Clara woke up. She didn't know for how long she had been asleep, but she immediately realised where she was and what had happened a few hours before. She was alone in bed -in Amy's bed-, naked and with a strange feeling of utter happiness filling her. She turned to lay on her back and smiled, looking at the galaxy on the ceiling as she toyed with a brown lock; remembering what had kept her and Amy so busy.

She decided to go looking for her missing Time Lady, so she put on her underwear and a sweater that she found on a chair. It smelled like Amy and the TARDIS, and she felt butterflies in her stomach just by thinking of her.

When she got to the kitchen, she realised she was a bit hungry. She prepared herself some hot chocolate and stole a cookie from a jar. She kept peering into the different rooms, but Amy was nowhere to be seen. Finally, she found the library, where the ginger was seating on a sofa in front of the fireplace, deep into her thoughts.

Clara opened the heavy wooden door completely to walk in, and this alerted Amy of her presence.

"Hey there", Amy said as Clara walked over to her.

"Hey. Mind if I sit?" She didn't wait for Amy's answer and sat on her lap. She took one hand off her mug and placed it on her cheek, kissing her. Amy's hands went to her waist to keep her balanced.

When they broke the kiss, Clara looked down at her, a loving look in her eyes.

"What're you thinking about?", she asked, her thumb caressing Amy's face.

"You", she answered with a smile. "And how they would react at home".

It was the first time Amy had ever mentioned her planet, and Clara just had to know more. Her curious nature always got the best of her.

"Why? How would they?"

"They would probably force me to leave the planet forever". She saw Clara's worried look and laughed. "But don't worry, they can't do that. They've already had." Clara looked pretty confused, so Amy explained, knowing she didn't have any reasons to hide her story from her. "I come from a planet called Gallifrey, which is at a very far away galaxy -the one painted at the ceiling in my room. Some time before I met you, the other Time Lords decided I couldn't have my own TARDIS because I was assigned as a soldier in Gallifrey, so I had to stay home. I disagreed, so I stole a TARDIS and ran away to see the universe. After a while they caught me and sent me to prison, but my TARDIS refused to work with any other Time Lords. Always so loyal, the old girl. In the end, they decided they preferred to keep the TARDIS alive and me away from them than to kill us both and let me out, but I could never return".

Clara had been listening to her story with all her attention, her eyes looking like a puppy's. She looked sad as she obviously felt sorry for the Time Lady's fate. She kept quiet for a couple of minutes, taking in the story.

"What's your name?", she said finally, and Amy gave her a puzzled look. "Your real name". It was something she had been wondering since the day they had met, and she felt like it was the right time to ask.

"Amelia is an approximate translation of my name. In your language, my name means sunflower". She made a pause, considering all the questions Clara was surely thinking of asking. "Maybe I should give you some basic information about me." Clara nodded and she continued. "Time Lords don't age. We have this...process we use to stop our bodies from dying. We change. If I get seriously injured or something, I regenerate into a different body. It's still me, but with a different face."

Clara was very quiet. She was a bit frightened by the "Time Lords don't age" thing. She would grow old and die like a human, and Amy would have to carry on with her life, without her. "So you'll see me get older and die and you'll still look like this?"

"If I'm lucky enough to keep you around", Amy said with a wink. Clara wasn't convinced by her words, so she tried again. "I told you, Clara. I can't spend the rest of my life with you, and I can't carry your children and I can't go back to Gallifrey, but I don't care. I'm keeping you close for as long as we may have." She kissed her, and Clara slowly gave in to her silent plea to forget about it.

They broke the kiss and Clara looked into her eyes, the ghost of a smile on her lips. "C'mon, let me see those dimples", Amy said, nuzzling Clara's nose with hers, and the brunette chuckled. "That's better". She got up from the sofa, lifting Clara slightly and then placing her on the floor again. "C'mon, I want to show you something."

The Time Lady took her companion's hand and led her through the corridors back to the console room. She stood in front of the screen before looking at her. "I've been running some simulations and I've come up with an idea for you to meet your dad. You can't actually talk to him, but you'll get a closer look. What d'you say? Wanna try?"

Clara just stared at her for a couple of minutes. Amy was offering her the chance to know more about her dad, and she couldn't turn that down, but she was scared of what she could find. What if her mum never realised the truth? What if he wasn't a good man at all?…Those were risks she would have to take.

She kissed the ginger on her cheek quickly. "What d'you need?"

"According to the TARDIS, the safest moment in time to find him is when he met your mother. Any chance you know when and where that was?"

Clara smiled, remembering the story her mum had told her one night before tucking her in.

"So what's going on, exactly?" It felt odd for Amy to be the one asking that question.

"We're at Maine Road, Manchester; July 16th, 1986. We're about to witness a concert by one of the best bands in history. And here, today, my mum meets my dad." Clara took Amy's hand, moving them to a side. "D'you have any ideas on how we can find her?"

"I'm surprised you have to ask that. Give me your hand." Clara offered Amy her hand, and the Time Lady pressed something that looked like a pen against her skin. The tip shone with a blue light, and Amy removed it.

"What is that?", Clara asked while Amy looked at it as if it were telling her something.

"It's a tracking device fed on genetic material. It'll look for people whose DNA has a high level of similarity to yours." She pointed it at the crowd passing by until it made a beeping sound. "It's found her. Let's go."

