Title: A Day and Life on the TARDIS

Author: Flydye8/Heintz571

Pairings: Clara/12th Doctor

Rating: M

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, romance and a loving friendship taking place after "Last Christmas".

Author's Note: Yes I am back to this story, I am sorry that it has taken so long for me to update but another of my stories demanded my Muse's attention. But now that story is finished it is time to move forward on this one. But this time I have a beta reader the wonderful Marie Anne Louise (marieannelouise on Tumblr) her help in invaluable.

Clara followed the Doctor into the TARDIS after they put little Amelia into her bed. Her heart ached in pain as she saw the Doctor's shoulders slump in sadness. She at first believed that a visit to young Amy would be good for him, but as she watched him half-heartedly work the controls on the console she thought that maybe she had been wrong.

Once he pulled the activation switch she moved and embraced him from behind and whispered, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have suggested that we go and see young Amelia."

He turned and faced her and pulled her close to his chest while nuzzling her hair, "No my Clara, it was good that we went," he said in a strained voice as he tried to keep his emotions under control.

She pulled him closer and dragged her fingers through his soft gray hair, "I think she loved you as much as you loved her. She was the girl who waited."

Her words broke down the last barriers of emotions within the Doctor and as she held him close he finally cried for the loss of his dear friend Amy. Clara held him and soothed him with words and touches when suddenly he pulled back from her embrace and kissed her with such need that it took her breath away.

He pushed his tongue in-between her welcoming lips and deepened the kiss, and Clara relinquished all control to him as he devoured her mouth. He broke away from her lips, tears still streaming down his cheeks as he nibbled the delicate flesh of her neck. When he reached her ear he stammered, "I need… I need…"

Clara pulled away and placed her hands on his cheeks, her eyes met his as she questioned, "What do you need?"

"I need to feel alive!"

Not sure what to make of his statement she opened her mind to his and immediately was bombarded by all of his emotions; fear, anger, pain, loss and regret. Her knees buckled at the intensity of his negative emotions; soon she found herself lost in an emotional whirlwind.

But even through the darkness of negativity she caught a glimmer of something different in a small corner of his mind. She focused on it and found other emotions; love, joy, beauty and hope, and in the middle of these positive feelings there was an image of her. She watched as the image morphed into his other companions; Donna, Martha, Rory, Amy, Rose, River and many others she didn't know.

She was spellbound by what she saw, soon the image changed back into her. But this time instead of standing idly by to wait for the image to shift again she grabbed the hands of her twin. Through their connected hands she felt a love so intense that it brought tears to her eyes.

It was then she knew her image inside his mind represented the love he felt for her, driven by some instinct she cradled the face of her twin in her hands and kissed her softly. When the lips of two versions met a bright light shined out from their hearts and pushed back negative emotions inside the Doctor's mind replacing them with the positive ones.

When Clara pulled back from her twin she was surprised to see that the image was now the Doctor. "Oh my Clara," he said as his face showed the same anguish she saw before she entered his mind.

The light in his mind, from his positive emotions surrounded them; she gasped as he closed the distance between them and drew her close to him and pressed his lips hard against hers. Her passion increased as their tongues dueled while their hands roamed over the other's body. She was vaguely aware that both of them were naked inside his mind, but before she could ask how it was possible, he lifted her with surprising strength; and with a moan he penetrated her warmth swiftly.

He rocked against her with such force that she barely could hold onto his shoulders as he moved within her. Her body arched against him responding to his movement with such intensity that she felt her mind separate from his.

Through the fog of passion she noticed that she was indeed naked and was sitting on the TARDIS console with the Doctor thrusting in and out of her. Her body continued to arch and tremble against his as her orgasm consumed her. With a loud passionate cry she called out his name.

The Doctor felt her internal walls pulsating around his hardness and after one final thrust he reached his own completion. He fell against her body and as his breathing started to settle, he placed loving kisses against her neck. Grateful for what she had done, she had healed his mind with her acceptance, her love, and also with her touch.

Her touch; he felt his hearts clinch in pain as guilt overwhelmed him.

Clara caressed his damp skin as they both recovered from their mutual pleasure. When her hands reached his shoulders she felt his muscles stiffen. Suddenly he yanked himself away from her and quickly started to retrieve his clothes, which were strewed all over the control room, avoiding her questioning look.

Baffled by his actions Clara asked as she stood on unsteady legs, "Doctor, what is wrong?"

He looked at her briefly with fearful eyes, "I'm so sorry."

"Sorry for what?" she asked in confusion.

He exited the control room as he mumbled, "So sorry… oh, I'm so sorry."

She watched him leave before she bent down to retrieve her clothing. She tried to hold back the feelings of pain and rejection, but as she reached down to get her shoes; she collapsed on the floor and started to cry.

