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Once the Doctor and Clara had taken the kids home they went back to the flat. As soon as the Doctor opened the door Clara stormed past him and sat down on the living room couch. The Doctor frowned in confusion, and went to put their leftover food in the kitchen. When he came back out Clara was watching T.V. with her arms crossed.

The Doctor tentatively sat down next to her and asked, "Are you okay?"

Not taking her eyes off of the T.V. she answered, "Yeah, perfect. Everything is just peachy. Why would you think something is wrong? What in the world would give you that idea?!"

The Doctor shrugged and started, "Well, you look mad."

Clara let out an exasperated sigh and turned to him. "I'm not mad. I'm just… annoyed, kind of."

The Doctor's eyes went wide as a sudden realization dawned on him. "Is this about… Rose?" He had almost forgotten that she had witnessed all of what had happened.

She nodded and said, "Yeah, I mean. I know… you're a thousand years old, you've loved other people. I understand that, but. I was standing right there! I witnessed you two being all romantic and intimate, and I'm going to be your wife! It does not feel good to see your future husband almost kissing some other girl."

The Doctor frowned and said, "Some other girl? Clara, this is Rose. What happened at the park was really important. I never told…" He paused. "I never told her I loved her, and I just… we just needed some sort of closure."

"Wait, are you telling me that you told her you loved her, right in front of me?!"

"No, well, sort of, yes, I suppose."

Clara stood up and yelled, "I was standing right there! Did you forget about my existence?! Did you forget that you were going to marry me?! Did you forget that you're in love with me?! Did I just not matter to you in that moment?!"

The Doctor stood up and said, "Of course I remembered all of that! I was just… caught up in something."

"Yeah, like snogging some blonde that walked up to us at the park!"

"She is not just some blonde!" Clara was taken aback by his sudden frustration. "She is the defender of the earth, I once loved her, and hell I might still love her! She means a lot to me, and I would really appreciate it if you treated her with some respect! If you even have any knowledge in that puny brain of yours as to what respect means!"

"Oi, who are you calling puny?!"

"As a matter of fact, you! You're just a puny human that doesn't know how to comprehend the concept of being in love!"

"You shut your damn mouth right now, space man, because the chance of my foot hitting your crotch is very high! It's not my fault that you're a thousand year old alien that travels the universe in search of attractive little human women that you can drag along in your snog box just to have a little fun in your life, even if it ends up getting them killed! Because you know what, that's what happens to people! They die! And what do you do after they die?! You just move right along and find a replacement! We don't mean anything to you! And that blonde, she was just probably one of your companions that you had some extra fun with, wasn't she?! That's why you two had your little moment out at the park!"

The Doctor was speechless. Did she really think all of that? He felt a mix of anger, hurt, and sadness. He tried to find the right thing to say, but nothing came out. He eventually came up with, "Do you… no, sorry. I don't… How?! Just, sorry. I'm sorry." He turned to leave the flat quickly before she could see how much her words had hurt him.

Clara watched as the door closed behind him. Her frustration was dissipating and regret was replacing it. She ran up to the door and opened it, running out in search of the Doctor. When she got into the street she saw that the TARDIS was still there, so she ran up to it. The doors were locked, so she knocked on them and called, "Doctor?!" There was no response. She tugged on the doors again. "Oh, come on you fat cow, let me in!" She yelled in annoyance at the TARDIS.

Suddenly she heard a buzz as a hologram of herself was projected behind her. Luckily the streets were empty at this time of day. The hologram said, "The Doctor is not in the TARDIS at the moment."

Clara sighed and said, "But he has to be! We got into a fight, and I kind of said some horrible things, and the only place he could've gone was here."

"The Doctor is not in the TARDIS at the moment." It repeated.

Clara leaned back up against the doors and sighed. She had no idea where else he could've gone, but hopefully he would come back soon. Who knows what could happen to him out in the real world. She made her way back up to the flat. Once inside she made her way to the kitchen, about to make herself a cup of tea. When she realized, again, that they still had nothing of use to them in the kitchen she sighed and leaned on one of the counters. "What have I done?" She muttered to herself. But she wasn't sure if she was talking about arguing with the Doctor, or agreeing to marry him.

ooooOOOoooo

The Doctor wandered around the empty streets of… wherever he was. He wasn't actually sure. He hoped he could remember his way back to the flat. Maybe he should've been paying more attention when he quickly ran onto the street and into the nearest alleyway. He was just angry and sad, and he didn't want to do anything rash.

As he came upon a bar he decided there wasn't much else he could do at the moment. He opened the door and glanced around the room. There were mostly men sitting around or playing darts, but there was the odd woman amongst them. The Doctor walked up to the bar and took a seat. As the bartender walked up the Doctor said, "Tea, the strong stuff."

The man looked at him in confusion before saying, "Um, sorry mate, but we don't serve tea here. Can I get you something a little bit stronger?"

The Doctor frowned, "A bar that doesn't sell tea? Ugh, fine. Surprise me." The Doctor put his head in his hands as he evaluated what had recently happened. Okay, maybe I was a little out of hand, but this is Rose! She can't talk like that about Rose! Maybe I shouldn't have called her a puny human, but still. She said some horrible things to me as well. He remembered her long statement of what she thought of him. Did she really think all of that? Surely not, she did agree to marry me. She was probably just angry. Yeah, that had to be it. She was just angry, and she didn't mean any of it. Hopefully. He sighed and rubbed his eyes. What was he to do about this?

Suddenly he felt a tapping on his shoulder. He looked up to see the bartender holding out a clear glass. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked.

The Doctor nodded and took the drink. "Yeah, yeah. Fine." He lifted the glass with a weak smile. "Cheers."

