A/N: Chapter two! Tell me in the reviews what you think and your guesses for the mystery of Clara! More clues here, hope they move your inner Sherlocks

A few adventures after, Clara felt like she was very familiar with the way things worked. She had become a time-and-space traveller, and she liked to think she was pretty good at it: the running, the chasing, the investigating and the danger. It was scary, but it was also very exciting, and she didn't ever want to stop. She was learning so much about the universe, about how amazing and how cruel it could be. And she had Amy to teach her all sorts of things and to show her the secrets of the universe. She loved travelling with her, even though she wouldn't tell her much about herself.

Truthfully, she had fallen in love with the Time Lady. She knew it was a silly idea that would only hurt her, as nothing could ever happen, but she pushed it aside knowing that she would lose more by giving up the travelling just because Amy wouldn't love her back.

She was in the mood for a fun, quiet night alone with Amy, so she asked her to take her somewhere they could be completely ignored. Amy, who seemed to like the idea, set the coordinates the TARDIS suggested.

"Why don't you go to the wardrobe and see what the TARDIS picked for you?", Amy suggested as she finished sending them off, winking at her raised eyebrow.

After a joyful Clara left the console room, the Time Lady headed below deck to pick some appropriate clothes for the time and place they were going. Usually she wore whatever she felt like wearing, but Clara didn't want to call so much for attention, so she picked a black dress from that period. She didn't do anything with her hair, though; she liked it the way it was, slightly wavy and a bit messy. She could feel the TARDIS in her mind, reading her thoughts. Her brain was pretty occupied by Clara and her strange ability to get into her mind. In appearance she was a completely normal girl, but there had to be something about her; she couldn't just get inside her brain so easily by being a normal girl. Her TARDIS had an idea of why it could be happening, but she refused to believe it.

"For the last time, I am not in love with her". She said it out loud, but in a hushed voice for fear of Clara hearing her. "Yes, she's brave, and funny and clever, always exactly what I need and generally perfect for me in every way, but there's something about her...I don't know what it is but it's there. Like a feeling on the back of my head, something I'm missing..."

"Amy? You down there?" Clara's voice came from the console room, so she rushed back up.

She wasn't prepared for what she found when she saw Clara standing next to the console, looking shy and impossibly cute in her red polka dot dress. Her hair was arranged in a 1940s fashion, her lips were a bright red, and Amy was struggling to keep herself under control. It was something that shouldn't happen to a Time Lord, to be affected by someone of a species so primitive as a human...What was she?

"Wow, Clara..." She could barely speak, and for a second Clara took it as a bad sign.

"What? Is it too much? I wasn't sure about the hair..." She looked down, rubbing her arm slightly.

"You look beautiful", Amy said before she could stop herself. Clara smiled, not looking at Amy because she knew she had blushed. She took a second to recover from the unexpected compliment.

"So, why this outfit? Where and when are we going?"

Amy smiled running around the console. "Brilliant question! Apparently, we're visiting a county fair in the early 1940s United States. Perfect place for cotton candy and caramel apples. Plus is wartime, so it'll be pretty much like in those movies you like." The Time Lady had noticed Clara's taste for movies set in that period. She hadn't explained where that had come from, but she knew she enjoyed them more than any other movies. "So!" she said rushing to the doors. "Shall we?" She waited for Clara to nod and opened them, revealing a beautiful summer night in a small town in the United States. They could see carnival games everywhere and a lot of people laughing and playing. The smell of fresh popcorn filled the air and the lights gave the scene a romantic ambiance. There was a big wheel at the back shining in colourful lights.

"Amy, this is perfect!" Clara said as she took in the scene. "Thank you." She stood on her tiptoes and kissed Amy's cheek. The ginger took her companion's hand, pulling her outside.

"C'mon. Let's get some food."

After a night of laughter and games -and Clara forcing herself not to kiss the Time Lady- they were sitting quietly at the big wheel. Amy had won a teddy bear, which she had obviously given to Clara. The brunette was the first to speak.

"Thanks, Amy. I had a great time." She stared at the lights below, not looking at Amy.

"I had fun too." She wanted to know more about Clara, and she couldn't stop herself from asking. "Clara?" The young girl turned to look at her. "Why do you like this time so much?"

"I used to watch wartime movies with my mum. I still do, just not with her." She looked sad and all Amy wanted was to help her.

"What happened to her?"

"She was sick, and she died. That's what happens to us humans, I guess." She gave her a sad smile, but continued. "She said the movies reminded her of my dad, although she never told me why."

"You don't know who your dad is?" Amy was very surprised; she had assumed Clara had had a relatively normal life before meeting her.

