"It wasn't locked.", pointed out Clara.
"Ahhh..Right." Eleven said sheepishly.
"You?," exclaimed Thirteen, startling Clara.
"W..what?", stammered Clara.
"It's you! Can't be you..can it? Has to be, but shouldn't be, should it? Can't be you, but yet you are. Possibly, well obviously." Thirteen waved her hands vaguely in Clara's direction as she continued on. "I know you..how do I know you, should know how I know that I know that I know you, but how?", rambled Thirteen to herself. Suddenly she pointed a finger at Clara, startling her more. "Wait..wait..wait wait wait! You're voice..That was you? In the vortex!"
"Y..yeah.", said Clara, utterly bewildered.
"He called you Clara? You're Clara? Clara..Clara..Clara..", Thirteen idly snapped her fingers as if counting off the thoughts swirling within her head. "Oswald..Oswald..Oswald? How do I know that name?"
"It..it's my name," said Clara, looking to her Doctor for reassurance while Thirteen continued on.
"What? Of course it is..Knew an Oswald once, naughty boy! You're not him, or a boy but.I know I know you! Rather I have known you..have always known you, somehow." Suddenly Thirteen's eyes lit up excitedly as she murmured, "My Impossible Girl.."
Clara gasped, eyes widening as this strange woman she just met murmured a name only The Doctor had ever used to describe her.
Thirteen grasped Clara's hands, staring into her eyes as she said softy, "You're my Impossible Girl..my Clara! I..I remember now. I remember you! How could I have ever forgotten! Oooooohhhhh rrrriiigght..uh sorry about that, by the way..soooooo rude of me." Releasing Clara's hands, Thirteen stepped back. Her hands raised, fingers twirling erratically as if trying to catch up her thoughts. "It's all coming back to me now..I think it is, not quite sure, but seems like it is though..possibly..ooohhhhhh! You're my girlfriend, aren't you? Or rather, his girlfriend.." Thirteen pointed at Eleven over her shoulder.
Eleven suddenly leapt forward awkwardly, slapping his hand over Thirteen's mouth. While Thirteen kept trying to talk around the hand over her mouth, Eleven stammered, 'I..I have no idea what she is talking about. Anyway..Oi!" Eleven snatched his hand away from Thirteen's mouth, shaking it vigorously while glaring at her. "You licked my hand!"
"Taste like sweaty chicken, bleh!", murmured Thirteen, 'Rude much! Rude and awkward. Rawkward! There ya go, rawkward..very rakward! Ha..lol! Post it, Swipe left!"
"Doctor, What's going on?", asked a confused Clara.
"Sorry, just him being rawkward.." replied Thirteen.
"Will you stop!", exclaimed Eleven.
Thirteen placed a finger to Eleven's lips, as she addressed Clara. "Right, here's the sitch...like that word, sitch. Means situation, but sounds pepier, don't you think? Anyway, where was I? Aaaaahh yes, well we've.." Thirteen indicates herself and her fellow incarnations. " have all been drawn from our own points along our timestream and plucked down here in England 1562. A nice year, not a great one but nice. Bit of a table wine of a year, really. Either way, its all soooo totally crah-zay! Mean four of us..here..together..and now you..a damsel distressed or is that a damsel in a dress? Nice dress..bit short but nice..he likes it!" Eleven once more sputtered in indignant embarrassment as Thirteen carried on. "What? It's nice..you like? Honestly, so defensive. Very tense..try yoga. Cut out caffeine maybe..aaaaannnndd I'm rambling again, aren't I?"
"Yes..a little bit, yeah." said Clara, edging closer to her Doctor. "Wait who are you?"
"Oh? Haven't you guessed yet? I'm the Doctor!" Thirteen threw her arms as if to say ta da. "Or rather, a Doctor, a future one i guess you could say, if you wanna be very nit picky..please don't be.."
"You're..." Clara points at her Doctor, "but you can't be, can she?", asked Clara. Now totally confused.
'Afraid so..", said Ten.
"Nice suit" Clara remarked, looking at Ten.
"Thanks," said Ten, nonchalantly.
"Wait! She's you!" Clara inquired, pointing now at the Thirteenth Doctor. "And she forgot me!"
"What?! Hey..wait I apologized! Wasn't like I did it intentionally..wasn't like oh well she's gone, onto the next or anything. Wait..hold on! I..I remember..It was my fault, kinda sorta. No, wait..it was yours!..ooohhh that was rude, was it rude? Sounds rude..bit on the rude side..ohhh sorry..oohhh spoilers. Rude and spoily! I am soooo naughty today! Right, okay ignore that last bit.. :notices everyone else staring at her in varying degrees of confusion: Sorry..sorry! Right, rambling again, was I? Happens when excited, and trust you me..bursting with excitement! Then again should be used to it, I wager..traveling with that one.." :nodded her head toward Eleven:
"Oi?!" exclaimed Eleven indignantly.
