again. He glanced at Teresa forlornly again, and she gently nudged him as she nodded at the crooked tie. He slowly reached up, straightening the bowtie.

"Old habits…" The Doctor muttered, and Teresa shook her head as she reached up and smoothed the bowtie for him.

"There." She said as she looked him in the eye. "It's perfect."

His eyes were thoughtful as he stared at her, when Clara said suddenly: "It's cooler."

Teresa's head snapped over while the Doctor's eyes moved to his reflection and he said thoughtfully: "Yeah, it is, isn't it?"

A smile appeared on his face while Teresa and Clara glanced off to the side as the Doctor said smugly: "It is very cool. Bow ties are cool."

"Doctor." Teresa said quietly, and he glanced at her, his smile dropping at her expression while Clara murmured confusedly: "No, the room. The room's getting colder."

The Doctor whipped his head around to look at what Teresa was staring at, just in time to see as something began to grow underneath the carpet where the Ice Governess had melted mere minutes ago.

"She's coming back!" Digby cried and the Doctor whipped out his sonic, standing in front of Teresa protectively as Clara shielded the children.

"What's she going to do?" Frannie asked in a terrified voice. "Is she going to punish me?"

"Er," the Doctor muttered as he tried to sonic the bulge that was growing beneath the carpet, "er," Teresa tugged him back towards the others as nothing happened.

"She's learnt not to melt." He muttered before he dashed back to the children, saying comfortingly: "Of course, she's not really a governess, she's just a beast. She's going to eat you."

Okay, not comforting. Teresa smacked him as Clara stared at first him and then the bulge in disbelief, and the Doctor rubbed his arm as he said flatly: "Run."

He reached out to grab Teresa but she placed Frannie's hand in the Doctor's and he didn't bother to argue, just grabbing the boy's hand with his other as he pulled the children with him out of the room. Teresa grabbed Clara's hand, tugging the woman with her as they all ran out of room and down the corridor.

The Doctor pushed the two children ahead, and they ran down the stairs as he waited for Teresa. He grabbed her hand and the three raced after the children towards the stairs just as a stern voice called from below: "Children, what is the expla-"

Teresa rounded the corner to the top of the stairs with the Doctor and Clara, spotting a dark-haired gentleman at the foot of the steps just as he spotted them.

"Who the devil are you?" The man demanded as he spotted the Doctor and Teresa. "What are you doing in my house?"

"It's okay." The Doctor reassured as they all paused on their way down the steps. "Terry's your governess' female friend, and I'm her gentleman companion, and we just popped in for a visit!"

The man stared as a bell started ringing, when suddenly a voice cried: "Captain Latimer."

A maid came running up, saying urgently: "In the garden, there's snowmen! And they're just growing," she dashed down the hallway to the front door, "out of nowhere, all by themselves. Look!"

She pulled open the door to reveal…

"Good evening." Madame Vastra said calmly as she stood on the doorstep in a hooded cloak, with Jenny beside her. "I'm a Lizard Woman from the Dawn of Time, and this is my wife."

Jenny flashed a smile as Teresa sighed and the maid screamed in pure terror. She turned to run back towards Latimer and the others, when Strax strode in from the back door, saying firmly as he held up his gun: "This dwelling is under attack."

He paused right before the maid, and added in his attempt to be reassuring: "Remain calm, human scum."

The maid screamed again, before it all became too much for her and she fainted on the spot.

"Oh!" Teresa gasped, and she and the Doctor hurried down to check on the poor woman as Clara checked on the children.

Captain Latimer appeared to be stunned, frozen in place, when the Doctor stood up, placing a hand on the other man's shoulder as he asked blithely: "So, any questions?"

Latimer turned his head to stare at the Doctor, then Teresa as the blonde girl stood up beside the Doctor, and then finally at Clara as he croaked out: "You have a… gentleman… companion?"

Clara gave him a look of complete disbelief, Teresa raised a brow and snorted, and the Doctor gave up on the man on the spot as he hurried passed, calling: "Vastra, what's happening?"

He ran to look out a window, checking the situation outside as Vastra reported: "The snow is highly localised, and on this occasion not naturally occurring."

The rest of the Paternoster gang joined her as she tossed aside her cloak, and Teresa hurried over as well as Jenny added: "It's coming out of that cab parked by the gates."

