Chapter 4
Nardole stopped what he was doing and turned on his heels to face her.
"What did you said?"
"I'm pregnant."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
Missy swallowed hard as they faced each other. Nardole could see that she was frightened.
"But how? You were locked inside that vault and the only person you saw besides me and Bill was..." He stopped talking when he realized it. If she was pregnant the father could only be one person. "You did that on purpose!"
"What?" Missy's voice rose sharply, and she stood up with the agility of a cat. Her eyes narrowed dangerously and she watched Nardole with a murderous intensity.
"You fooled the Doctor! It's all one of your evil's plans! You thought that if you were pregnant with his child the Doctor would let you go or at least would take you out of that vault because his a decent men and wouldn't let the woman who's caring his baby locked up alone.
How dare he say those words to her? Missy in a mixture of pure hatred and disbelief just staring at him, clenching her fists tightly. Under other circumstances, in other times, Nardole would already be rolling through the floor headless before he even finished his speech of pure outrage. Certainly he would have been made in parts and then burned until there was nothing left but a stain of dry oil on the floor and ashes.
But Missy had changed, and she understood that when she realized that despite her willingness to kill him right there, she had just a mere wish. She had found the fine line between imagining doing something and actually doing it.
"How dare you say this to me? Do you think I couldn't leave that shitty vault by myself?" Shaking with anger from head to toe, Missy stared at him with eyes full of tears of hatred. "You know nothing!"
She left the shed slamming the hard wooden door behind her in a swirl of skirts.
At that moment she believed that no matter what she did or how many times she had shown that she had changed, distrust would always follow her around. As long as she lived with people from her past, they would always judge her for what she had once been and not for what she had become.
Confused, she walked to the trees and sat behind one of the trunks, hiding from everyone's sight. There she burst into tears, putting out her anger, fear and confusion. She also cried for longing.
If the Doctor were there, he would certainly know what to do and what to say. He would know it was not an evil plan to try to escape. How the hell could Nardole think that? She had not even found balance for herself, how to bring a new life into the world to be responsible for?
The hardness in Nardole's words hurt her and she cried more. Poor child for having her as a mother. This was a punishment the baby did not deserve, and it was a mistake she had made before, hundreds of years ago when she was still a relatively good person. She didn't know how to be a good mother than, how she was supposed to be a good one now?
She did not feel worthy of the unconditional love of a child or the joy of becoming a mother, not after all the atrocities she had made, atrocities she was just beginning to understand. For her there should be no witness, no hope, no reward.
'Come back my dear doctor, I need you.' She thought at her inconsolable despair, knowing that wherever he might be he was certainly still unconscious or recovering from his regeneration.
When her tears finally ran out, she stood there, hugging her own knees as she tried to absorb the idea that she would soon become a mother again. All she wanted was to be nestled in her favorite chair in the vault.
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"I'm sorry, Missy. Shouldn't had said those things to you."
"Yeah, you shouldn't, but you did."
"And I'm sorry."
A few days had passed since the discussion and it was the first time she came to the shed to work on the engine again. Missy had spent the last few days helping with minor tasks inside the main house and had watched the children, the way Harzan had looked after them and she came to the conclusion that it would be impossible to be even comparable to that woman.
The rhythmic 'tundum' of the baby's hearts became more audible every time she felt ancious. The poor child had not even been born and even half unconscious tried to send signals to her that all was well.
So Missy tried not to try to think about the child. First she had to deal with the situation of pregnancy and motherhood.
As much as she tried to avoid the Doctor was recurrent in her thoughts and after long hours analyzing the situation she had understood how that happened.
"You see..." Nardole began to say interrupting her work, visibly embarrassed by his previous attitude. "These past few months Bill and I noticed how the Doctor was falling for you. He was having a major crush and I must say we were worried about it. That's why I said those things."
"So protective of your master, isn't you? It's been centuries since he started have a crush on me, that's nothing new about it." There was a bit of provocation in Missy's words. "This was more than just a crush, he was hoping the time for us to stand together had finally arrived and that made him idiotically happy. Sadly things didn't go the way we thought it would be"
"Were you planning to have a baby?" He asked shocked and Missy rolled her eyes.
"Of course not, Egghead. We wanted to travel together, explore the universe, see where that would lead us. The baby wasn't planned at all."
"I would rather appreciate if you didn't call me that. So you two have been… you know."
"Aren't you a shameless curious creature?" Missy smiled mischievously. "We have been having sex for the past century of so, that wasn't how I got pregnant. I had put a lot of thinking on it. If I would get pregnant due sex we would have had a bunch of time babies by now, so wasn't like that."
"That's too much info, Missy." Nardole sounded squeaky, trying to get the image that formed in his electronic brain. All that time thinking that the Doctor was a fool losing his time with all those therapy sessions while the two were actually fucking relentlessly.
"You asked for it. Anyway" She said singing a bit just to annoy him. "It happened at the hospital roof. He hold my hand and that was the first time I felt the artron energy he was accumulating. I knew that single moment something was wrong, well it was obvious he was going to die soon, but that wasn't just that. His energy carries his DNA, he is a male, the moment it came in contact with my body, a female body, and got mixed with my DNA it created the pregnancy. That's how I ended up with a bun on the oven."
Despite the joking tone, Missy was worried and that was obvious to her companion. Nardole knew that it would not be easy for her to have a child and he worried about their safety. After all, what would you tell the Doctor if anything happened to Missy or their baby when he finally arrived? Preparations should be made, quickly.
AN: Thanks for your kind reviews, follows and favs.
Icanpolitelymurderyou – LOL Baby time is on the oven!
– I did lol But I must say in my own defense that I was already getting Missy pregnant. Have you read the original doctor's question "So you don't travel with family?" I think twelve needs a bond and what's better than have a bond with a cute baby? LOL
Zerousy – Oh no, not the Master! Can you imagine their baby? It would destroy the universe.
