Title: A Day and Life on the TARDIS
Author: Flydye8/Heintz571
Pairings: Clara/12th Doctor
Rating: T (just to be on the safe side)
Summary: This is a collection of stories about the times in-between Clara's and the Doctor's adventures. The ones we never see; because we all know once you starting living with someone, life always gets much more interesting. The stories are primarily fluffiness, domestication, and a loving friendship taking place after "Last Christmas".
Author's Note: I am writing these because story ideas keep distracting me from writing on my other 12/Clara stories, so I figured, I might as well get them out of my head and penned down. I usually don't take requests, but if there is a storyline you want to see written put your requests in the comments, I will see what my muses come up with. Happy reading.
Looking at the time on the console of his ship the Doctor started to pace, he told Clara last night that they needed to arrive at Juntel 6 early, so they could participate in the spring awaking ceremony. If she continued to dawdle they would miss the Jabali trees blooming.
Deciding not to wait any longer he maneuvered his way toward her bedroom, raising his hand to knock he hesitated, he faintly heard crying on the other side of the door. Calling out he inquired, "Clara are you okay?"
She answered, her voice muffled, "Go away Doctor, I am not going anywhere today."
"But we will miss the festival." He countered as he heard another painful cry coming from her room. Worried there could be something seriously wrong, he tried to open the door only to find it locked.
Raising his head toward the ceiling of his ship he requested urgently, "Emergency release, alpha omega 364, voice recognition the Doctor."
His TARDIS responded, "Voice recognition verified."
Immediately, he heard the lock on the door click, opening it he moved swiftly into the room, to see Clara laying in her bed in the fetal position, her arms against her abdomen.
Moving to the side of the bed he kneeled down till he was in her line of sight, "What is wrong, my Clara."
Tears streaming down her face, cringing in pain, she replied softly, "Nothing to worry about, I started my monthlies today. I will be okay in a few hours."
He had traveled with many female companions, so the monthly woes of women were not foreign to him, but he has never seen any of them in as much pain as his Clara. Feeling a bit helpless he asked, "What can I do?"
Seeing the worry on his face she smiled forlornly, "Nothing Doctor, I took some medicine but it will take time for it to work, sorry about our trip."
"Well, it is nothing just a bunch of half dressed, pink skinned natives dancing, most likely they would have asked me to join in and that would be embarrassing."
She giggled at his comment, but stopped when another cramp wrung through her body, trying to breathe through the pain she gasped for air.
Seeing the pain on her face caused him to act. Moving to the en suite he rummaged through the cabinets, finding a hot water bottle he filled it, then sonic the liquid inside to the right temperature.
Wrapping a towel around it as he re-entered the room her hurried to her side and placed it under her arms, "Push this against your abdomen, it will help." He ordered.
Feeling the warmth of the water bottle helped her with the constant ache, but not with the sharp pains, feeling another emerge she moaned loudly as she grabbed the Doctor's hands and squeezed tightly, "Please make it stop." She begged.
"I can't stop the course of nature, but there is something else I can do."
"Then do it."
Removing her hand from his, he moved to the other side of the bed, taking off his coat and his shoes, he pulled the comforter back and slid in beside her. Pushing down his feelings of uneasiness, he moved closer to her, spooning her back, placing one of his arms on top of hers against her abdomen, while maneuvering his other arm under her, wrapping it around her shoulders, pulling her closer to his chest.
Feeling her body tense in pain he whispered, "Close your eyes and breath." As he pushed his arm firmly down on her abdomen adding more pressure to the contracting muscles as they spasm.
Sighing audibly with relief, Clara felt the pain lesson significantly. To her surprise he stayed next to her, wrapping her in his comforting embrace, repeating his movements with each contraction of her abdomen muscles, until she felt her medicine take effect, allowing her the welcome oblivion of sleep.
When she woke, he was gone, sitting up she saw two pills, a glass of water, and a note on her night stand. Picking up the note she read,
"Take two pills and call me in the morning." The Doctor.
Giggling she took the meds and headed to the en suite for a shower, thankful for her best friend's compassion and kindness and dare she say...his love.