Hello dear readers! Here comes a new chapter!
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So Bells of Saint John is over, as you figured it out, and before starting a new episode, I thought a Meanwhile in the Tardis chapter would be nice. Kind of provides a "pause" between two episodes to give you time to breath. :) Also giving me time to breath and let my mind wander in the misty paths of writing.
It's a shorty chappie, sorry about that, but not really sorry as it's often the case with Meanwhile in the Tardis chapters because they're like minisodes/prequels designed to entertain, tease, and also drop hints.
Turtle: I'm so glad you're back! I was very worried :) But see I've kind of waited on you before updating chapters :p
So I'll let you get on with the chapter, I hope you will like it, it's a very immersive chapter so...
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Chapter 42
Opening her eyelids slowly, Clara left the comfortable warmth of unconsciousness to drift back into reality.
The blur clouding her sight slowly faded to let her see Tardis blue walls with a wooden door facing the bed she was laying in. Looking around, she saw some pieces of furniture such as a chair, a cupboard and a mirror, all made of beautiful red wood with some golden details, echoing the wooden floor.
But soon, very soon, her eyes were caught by the ceiling. Was it a window? A projection? A projection of what was outside? She went for the projection.
A projection of space, in its most beautiful aspect: far away galaxies, constellations, stars and radio remnants of supernovas. All these, slowly, imperceptibly swirling above her in a mesmerizing movement. And the darkness, the dark matter, deep black complementing the bright, blinding light of the stars. Glow and shadow, shining and absorbing, light and darkness, never entering in conflict, never merging together but always collaborating, always dancing together like… Like the forces of Life themselves.
The Universe, the whole of Time and Space.
Above her.
She rose her hand towards the ceiling, towards the Universe, willing to, somehow, take part of the dance, feel those forces from up close.
She was already feeling them deep inside, in each of her cells, but was craving to join them, their shimmer reflecting into her eyes making them, for an instant, look as though they contained the Universe itself.
A slight smile lightened up her delicate features and her hand calmly fell back on the bed.
It felt as though she was floating, in a weightlessness state.
Peaceful.
Not wanting to leave the bubble created by the room, she took her time to roll on her side and slip out of the bed, and, barefeet, she walked out of the room, not without leaving a loving look at the ceiling behind her.
Letting her hands run on the walls of the time machine, she let her feet and her inner voice lead her through the corridors.
After passing in front of the library with a smile she turned into a new corridor and another one before finding a wooden door.
Holding out her hand in front of her, she lightly touched the panel with her fingertips, almost like a stroke, causing golden shimmers to run on it, as if it was shivering. Intricate circles briefly appeared before fading, making the girl smile.
A thin ray of light came from the door as it was opening, slightly, just ajar, just enough for an eye to see.
Tilting her head she could see what was inside: a round room, huge, with great golden circles on the dark red walls, shining as they were bathed in the surprisingly soft light of a burning star coming through a bay window… or was it a projection again? Once more, she went for projection.
A desk made of wood was facing it while on the other end, a tall shelf was storing hundreds of old books. On a pedestal, sitting in the middle of the room, in the center of a circle drawn on the floor, was a very realistic hologram. The hologram of a planet. A big and red planet with some areas shining under the light of two stars, surrounded by two moons and five other systems.
The Shining World Of The Seven Systems.
Facing the projection, a tall figure was standing there.
She tilted her head on the other side and smiled.
The Doctor.
He was lost, deep in his thoughts while looking at the Universe before him only like a Time Lord would do. After a while, he sighed and walked to the desk. Untying his bow tie, he left it hanging around his neck, casually unbuttoning the collar of his shirt. Looking at something on his desk, the most tender and soft look was painted on his face before a hint of pain made its way to his eyes, growing, to finally make him shut them and look away. He took off his purple coat and put it on the chair, pulling up his shirt sleeves up to his elbows before resting himself on the chair back, turning his back to the door. He bowed his head with a sigh full of concern. But then, he stood still, perfectly still. He was listening, she knew that, he was searching, trying to find… her.
He turned around and slowly started to walk towards the door slightly ajar, so slightly that he could not see if she was on the other side.
Seeing him coming closer, she smiled and closed her eyes.
Feeling that tingling sensation becoming more and more intense, the Doctor stood still. It was the same tingling sensation he was feeling when Clara was around.
He turned around and looked at the door.
Ajar.
Only slightly, but ajar. Was she...?
He slowly walked up to his door and grabbed the doorknob, the tingling increasing under his skin.
He opened the door, expecting to see her on the other side.
Nothing.
The corridor was empty, no one was on the other side of the door.
It was just him. Him and his thoughts.
I do hope you liked it, let me know what you think :)