Okay, so I've decided to update early because I just love this plot so much!
I will update my other fics I promise! But, I just wanted this story to breathe properly so I'm adding another chapter. Again, all of these characters are NOT original. They are all from Matt Smith's T.V., movie, and theater roles so I might not get these characters right on the spot but if you've seen some of his work you might recognize some of the characters.
This chapter is actually shorter than the last because Matt's character dies in the beginning of the movie. For those who haven't seen it, don't worry he comes back! Anyway, enjoy!
Womb/Clone: July 15, 2010
They had stopped to refuel the TARDIS in a field somewhere in Germany. They had been in a random wilderness for hours, Clara bored out of her mind. The Doctor had just picked her up from the Maitlands and was piloting them through the time vortex when they started to jerk around raggedly. The Doctor realized that his ship needed to refuel, she was dangerously empty. He landed them in the nearest possible place, a field in Germany. Clara was leaning against the TARDIS while the Doctor was trying to fix a broken pipe that had gotten damaged in the rough landing. She was so bored she thought she would die of boredom. How long have they been here? Clara checked her watch. Four sighed for the umpteenth time and poked her head through the ship doors.
"Doctor?"She could hear his tools echoing throughout the ship. There was a loud bang.
"Ow!" Clara rolled her eyes.
"Is your ship almost done?" The Doctor sat up, rubbing his head, screwdriver in one hand. "Actually, yes. In about fifteen minutes she should be ready, though we can't go anywhere if this pipe isn't fixed soon. Which I'm working on. Let's see, if I plug this wire into that socket it will either start her up or blow apart the space-time continuum." He sighed again, stepping into the ship.
"Well, hurry up, Doctor. We've been here for almost four hours."
"I said I'm working on it, Clara. Be a little patient." He laid back down and continued repairing.
Clara groaned and leaned back against the box. It was already noon and freezing. She gripped her jacket closer and dug her hands into the pockets. She closed her eyes and tried to think of the remembrance of heat when she heard an engine. She opened her eyes and looked to see a van stopping on the side of the road far away. She looked curiously when a woman stepped out of the van and ran into the opposite side of the field. Clara stepped closer to the vehicle and saw a man that looked vaguely familiar, looking out to the field while he waited for his friend. The man spotted Clara and seemed to stare at her for a while, wondering why there was a big blue box sitting in the middle of the land. He beaconed her forward and she followed, also wanting to know who this man was. She trotted over, cold hands still sitting in her pockets.
"Hello." She says, cautiously.
"Hello." The man replies. Clara studies the man. He looks just like Danny and the Doctor. Now this was just weird. The man had the same green eyes, his hair was about the same as Danny's, maybe a little messier and longer. He had a bit of a scruff, a lot of scruff. Needs to shave, Clara thought. He was wearing a funny looking sweater and was watching her confusingly.
"Do you need help? You look a little stranded out there." He asked.
"Oh, no thank you. I'm actually just here with a friend." She said, looking back to check on the Doctor, who was still inside the TARDIS. The man leaned back to catch a glimpse of the box.
"In that blue police box?" He laughed, looking over at the ship.
"Yep," Clara looked back at the man, "He's a very strange, strange man."
"Ah, I see. Strange won't even begin to describe me." Clara giggled.
"Yeah, I'm Clara by the way." She glanced back at him.
"Tommy. Clara…I like that name." He replied, Clara flushed but her checks were mostly red from the cold.
"Did you run out of gas or…?" She questioned, looking at the van close up.
"No, I'm just waiting for my friend." He turned the opposite way, smiling at the woman in the field. His eyes softened and he sighed lovingly, staring longer than he should. Clara observed this and smiled.
"Friend, huh?" Tommy blushed a little but continued to smile.
"Well, sort of, I guess." He looked away. Clara gave him a look.
"What do you mean 'sort of'?" She asked, glancing at the woman in the field. Tommy shrugged.
"Well, we've known each other ever since we were kids. She moved, though, to go to Japan with her mum. For twelve years and she just recently came back. I still care for her deeply, even after I forgot to say goodbye to her. We're going on a road trip and we just stopped real quick." Tommy paused.