The Doctor rushed away from Clara in embarrassment, believing that he had taken advantage of her without thinking about the repercussions of his actions. She was in the most fertile stage of her reproduction cycle and in his moment of weakness he had caused her to be with child. There was no doubt in his mind that conception took place; he closed his eyes and looked at their intertwined timelines and saw a small thread branch off from them. He rubbed his hand down his face, yes she was with child. His child.

He felt ashamed and angry with himself. She had healed his mind for a moment in time, but now all her work was in vain, as his negative feelings consumed him once more. He entered his room and sent a silent plea to his TARDIS to hide his presence from his love. He could not face her, so sure that the loving look she always had for him would be replaced with a disgusted one, once she realized what he had done to her.

He lay on his bed and curled up in a fetal position allowing the negativity to consume his very essence, rightfully so, because what he did to his beloved was unforgivable.

Clara wiped the tears from her face as she sat on the floor of the main chamber of the TARDIS her sadness was quickly replaced with anger. How could he just walk away after their profound melding of their minds? She tried to understand why he acted in such a way before he left her but couldn't find any legitimate reason for his actions.

What was he sorry for? She had willingly entered his mind, just as she willingly embraced her image without any hesitation, and she didn't regret their intense lovemaking in his mind and in reality.

She gasped as she finally understood why he was sorry. Bringing her hand to her abdomen she smiled as she remembered what he told her earlier in the day. She stood and dressed quickly and with a determined voice she called out, "Sexy, I need to talk to you right now."

The lights in the control room dimmed as the corporal image of the TARDIS appeared in front of her. Sexy spoke with irritation, "Clara Oswald, I am not here to be at your beck and call!"

"Yeah, and yet you are standing in front of me. Where is the Doctor?"

"My thief wishes to remain in isolation."

"Well, I don't care what he wishes. We are going to have a baby and I need to talk to him immediately."

Sexy walked up to her and placed her hand on Clara's abdomen and closed her eyes. A golden glow emanated from where they were connected which felt like a warm water bottle on Clara's tummy. Sexy then opened her eyes; a soft smile graced her features, "You are correct. You are with child."

Clara nodded and pleaded, "Please show me where he is."

Sexy gestured to the passageway to her right, "I have brought him to you, but I warn you he will not be pleased to see you."

"I don't care this is something he can't run from and even if he tries I won't let him."

"Neither will I," Sexy stated before she continued, "I will bring you to Earth and lock down the controls."

"I hope it will not be necessary to lock down the controls but thank you," Clara said as she hugged the solid image of the TARDIS.

Slowly Sexy wrapped her arms around her thief's love and embraced her tightly as she spoke, "Be strong Clara Oswald, and don't worry all will be well."

The lights in the control room brightened as Sexy disappeared. Clara walked down the passageway until she found the golden door with red writing on it. She entered the room without knocking, and once inside she saw the Doctor dressed in black trousers, white shirt and a velvet coat she had never seen before. His head was bowed as he stood in the center of the room.

Clara moved then stopped, frozen in place, as his emotionless eyes met hers. When he spoke his voice was clinical, void of all feeling, "We will terminate the pregnancy immediately."

His statement brought her out of her catatonic state; she closed the distance between them and raised her hand. The slap she gave him resounded throughout the room as she hissed, "We will do no such thing Doctor! We are going to have this child!"

"I can't let you do that," he countered, his voice rising in frustration as he rubbed his cheek. "I don't know how to make your pregnancy easier and I won't let you die because I took advantage of you in my moment of weakness."

She placed her hands on her hips, "I don't feel like I have been taken advantage of."

He grabbed onto her shoulders, "What I did was not out of love."

"You're wrong, what we did was a direct result of our love."

Her statement caused his breath to hitch, "Oh Clara, how can you not see that what I did was wrong?"

Shaking her head she raised her hand and caressed his redden cheek. "You idiot. You didn't do anything wrong. I love you and that will never change no matter if our love making is fast and furious, desperate and needy, or sensual and romantic."

"I know Clara but this time you are pregnant because I lost control," he said in anguish as he gestured to her abdomen.

"Yes, I am. So the way I see it, you have a lot of work ahead of you before our child decides to go through its first regeneration inside my body."

"Are you sure you're ready for this?" he questioned as he brought his hands to her waist.

"No, are you?" she answered as she stepped into his arms and laid her head on his chest.

"Yes, I am," he replied which caused her to stare at him in amazement. He pushed some of her hair behind her ear and continued, "As long as you are by my side, I am ready for anything."

She grabbed the back of his head and brought his lips against hers after their kissed ended; she smiled, "Then I am ready to."

"I need to go to the TARDIS library and do some research," he stated as he started to walk out of his room, when he was stopped by Clara's hand on his arm.

With a coy smile she gestured to the bed, "Since we don't have to worry about getting pregnant any more…"

He responded with a smirk of his own and started to remove his coat, "I think my research can wait for just a bit."

"Yes it can, Doctor. Yes it can."

Author's note 2: So tell me what do you think, I love reviews. I will be updating this story once a week as long as I can time manage; college and family efficiently.

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