The TARDIS Gets in The Way

No matter what, that phrase rung in Clara's head. A storm's approaching.What did that mean? Did she need to be worried? She didn't know. How could she? She wondered if the Doctor knew; she'd never ask him, though.

Clara was swimming in the pool, just doing laps as she thought. She dove underwater, staying under as long as she could before resurfacing. She swam for a while before the Doctor found her in there.

"Mind if I join you?" He asked. She smirked playfully at him, splashing the area next to her.

"Come on in," she invited flirtatiously. He grinned, ducking into the changing room to put on his swim trunks.

He made a huge splash when he jumped into the pool, causing Clara to giggle as she tried to shield herself from the water droplets. He chuckled as he swam over to her, kissing her lightly. Her fingers found his hair and she pulled him closer, kissing him hard. They had so few moments like this; she wanted to enjoy every second of it.

The Doctor's hands were at her waist when his lips found her neck. She smiled happily as he trailed kisses down her neck and shoulder.

Then, a cloister bell went off. Clara sighed, stepping away from the Doctor. He groaned, smiling apologetically as he climbed out of the pool. Something like this always happened. The TARDIS alarm would go off, or the TARDIS would just decide on her own to go somewhere. It was almost like the TARDIS was trying to keep the Doctor and Clara from being together.

Clara climbed out of the pool, sitting on the edge a moment.

"Why do you have to do this?" Clara asked the TARDIS. The TARDIS hummed sassily in response. Clara huffed, imagining a number of things that the TARDIS could have been saying. She pulled her legs out of the water and went to get changed.

Lalala

"What shall we do today?" The Doctor asked, dancing throughout the console room as Clara sat perched on the captain's chair, nose buried in a book. Some book written by a woman named Amelia Williams- Clara had read many of her books.

She shrugged, not really paying attention as she read. The Doctor stood behind the chair, arms around her shoulders and his chin on her head. He read alongside her.

They stayed like that for a while, until Clara's stomach growled loudly. Cheeks red, Clara slipped the bookmark in place.

"Can we get food?" She asked brightly, pretending that it hadn't happened. The Doctor beamed.

"Sure! Where to? Rome? Paris?" The Doctor proposed, bounding over to the console, hands poised to start flying.

"Um, how about somewhere new?" Clara asked, jumping up as well. "Some distant planet with really awesome food." Her nose was close to his and they were about to kiss when the TARDIS gave a huge jerk, tossing Clara on her butt.

"Ow," she mumbled, rubbing her tailbone as the Doctor helped her up.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what's gotten into her lately." The Doctor told Clara, glaring up at the top of the TARDIS console.

"It's fine," Clara mumbled. "Let's just get food."

Lalala

Clara was getting sick of this. Literally, every time her and the Doctor tried to kiss or anything, the TARDIS found some way to screw it up. Ever since she and the Doctor had had that fight about the fob watch, the TARDIS seemed to hate her. At least, now she knew why the future TARDIS hated her. Apparently, the TARDIS had a long memory.

Clara was sitting at the table in the kitchen, sipping a mug of tea. She was grumpy, but still smiled when the Doctor bounced into the room, all smiles.

"What's with you today?" She asked as he made himself a cuppa, turning to watch him.

"I've got a brilliant idea!" The Doctor announced. "We're gonna go visit your family." Clara raised her eyebrows.

"I don't have much family." She informed him. "Just my dad. And Artie and Angie, if you count them." The Doctor, hold his hot cup gingerly, turned to face her. He leaned against the marble counter, sipping the hot liquid carefully.

"I'd still like to meet them." The Doctor said.

Clara had a bit of an inward panic. Artie and Angie had already met the Doctor, but the one in the future. They couldn't meet this one. Artie couldn't keep a secret to save his life, and Angie would use it as blackmail. Quickly, she came up with a plan.

"Okay. But, only my dad. I try to keep my personal life away from Artie and Angie." Clara explained, avoiding the Doctor's eyes. She settled on looking at his nose, hoping he'd think she was making eye contact.

He was quiet a moment, studying her. Finally, he smiled and said, "Okay! When should we land?" He grabbed her hand, setting his half drunk tea on the table with hers and dragged her to the console room. Clara shrugged, rattling off a day a few weeks before she ran off. The Doctor nodded, whacking the TARDIS console with a mallet to get it started.

The TARDIS jerked wildly, and off they went. Clara couldn't shake the feeling that this trip was going to change everything.

A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short, but I have tech week going on for a show so I don't have much time to write. So, sorry about that. But, I promise that there will be no more short chapters like this.

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