"So, where are you going?" Clara asked. Tommy smiled before reaching behind his seat and pulling out a shoe box. Clara looked at it curiously before yelping in surprise and jumping a few feet when he opened it. She looked back to make sure the Doctor hadn't heard her. Tommy laughed and placed the shoe box in the passenger seat. She scolded him.
"Tommy! Why do you have a box full of cockroaches?" She tried to keep her voice down. Tommy laughed again and explained.
"We heard that there was a new natural park that's opening and it's going to be populated by artificial animals by cloning them. I'm a political activist fighting against biotech corporations such as this and Rebecca and I were going to spoil the ceremony by letting lose these roaches. Isn't it exciting?" He smiled brightly, still laughing widely like a maniac. Clara smiled softly and laughed with him. Tommy's laughter died down as he continued to study her carefully.
"Why am I telling you all of this? I've only just met you." Tommy didn't know why he was telling this stranger all his personal life, but he felt like he knows this girl, he connected with her in some way he didn't know. He can trust this girl with his life. Clara shrugged her shoulders and gave him a small smile he returned.
"Who knows? Maybe you knew me in another life." Tommy nodded.
"Yeah, maybe." He mumbled. They continued to study one another for a few moments, smiling, until Tommy heard the sound of a large engine. He frowned and turned his head to see a large vehicle speeding towards them and Clara was standing in the middle of the road. Tommy didn't know why he was doing this or how, maybe it was pure instinct, but he jumped out of his van and ran towards Clara. He didn't know why he cared so much for a girl he just met.
"Clara!" The next few moments were a blur for Clara. One moment she was standing there enjoying Tommy's company and talking to him, the next she was being pushed out of the road just as a fast truck zoomed in front of her, barely missing her. She sighed in relief, thankful that she wasn't run over, her heart beating fast, but realized Tommy wasn't in his van. She was almost afraid to look down, her eyes slowly traveling down to the grown. And there in front of her was the body of Tommy, crushed and twisted, bloody and dead. Clara covered her mouth and slowly stepped back from him, so shocked she couldn't do anything, she couldn't mourn or cry. She slowly cupped Tommy's still warm cheek with her cold hand. He saved her life. Tommy just saved her life and he didn't even know her. He died for her. He had so much to life for. Clara then began to cry.
Then she heard a call.
"Tommy?" Clara's head snapped up as she saw Rebecca moving towards the van and looking for him. Clara panicked. She quickly kissed Tommy's forehead and ran into the field, trying to hide herself from the woman.
Heavy guilt filled Clara as she looked back to see the woman discovering Tommy's dead body. She tried to keep quiet as she rushed towards the TARDIS. She threw herself into the ship, eyes prickling with tears and hand coming to cover her mouth again as a sob escaped. The Doctor heard the sound and looked to see tears falling down her cheeks. His faced immediately shifted to one of concern and worry as he sprinted to her, hands reaching out to her, cupping her face.
"Clara! Clara, what's wrong? What happened?" He asked hurriedly, searching her for any injuries. Clara just shook her head and buried her face into the Doctor's chest, arms tugging at his coat. The Doctor, though confused, wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. After the shocked flowed out of her system, she took in everything that had happened.
She backed off from the Doctor, who was still confused, sniffling and whipping her tears away. The Doctor still held her with his arms.
"Sorry, um…" She sniffled. The Doctor took her into his arms again.
"What happened? Are you alright?" He asked, green eyes searching hers. Clara shook her head.
"It's nothing. Can we go home now?" She looked up tearfully. The Doctor nodded and hugged her again, still not sure what happened. Clara trotted off to the console while the Doctor walked to the doors, opening them and looking out. He looked around, finding nothing before his eyes landed on a van and a woman kneeling near it. He stared at her curiously, wondering what the lump on the side of the road was and was going to go investigate before Clara called him.
Rebecca looked up tearfully, loud sobs escaping her mouth as she kneeled by Tommy, hearing a strange sound coming from the field. She saw a large blue box dematerializing from its spot, but it was all blurry because of all of the tears that kept spilling from her eyes as she cried for her lost love.