"Sssshhh! Private convo...a wee bit of hush please. Girl talk!" Thirteen gave Eleven a brief glare, before returning her attention to Clara, who was presently trying hard not to burst into giggles over the expression on her Doctor's face. "Wait..girl talk? Oooooohhhh like that! Never had girl talk before!" Shaking herself from her monologue Thirteen focused fully on Clara. "A-a-a-anyway! Where were we? Ooooooohhhhhh right! Apologies! Yeah, sorry for the whole you know…forgety thing. Better now..promise..well sorta..kinda..in roundabout kindasortamaybeiffy way!" Catching her breath, Thirteen continued, giving Clara a big hug and then air kisses to eother side of her face. "Soooooo..FYI..Hhhhhiiiiiiiii! Wonderful to see you again! Feels like ages..has been ages..or rather will have been ages.."
'Rambling again, Doctor...", said Clara. Even though, it was strange to be talking to a female Doctor. Somehow, it felt just the same as talking to her Doctor. Both so exuberant, excitable.
"What? Was I? Sorry..still abit giddy! Memories flooding back..quite exhilarating really!" This new lady Doctor seemed to be practically vibrating with excitement. She was nearly bouncing on her feet, like an excited child.
"Pardon me," interrupted the War Doctor. "There is still a question left unanswered.."
"Why was the door unlocked?", asked Ten.
"Seriously?" said Clara. "Four of you in one cell. Four Doctors in one little room—-and none of you thought to try the door? Not one of you, not even a little bit?"
"Oh that..", said Thirteen nonchalantly, pointing at the door. "That? Yeah knew 'bout that."
"What?", exclaimed the other Doctors in uniform indignation.
"I knew," replied Thirteen casually. "You didn't know? Thought was obvious really.."
"Why didn't you say anything then?", demanded Ten.
"Secrets secrets everywhere but not a one to tell.." murmured Thirteen.
"Are you even capable of answering questions without rambling?," inquired the War Doctor sternly.
Thirteen let out a heavy sigh, before replying. 'Bit judgy today now aren't we?" Sooo grumpy, you are."
Clara stepped forward, finding herself playing mediator between the Doctor's various selves. A rather surreal experience. "Doctor, how did you know the door was unlocked?
"Oh, there wasn't a click.."
"Wasn't a what?", asked Ten exasperated by his future self's antics.
"Click you know," Thirteen mimed locking a door, making a clicking sound as she did so. "The click..no key turny click. Big old door like this, big nasty lock like that..should have been a pretty loud click when they put us here. But no click..strange really.."
"Young woman, if you knew it was unlocked, then why did you not inform us of that fact?", demanded their War incarnation.
"For one thing: Thought you all knew, and were just biding time..Secondly, isn't it obvious? There's still a mystery here..Lots of Whos, Whys, and Hows…Why are we all here, when it should have been an impossiblity, especially for Captain Grumps over here.." The War Doctor grew visibly indignant and looked to protest, when Thirteen pressed on hurriedly. "Who is behind it all, and How did they do it? Don't know about you, but I for one want to find out whose the man behind the curtain." stated Thirteen.
"Because," cane a clear, high voice, "I was fascinated to see what you would do upon escaping." They all turned toward the door, where a whirl of gold could be seen just beyond it and a flame-haired woman stepped into the room.
Clara stared as this could only be one person.
"Oh, hello Calamari. Is it gloating time already?"
"Calamari?", asked Clara, her eyes still on Elizabeth while Ten glared at Thirteen.
"Hmmm?", asked Thirteen innocently. "Oh, well she's a Zygon, all suckers..Calamari!"
Clara found herself fighting the urge to giggle at Thirteen's innocent sassiness. She was beginning to think that this future Doctor was more incorrigible than her Doctor.
"You are quite impertinent." declared Elizabeth.
"Ooohhhhh good word usage!", exclaimed Thirteen excitedly, a bright, eager smile lighting up her face. "Love that one…"
Turning away from Thirteen, Elizabeth focused on Ten. "You seem to be remarkably disciplined on going anywhere," Elizabeth said as she raked everyone with an imperial glance. "Such timidity. One recalls a better class of prisoners." She skewered Ten now with a look. "What you say you, my betrothed?"
Eleven made a face, murmuring, "Bit harsh"
Thirteen nodded, crossing her arms sulkily. "Rude much..alot of rudieness going round today.."
Ten flashed his future selves an exasperated glance before returning his attention to Elizabeth. "WWweeellll..wht can I say? I do have standards," he said. "I generally prefer escaping from locked rooms. Oh, and by the way, you can stop calling me "my betrothed" as I proposed to Queen Elizabeth, not a Zygon in a fancy dress."
She stepped closer to him, examining his face intently. "I understand you have a fondness for this world," she said at last. "It's time , I think, for you to see what is about to happen to it." With that, she spun on her heels and swept out regally through the door.
As their little band followed Elizabeth out of the cell, Thirteen linked her arm with hers. Thirteen seemed to be so eager and excited, she was almost skipping. As Clara found herself joining her, she realized that there was something infectious about this Doctor's personality. As they made their way further into the Tower, Clara could swear she heard the Doctor's future female self humming softly to herself "We're Off To See The Wizard"!