The Doctor turned to them, his lips pursed in thought when Strax suggested: "Sir, one pulver grenade would blow these snowmen to smithereens."

Teresa wrinkled her nose while the Doctor strode up to Strax, saying in an exasperated voice: "They're made of snow, Strax." He pinched Strax's ear, hard. "They're already smithereens."

He lifted his eyes to look at Clara as he added: "See, Clara? Our friends again."

He then walked over to Teresa, wrapping an arm around her as Latimer asked in confusion: "Clara? Who's Clara?"

Clara opened her mouth, lifting her finger as she tried to make up some excuse, when the Doctor cut in impatiently: "Your current governess is in reality a former barmaid called Clara."

Latimer turned to stare at Clara again, the woman frozen with a finger lifted in the air as she gave a sheepish smile.

"That's the way to do it!" A voice suddenly cried from upstairs.

They all glanced up in alarm while the Doctor continued in a flat tone: "Meanwhile your previous governess is now a living ice sculpture impersonating Mr. Punch."

Latimer's eyes had widened in shock as the Ice Governess appeared at the top of the stairs, and he shakily reached out to grab his children as the Doctor finished: "Jenny," he turned to the woman, "what have you got?"

Jenny lifted a small, glowing ball, tossing it over all their heads and at the Ice Governess. It activated right before the Ice Governess, creating a forcefield that kept the Governess from advancing any further. The furious Ice creature began to growl, hitting and scratching at the forcefield but making no progress.

"That should hold it." Jenny informed them, and Strax called from behind: "Sir, this room."

They all turned to see him standing by a study room door, and Strax reported: "One observational window on the line of attack and one defendable entrance."

"Right," the Doctor ordered as the Ice Governess continued to snarl angrily, "everyone in there. Now. Move it. You," he pointed at Latimer, "carry her."

He pointed at the maid, and everyone began to move quickly, doing as he said while the Doctor himself turned to point his sonic at the Ice Governess intently. Teresa helped Latimer carry the main inside the study as Vastra commented to the Doctor: "Nice to see you off your cloud and engaging again."

"I'm not engaging again, I'm under attack." The Doctor retorted, but Vastra said slyly: "You missed this, didn't you? Running around with your angel."

The Doctor whirled on the Silurian, pointing his sonic at her. She just met his gaze evenly, and soon the Doctor couldn't fight it anymore. A smile crept onto his face, even as he muttered: "Shut up."

Vastra smirked, and the pair hurried into the study after the others at last. Latimer was taking a strong glass of rum while Clara comforted the children in one corner of the room. Teresa was standing between Jenny and Strax by the window, turning as the Doctor strode into the room, calling: "Strax, how long have we got?"

"They're not going to attack." Strax answered as the Doctor walked over to Teresa. "They made no attempt to conceal their arrival."

The Doctor raised a brow, hiding a smile as he exchange looks with Teresa and Strax continued firmly: "An attack force would never abandon surprise so easily, and they're clearly in a defence formation."

"Way, aye, aye." The Doctor said gleefully as he moved to stand before the Sontaran, pumping his fists happily. "Well done, Straxie." He grabbed Strax's head, giving him a friendly noogie. "Still got it, buddy."

The Doctor then kissed the Sontaran on the top of his bald head, before making a face as he looked over at Teresa. She laughed as he stuck his tongue out in disgust, making him pout as he walked back to her while Strax complained, although he was somewhat pleased: "Sir, please do not noogie me during combat prep."

"So there's something here they want." Vastra deduced, and Clara chimed in: "The ice woman."

"Exactly." The Doctor answered as he wrapped his arm around Teresa's waist, making her glance down at his hand in surprise while Jenny asked in confusion: "Why's she so important?"

"Because she's a perfect duplication of human DNA in ice crystal form." The Doctor answered darkly. "The ultimate fusion of snow and humanity. To live here, the snow needs to evolve and she's the blueprint."

He let go of Teresa as he began to pace, explaining: "She's what they need to become. When the snow melted last night, did the pond?" He asked Clara.

"No." She answered immediately, her gaze sharp as she looked directly at the Doctor.

Teresa hid a smile as she saw a look pass fleetingly across the Doctor's face, one that said he liked the new almost-companion. He quickly schooled his features back into a grim expression as he continued: "Living ice that will never melt. If the snow gets hold of that creature on the stairs, it will learn to make more of them. It will build an army of ice."

