Chapter 7 aka more about Mrs Rosenthal.

There had not been much to say about Mrs Rosenthal. She was an old woman who lived alone with her cat and who, due to the decorations, obviously loved Christmas. The only reason Clara had remembered her in the first place was because she had been the only person to greet her when she first moved into her apartment. With her kind, elderly, and sweetly good-natured smile, she had warmed Clara's heart with a batch of freshly-baked, unburnt cookies.

And she had reminded Clara a lot of her own mother.

Mrs Rosenthal had handed Clara the cookies and had told her: "I know I'm probably not the neighbour that you wanted. I'm not exactly a handsome bloke, after all. But, if you do need anything, Miss Oswald, I am here." And it had been all the Clara had needed to feel safe at her new home.

"She had a heart of gold, she did." Clara recalled, wiping the tears from her eyes hastily. "Even after what happened to her husband."

Though he hated pushing her (and seeing her cry for that matter), The Doctor wanted to solve this. "What happened to her husband?"

"He died in a fatal car crash accident on their anniversary." She recalled the story briefly. It was similar to something out of a romance novel.

Boy and girl fall in love. Their families dislike each other due to their history together. Boy and girl decide to run away and start a life of their own, only to find out that they are too poor to have a wedding. So together, they blaze a trail of business and, still devoted to each other, and eventually have enough money to have the wedding. Boy and girl are happily married for a long while until they have a rather large fight that leaves the two of them not speaking to each other for days. On the day of their anniversary however, boy decides to fix things and goes out to buy flowers and such for the girl, only to be hit by an oncoming car. He dies in a hospital a few days later.

"That was very sweet," The Doctor paused. "until the end."

"Yeah." Clara sighed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Though of all people, why did it happen to her? She was such a nice woman…"

"The worst things happen to the best of people, Clara Oswald." He smiled at her kindly. "You of all people should know that."

He lept to his feet. The duo had been sitting across from each other on some of Mrs Rosenthal's heavily decorated chairs. But now was the time for action.

"Why do you say that?" She looked up at him as he attempted to fix his hair.

But he didn't respond. His brain was whirring too quickly to answer her question. But, she had a feeling she already knew the answer. Clara Oswald had lost her own mother while she was still quite young and had had quite a horrible time trying to put herself back together. Her mother's death had been the end for quite some time for the little brunette woman. But there were always new beginnings.

The Doctor was Clara's new beginning.

Or so she liked to think.

She watched The Doctor stride towards the TARDIS, throwing one of its doors open. The whole box seemed to shake angrily, and he mumbled a quiet apology to the machine. He stepped inside, and was about to close the door when he stopped and turned to me.

"Clara Oswald. For your safety, I am going to be conducting some experiments on our lovely little doll friend in here." He smiled softly at her. "So, don't worry your button nose, it'll only take a second." He wiggled his fingers at her and shut the door.

It was now time for that alarmingly frightening doll.

He turned to face the console, where he had left the doll in question. "Hello my little-" He stopped in his tracks, eyes widening in fright. The doll was nowhere to be found. He turned around to face the doors and tried to open them, but they were locked.

It was a trap. It had all been a trap.

He turned to face the rest of the TARDIS. Waiting for something… Anything.

And then a voice spoke. A voice that shook the whole room with its power. The blue-ish lights that usually filled the room with a calm aura, suddenly turned a violent shade of red.

"Well hello Doctor." The voice seemed to cackle, "Thank you for inviting us into your home. You have made this all so easy."

Ooooooh! You probably most likely weren't expecting that! (I hope you weren't anyway!) But, that is the end of another chapter. I hope you enjoyed! Don't forget to review, favourite, and follow this story! As well as me, if you aren't too busy... The next chapter will be up soon!

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Matteo