"Oh, I do know. I just never met him." Amy silently asked her to elaborate. "He left when I was still a baby. My mum kept saying he loved both of us very much but he had to go. She never explained what that meant." She wiped a tear out of her face.

Amy placed an arm around Clara, hugging her, and the brunette rested her head on Amy's chest. "I'm sorry, Clara, I shouldn't have asked."

"No, it's okay. I want you to know me." That made Amy a bit self conscious about not telling much of her past to her. She wanted to, but in the right time.

They walked back to the TARDIS, laughing and playing with the teddy bear, now named Rory.

Before changing and going to bed, Clara went to the console to say goodnight. She sat on the edge of the railing, waiting for Amy to come up.

The Time Lady was discussing some really important matters with her ship. Unfortunately for Amy, the TARDIS wouldn't take a no for an answer, and she insisted on Amy's love for her companion. She tried to deny it, but in the back of her head -along with the strange feeling- she knew she was lying.

When she heard Clara sitting on the floor, she went up to meet her. She stood at the ramp, a position she had found Clara liked, as they were for once at the same high.

She saw there was something troubling Clara, so she asked if she was okay.

"Yea, is just...I keep thinking that maybe I'm the reason why my dad never came back. Maybe he did loved my mum but didn't love me." She looked down at her hands on her lap. Her nails were doing that thing Amy had noticed they did when she was nervous or worried.

"Clara, stop." Amy took her hands in hers before using a finger to pull up her chin and force her to look at her. "That's impossible. He must have loved you. And if he didn't then he was the most idiotic human in the universe, and that is saying something. You're beautiful, and funny and brave...you're always exactly what I need. You're brilliant, Clara, and I won't let anyone -not even you- say something different."

Clara couldn't take it anymore and kissed her, hard, not waisting time with the sweet part of the kiss. She didn't care if Amy rejected her, she only wanted to kiss her at least once and she would live happy for the rest of her life. She was surprised to see that not only Amy didn't push her away but also took control of the kiss and deepened it, pulling her closer.

When they had to break the kiss so Clara could breathe, Amy finished going up the ramp and stood behind her, lifting her to her feet. She twirled Clara around in her arms and kissed her again. It was shorter, but not less heated.

"I don't know why this is happening, but I'm never going to leave you. I know I can't spend the rest of my life with you, but I want to pretend we have forever." Amy looked down at Clara, their foreheads pressed together.

"I don't ever want to lose you." She looked up at the Time Lady. "I love you", she said before kissing her again.

They stumbled across the corridors of the TARDIS, finally making it to Amy's bedroom. It was a room Clara had never seen before, with a dark red tone at the walls and the image of a very real-looking galaxy at the ceiling, shining in golden and red lights.

All previous sweetness forgotten, Clara pushed Amy to the bed and crawled on top of her, lowering her lips to kiss her neck and collarbone. Amy sat up with Clara sitting on her lap. Her slender fingers went for the buttons at the front of Clara's dress and started unbuttoning them, finally pushing the top of her dress off her shoulders and kissing the newly exposed skin.

Clara took care of the zipper at the back of Amy's dress and pulled the whole thing over her head. She pushed the Time Lady back to the bed and did the same with hers before going back to kiss her. Amy pushed her back for a second; it was really important that she heard something first. The brunette let out a frustrated sight, before putting some distance between her lips and Amy's.

"Clara, listen, I need you to know that you might...feel something while we're doing this."

"Something like what?" She stole another kiss from her, and Amy had to push her away again.

"Something like me. Sometimes, under very specific circumstances, a Time Lord brain can form a connexion with another organism. It's not something I can control, and it might be a bit overwhelming at first; I just don't want you to get scared."

Clara had that look that showed off her confidence. "I could never be scared of you." She went back to kissing the ginger, and finished undressing her before she started feeling what she had just described.

Truthfully, she couldn't find a way to express how Amy's presence in her mind felt. She didn't feel scared or overwhelmed, she felt a closeness to her that couldn't be matched by any other feeling; she could feel Amy everywhere in her. It was more than just sex; it was like knowing Amy would never abandon her and would never let her down; she would always be there for her and she would take care of her and love her more than anyone else in the entire universe.

As they made love, Amy felt something that she shouldn't have felt. It was absolutely impossible for that to be happening, and yet it was there. She felt the exact moment when Clara got into her mind; without even noticing, the human girl had managed to make herself present in the Time Lady's brain. It was the same thing Clara was feeling, except that it wasn't normal for this to happen.

Their connection was mixed with the feelings of the physical contact, and Amy couldn't really concentrate on her confusion, as she was too busy enjoying Clara.

Clara was asleep in Amy's bare chest, oblivious to the fact that the Time Lady watched her as she slept, a question repeating itself a million times in her mind.

Who are you, Clara?