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 more interesting. The stories are primarily fluffiness, domestication, and a loving friendship taking place after "Last Christmas".

Author's Note 1: I am writing these because the 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. Thank each of you for favoring/following/commenting on this story I am so pleased that you are enjoying it. If you have the time leave a comment below and tell me what you think, I love feedback.

The silence between them seemed to last hours but it was merely minutes, the heaviness of the room continued to linger as they looked at each other; their hands fiddling with the rings that adorned their fingers neither saying a word, especially when so much needed to be said.

The Doctor was the first to break the stillness of the room, "I am sorry I shouldn't have said…."

Clara quickly interrupted, "No, don't do that."

"Do what Clara?" He asked confused by her statement.

"Don't be kind to me." She stated quietly as she brought her gaze to the carpeted floor as tears spilled from her eyes.

"Then, what should I do?"

Getting to her feet she paced rapidly before replying, "I don't know! Yell, scream, cuss at me but please don't be kind. I can't bare it if you are kind."

"Clara, stop and sit." Waiting for her to follow his instructions before continuing, "I have already done that before we went looking for Danny, or don't you remember." Pausing for a moment in thought he commented, "Well you may not remember you were quite a mess of emotions then."

"I do remember Doctor and even now I don't think I deserve your forgiveness. What I did that day was unforgivable."

"Yes it was, yet I still forgave you." Noticing that she was about to say something he lifted his hand to stop her, "However, even with my forgiveness there is one thing that will need to be repaired between us."

"And what is that?"

"My trust in you." He replied honestly.

Nodding her head in acceptance, "Fair enough, Doctor."

"Listen Clara, I want you to understand something though, just because my trust in you is limited currently, it doesn't mean I care for you any less."

"I know that Doctor, I have always known." Wiping her tears from her cheek she finished, "Thank you for giving me a second chance."

Bringing his hand to her face he caressed the apple of her cheek. With a smile he whispered, "I will always give you a second chance Clara till the end of our time together."

Placing her own hand on his face she leaned forward and gave him a chaste kiss on the opposite cheek, "You are the most amazing friend I could ever ask for."

Blushing he rolled his eyes, "That is good to know." Gesturing to her suitcase on the bed he asked, "Do you still want to leave?"

Shaking her head, "No, if you would have me; I would like to stay."

"Yes, I want to you to stay, but with one condition." He stated as he rose from the bed grabbing the basket of mugs.

"What condition, Doctor." She asked wondering what he wanted from her.

Looking down at her he answered, "On the condition that what has happened in the past remains there. No more guilt or remorse. Living in the past will just cause difficulties and I, as well as you, I am sure don't what any more difficulties; it is time for both of us to move on."

"I agree Doctor." She smiled broadly at him happy to comply with his request.

"Good, now chop, chop it is time for us to enjoy a picnic. Don't dawdle as you unpack your things, I will meet you in the control room." He state as he head to the door to her room.

Calling out to him before he left she asked, "Doctor, how will know when I have regained your trust?"

Looking over his shoulder he huffed, "Why do you want to know?"

"Blame it on my controlling tendencies." She replied as she started to unpack her suitcase.

Reaching for the door he answered, "Trust me you will know when, my dear Clara."

Stopping she stared at his back as he exited the room, surprised of his use of such a term of endearment when answering her. She hurriedly finished unpacking, feeling a sense of relief after their talk. Yes, she thought, it is definitely time to move on to more pleasant memories. Memories of her and the Doctor traveling in the TARDIS, exploring, helping out, saving lives, learning; and maybe someday exploring a deeper more intimate relationship between the two of them.

This was, for some reason a difficult chapter to write, I can't remember any time where I did so many rewrites. I wanted the trust issue to be addressed but I didn't want to mess too much with the character traits that have been established in the series and in my story. I hope I did well. Let me know in the comments below if I did alright, I would greatly appreciate it.