Clara walked behind Amy, following her to one of the gates. Coming from the opposite direction she saw a young version of her mother, and she had to stop walking before she passed out. It was like seeing a ghost; her eyes with that same twinkle Clara had known; her smile as childish and full of life as it had always been, even while she was sick.

Amy noticed Clara wasn't following her anymore, so she turned and walked back to her. "What's the matter?"

"That's her. The girl coming from the other side of the gate, the one in jeans and leather jacket that looks like she's completely lost."

Amy immediately saw the young woman intently looking at her ticket, trying to figure out which one was her entrance. She looked a lot like Clara, and not just physically. Right when she was going to answer Clara, a young man dressed in rather strange clothes walked past them, and her companion's eyes followed him with all her attention. He was doing the same thing Clara's mum was doing, and he bumped into her.

"Oh, I'm sorry!", they both said, almost in unison. He didn't look at her at first, but reached down to pick up her fallen ticket.

"I think this is our entrance...", he started to say, but stopped when he looked up and saw the girl in front of him for the first time. "Hello", he said, causing Ellie to blush.

They said something else Clara couldn't catch and walked in together. Amy took Clara's hand. "You okay?", she asked, seeing how pale she was. Clara nodded. "Let's go".

Once they were inside, they found a spot from where they could watch Clara's parents. "You never said, what are we going to see?", the Time Lady asked.

"Oh, sorry. I don't know how much you know about human culture, but I'm guessing you've heard of Queen". Amy shook her head, and Clara raised her eyebrows. "Nothing? Ever? Not even Freddie Mercury?" The ginger gave her an apologetic look, and Clara sighted. "I have a lot of teaching to do", she said to herself.

The concert began, and Clara started to lose sight of her parents because of the crowd. She decided to enjoy the concert and keep an eye on them. She could focus on her dad completely when the concert was over.

She didn't remember how long it had been since she had last heard those songs, but I felt like a really long time. They brought lots of memories about her mum and the first years of her life; she even had to stop herself from crying at some.

But one song made her think about the subject she had discussed with Amy just a few hours before, and she couldn't stop the tears.

Somewhere in her mind she was still thinking about Amy. She loved her, she wanted to spend her life travelling with her, but she also wanted her to be happy. It was too late to take back her feelings, but she would definitely hurt Amy if something happened to her. She was a Time Lady and could regenerate and heal, but she was so fragile and ephemeral...She felt selfish because even then she didn't want Amy to stop loving her.

On stage, Freddie Mercury sang the first lines of One Year Of Love.

Just one year of love

Is better than a lifetime alone

Amy took Clara's hand, her thoughts going to the same conversation.

I'm lonely but you can save me

The Time Lady looked down at her companion, searching for her eyes, but she looked down.

There's so much left unspoken

She looked at her parents. They were holding hands like so many other couples in the crowd. Some were kissing; others just held each other tight.

And no one ever told me that love would hurt so much

Amy placed a finger beneath Clara's chin and asked her to look up without saying a word, being careful not to apply too much pressure.

It's always a rainy day without you

Clara looked at her with eyes full of tears, some already falling down her face.

I'm a prisoner of love inside you,

I'm falling apart all around you

She stood on her tiptoes and kissed her deeply, putting all her feelings into that one kiss. She showed Amy all her love, and felt Amy's love in return, along with her clear message: she didn't care about time; she cared about that moment, that precise moment when they were together.

And all I can do is surrender

Once the concert was over, they waited for Clara's parents to exit the stadium, but instead Clara's dad said something to her mother and they walked towards the stage, against the crowd.

"Well, that is strange", Amy said when she saw them.

They walked behind them, keeping some distance so they wouldn't notice. Clara's dad took a something that looked like a metallic box from his pocket, and he pointed it towards the stage like Amy had done with the tracking device.

They went backstage and he apparently found what he was looking for. It was a small green glowing ball, which he picked up. Amy and Clara hid behind some amplifiers.

"What is that?", Ellie asked, and Amy noticed that look in her eyes that was just like Clara's whenever she showed her something new.

"It's an egg! An alien egg, from outer space. And it's very far from home, aren't you?" Ellie looked at him not like he was mad, but like she couldn't quite believe him. He stared at her, reading her reaction. "Anyway, got to get it back to the TARDIS before it opens and lets wandering around Earth a very upset giant crocodile that wants its mummy."

The man walked back, passing the Time Lady and her companion without noticing them. Ellie ran behind him.

"What do you mean alien? What's a TARDIS?" Blimey, she was confused...

"Alien, as in 'not-from-this-world alien'. The TARDIS is my ship. Well, spaceship slash time machine". Ellie looked at him like he was telling her Albert Einstein had been an olympic archer. "I'm the Keeper. I'm a Time Lord, I'm 800 years old and I travel through Time and Space."

Clara and Ellie spoke at the same time.

"Oh my stars."

A/N: *head pops in from behind a wall* please don't kill me! *runs away*

I only wanted to say a couple of things about that Queen reference. As I said, the song is One Year Of Love, by Queen, which is part of their album A Kind Of Magic, which is also the soundtrack for the movie Highlander. Their Magic Tour did stop by Manchester on July 16th 1986. The tracklist for the tour didn't include this song, but it is in the album and I thought it would be nice to pretend they performed it. Hope you liked it!

Oh, and by the way, in case you missed it, CLARA'S DAD IS A TIME LORD