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Chapter 5
"Hope, what's wrong, what's—CLARA!"
"What do you—no…"
Espérer was smirking, and those eyes,
"This can't be happening!" The Doctor yelled
Suddenly Espérer started mumbling, "So, Doctor, you didn't think this would happen, did you? Well of course not, you thought I was dead, well I'm not, by the way. Oh, taking over her is very beneficial, especially since she's your daughter."
"Who are you?"
"You don't remember me Doctor, I'm the one you fear most, your best friend…"
"Master."
Espérer/ Master smiled, "Now you see, she was dead but I said I'd bring her back, if she let me take over every once in a while, but she's strong, stronger than I thought, if she doesn't want me taking over she won't let me, I have to get her when she's vulnerable."
"Oh, you sick—"He was interrupted by her falling over, screaming in pain.
He ran over to her wanting to help, "Why?"
"I should leave, being around you is putting you in grave danger"
"No, you are NOT leaving again." He yelled holding her away from the TARDIS door with Clara helping.
"Hey, what's all the commotion abo— uh-oh." Jack said walking in.
"Let me go! If you don't I'll, I'll…"
She slumped down in defeat, she couldn't stop him, and then her headache came back, "No, no, no, no, not again!"
"No."
"I'm baaack"
"Not again!"
"Yes again, because I don't think I got enough time to talk to you before."
Clara decided it was the right time to butt in right there and say, "Sorry about this, Doctor, but it has to be done,"
Suddenly there was the sound of palm hitting face.
"CLARA!"
"Sorry, had to be done."
Espérer got out of her trance in a second yelling, "What the bloody 'ell was that for?!"
"For going into a trance and this," Clara said hitting her again, "Is for making a deal with the Master!"
"I don't care what you think! You're not my bloody mum, now, are you?" She replied storming off to her room.
Clara looked down at her hand, "Where did that come from, and why am I so upset?" She whispered to herself on the verge of tears.
"Clara, please don't cry…"
"Well," Jack sighed, "I'll leave you two lovebirds to yourselves, but I am going to talk to Espérer."