The letter was in her hand. Turning it over a dozen times or more, Clara pondered who would send such ridiculous notations and then it came to her as though the light bulb had switched on in her head: The Doctor. Clara rushed toward her phone and flicked through the phone book, pressing dial when she found the number for the TARDIS.
"Hello?" Came the glorious voice of the Doctor. Clara sighed in relief, "Doctor, I'm so glad I could get you!"
"Clara, I'm really busy right now…" The Doctor said annoyingly.
"Yeah, but this is kind of an emergency. I have a letter, which was addressed to me, but I can't make heads nor tails of it." Clara rushed.
"Use a translator: that always works. Almost always works, Not really…" The Doctor blabbered.
"It's in a bunch of symbols like what's inscribed around the walls of the TARDIS." Clara continued. Silence held within on the other end of the phone. "Doctor?" Still no reply. A rapid knocking came from downstairs, making Clara run down the steps as quickly as conceivable. She flung open the door as The Doctor tore past, ripping the strange letter out of her hand. He sat in the living room as his eyes darted across the page. Clara stood in the doorway awaiting The Doctor's response, but it never came. Instead, the letter fell to the ground as The Doctor looked into the obvious oblivion that showed distress and anguish.
"What's wrong, Doctor?" Clara asked. No response again. This would mean desperate measures, "OI, Chin Boy!" He looked her dead in the eye. "What's the problem with that letter?"
"Well… For starters: It's in Gallifreyan" The Doctor began quietly, "which means only one of a few people would be able to write this. Thankfully, they have signed their name. Well, she is a very clever girl." The Doctor pulled Clara into the TARDIS and not waiting for any protesting, threw the switch, making the TARDIS jerk into life.
"Doctor: who wrote the letter and where are we going?" Clara questioned.
The Doctor laughed and straightened his bow tie, "Soufflé Girl: Trust me!"
The TARDIS came to a jolting stop as Clara turned towards the door. The door flung open as a girl stepped in. For a moment, Clara thought she was looking at a younger version of the Doctor's wife, Doctor River Song, but quickly changed her mind when she looked closer. The girl had strawberry blonde thick ringlet curls, bluey-green eyes and was a stocky build. Her smile looked like it could melt chocolate on a cold winter's day, so Clara was left to wonder how this young woman had even known The Doctor.
"Hello Kayla. Clara, this is Kayla Westkey. Kayla, this is Clara Oswald." The Doctor introduced.
"G'Day Clara. Doctor…" Kayla said in a strong Australian accent. This took Clara by surprise just a tad.
"Hi Kayla." Clara replied quite taken back by the address that Kayla had just given her.
"How on Earth did you learn Gallifreyan?" The Doctor inquired.
"Well, one: it's in my blood and two: I have Jack Harkness to thank." Kayla smiled at The Doctor.
"Don't tell me you and Jack are… together." The Doctor replied in shock.
"Really, it's none of your business who I am dating!" Kayla retorted in anger.
"It is my business if my daughter is dating Captain Jack Harkness." The Doctor calmly reacted.
"Dad, wow." Kayla sighed, "I thought I could get you to help me without the snide remarks."
"Well, if that's how you're going to be…" But before The Doctor could finish what he could say, the TARDIS once again jerked into life, throwing everyone off their feet. As they clambered back onto their feet, Clara looked from The Doctor to Kayla and back to The Doctor before shouting, "YOU HAVE A DAUGHTER?!"
Kayla and The Doctor looked at each other before they both looked back to Clara with their apologising smiles. Ok, definitely a snapshot that was worth obtaining with a camera if it was handy…