Everyone's eyes had widened as the Doctor stopped right in the middle of the room.

"And it will be the last day of humanity on this planet." He finished quietly and dramatically.

There was a beat of silence, and then the doorbell rang. The Doctor's face became, if possible, even darker and he murmured to the group sternly: "Stay here."

The Doctor turned and walked out of the room, Teresa lifting a brow and looking at Clara. The short brunette woman had watched the Doctor leave, before she quickly turned and followed him out. Teresa grinned, wishing she could've been there to see what happened next in person. It was a hilarious scene and one of her favourite Doctor Who moments. She fidgeted, trying to hold out before she couldn't stand it any more.

Teresa strode quickly across the room, the others glancing at her, startled by the movement- although the Paternoster gang didn't seem surprised- and she quietly opened the door just in time to see the Doctor pull away from Clara's kiss.

'Dang, I missed it.' Teresa sighed to herself, but was startled out of her thoughts as the Doctor demanded furiously: "What was that for?"

"You shouldn't have baited me." Clara countered, when the Doctor spotted Teresa behind Clara.

"Terry." He almost growled, and she lifted a brow questioningly as Clara also glanced back at the other girl in surprise.

"Yes?" Teresa asked in confusion, and the Doctor snapped: "Did you know Clara was going to kiss me?"

"Of course I did." Teresa answered as she rolled her eyes. "I know everything remember?"

Her heart panged as her words made her remember Clara was going to die in the next hour. The brave woman, and Teresa couldn't even save her. Not this time, not when-

She was broken from her thoughts as the Doctor pushed Clara aside, getting right in Teresa's face as he growled: "You knew and you didn't say anything?"

Teresa gave him a blank look.

"Spoilers." She deadpanned. "There, now I warned you."

"Too late." The Doctor snapped.

"Doctor, why do you care?" Teresa demanded. "It's not like Clara's the first person you've kissed. Sorry, Clara." She added to the other woman over the Doctor's shoulder. "And actually, I don't think she's the last either, although I can't remember off the top of me head-"

"She wouldn't be the last." The Doctor snapped, and Teresa gave him a look.

"How would you know?" She asked and he snarled: "Because I'm married!"

"Oh!" Teresa gasped, and her face fell. The Doctor suddenly blinked, his eyes widening and he suddenly looked a little uncomfortable.

"Uh-" He began, when Teresa spoke over him, apologizing profusely.

"Doctor, I'm sorry!" She cried. "I forgot, oh Lord, I only remembered that I found this scene really funny, I forgot you're already married to River. It's just, you didn't seem to mind kissing Clara in the show, but I forget not everything's the same, and you don't really seem like the kind to cheat on your wife- or at least, you know, when you're married because you care and not like that time when you married Marilyn Monroe-"

"Terry." He interrupted at last, a look on his face that looked torn between amusement and frustration. She stopped, watching him warily and he sighed.

"Nevermind." He said at last. "Just… just know that I am very happy with my marriage and don't ever want to kiss anyone outside of my wife again."

"Uh… okay." Teresa said slowly, sounding unsure. While she was certain he loved River very much by this point, she was certain that in the show, he wasn't so loyal to the marriage that he stopped kissing people. In fact, she now remembered he kissed Jenny later on in his timeline. While it was out of relief rather than romantic feelings - and he received a well-deserved slap in the face for it – it clearly showed he had no resentment to kissing people outside of River.

Unless of course, said woman was around to see him. But then, River would probably be the one flirting to a third party, not the Doctor, so it was a moot point. And all of this didn't even take into account the fact that River would die and disappear from some point on in his future as well. Would he choose to never find love again, living alone for the next thousand years as well? Somehow that seemed… sad, rather than romantic.

She was broken from her thoughts as the Doctor added: "No offense, Clara."

"None taken." Clara replied. "Why didn't you just tell me you were married? It would've saved a lot of explanation."

"No, it really wouldn't." The Doctor muttered before he turned away. He ran for the front door, Teresa following while Clara paused. Clara glanced after Teresa curiously, wondering what the blonde girl had meant about the Doctor being married to this person called 'River'. She had been so sure… but maybe not?