"Yeah, cheers, that'll be a fiver." The bartender said, reaching out his hand.

The Doctor frowned and took a sip of the drink. "A fiver, for this? Blimey, hold on a second." He set the drink down and started searching through his pockets. He eventually found the right type of currency and handed the man his money.

The man smiled and took the money. "Cheers mate. So, what's troubling you?"

The Doctor took another sip of his drink. "Nothing, nothing at all. I already said I'm fine. Do you have any straws?" The bartender looked at him strangely before shaking his head. "No straws? How do you even get business around here?" He rummaged through his pockets again until he pulled out a straw.

"Um, well, something has to be troubling you, or else you wouldn't be here. So what is it?" The Bartender asked.

The Doctor sighed, dipped the straw into his drink and took a long sip. "Well, it was an argument with the… fiancée. Goodness, I'm still not used to calling her that. Anyway, we had an argument because one of my… exes paid me a visit today." His eyebrows rose as he took another long sip. "This is really good! What is this?"

The bartender waved the question off as he asked, "What exactly do you mean by paid you a visit?"

The Doctor shrugged and said, "Exactly what it says. We were at the park with the kids and she visited me there. Clara wasn't too happy about it though." He took another long sip, and then realized the glass was empty. "More please!"

The bartender refilled his glass and handed it back to him. "So, Clara, is she your fiancée?" The Doctor nodded, yet again taking another long sip of his drink. "And you were out with your kids?"

The Doctor swallowed and shook his head. "No, no. Not our kids. They were Clara's friend's kids. She used to be their nanny, but since we're getting married she's decided to quit that job and travel the universe with me." He smiled proudly at this.

The bartender nodded. "Right, so what exactly did your ex do when she visited you at the park?"

The Doctor twirled the straw around in his drink before looking up and answering, "Oh, well, we talked. She was just checking up on me, probably wanted to see what I looked like this time around. We got really close and touchy and stuff." He took another drink before saying, "Oh, I wanted to kiss her so much! Bad that would've been rude with Clara right there. And don't get me wrong, I still love Clara, but I really had missed Rose. I don't understand why she's so mad at me."

The bartender nodded again and said, "Well, you did almost snog another women right in front of her. I think that's a valid reason for her being mad."

The Doctor finished his glass again and handed it to the bartender. As the he refilled the glass the Doctor said, "But, I mean. Out of nowhere she gets all mad at me because I told Rose I loved her right in front of her! She started yelling and everything, and then she started insulting Rose, and I couldn't just sit back and not do anything!" He took another long sip, and the bartender was about to say something but the Doctor continued, "I said she was just a little puny human, and that might've been mean, but it's true. You should see 'er, she's like a little leprechaun!" He giggled to that.

"Oh, really?" The Doctor spun around to see Clara standing behind him with her arms crossed.

He raised his hands and said, "No, I didn't…"

"Shut your trap, chin." She turned to the bartender. "How much do I owe you?"

He saw that she was infuriated, and he quickly shook his head and said, "I'll put it on the tab. No worries."

She nodded before pulling the Doctor away from the bar by the arm and dragging him outside. Once they got onto the pavement outside she let go and continued walking. He quickly ran up beside her and said, "Clara, look…"

"I said, shut it." She snapped, not looking at him. He could hear the anger in her voice, so he quickly stopped talking. But he could also see her eyes glistening, and he needed to figure out what to say.

"No, Clara I…"

She stopped walking and turned to him. "Look, idiot, we are definitely going to talk about this, but not out here on the pavement." He nodded and they continued walking. There was a very uncomfortable silence forming between them, full of tension, anger, and hurt. This was a first for them.

When they finally reached the flat the Doctor waited for her to say something. When she completely ignored him and sat on the couch he frowned in confusion. "I thought we were going to talk." He said.

She squeezed her eyes shut before standing up again and saying, "Yeah, we are." She stopped when she smelled the alcohol on his breath. "How much have you had to drink?" She asked, annoyed.

He shrugged and said, "Two, no three! Wait… two? No, it was definitely three! No wait, no… um."

Clara sighed in exasperation and asked, "What drink was it?" The Doctor shrugged. "Oh my god, you are such an idiot sometimes!" She turned away from him and put her hand on her forehead.

"Sorry." He said in a weak voice.

She whipped back around to face him, infuriated. "Sorry?! Is that all you have to say?! Sorry?! After a huge fight we have, you go off and get drunk at the local pub, not telling me you were even going there, and all you have to say is sorry?!"

"I'm not drunk." He answered.

"Flippin' hell, I can't put up with you anymore! You know what, I'm going to go spend the night at the Maitland's. Don't be expecting me in the morning!" She grabbed her keys and walked towards the door.

The Doctor stopped her and said, "Clara, wait! No, look, I really am sorry! Don't go! I can explain!"

She turned towards him again and said, "Explain what?! Why you were rambling on insults about me to the barkeep?!"

He shook his head quickly. "No, Clara! I wasn't insulting you!"

"How is calling me a leprechaun not an insult?!"

"That's not the only thing I was talking about! Look, just listen to me for once!" He was yelling now. Clara was shocked, and she didn't say anything. "Clara, I'm sorry for calling you a leprechaun. I was just venting my feelings. I was upset and angry, and I didn't want to lay all of my anger on you, so I just needed to escape for a bit."

Clara frowned and said, "I know you should be upset, because I said some rude things, but there was no need to be angry. I'm the one who should be angry!"

"For what exactly?"

"What do you think?!" She was yelling now. "You almost snogged another girl right in front of me! You told her you loved her while I was standing right there! Do we really need to have this conversation again?!"

"Look, Clara, I already told you we just needed some sort of closure!" He was yelling now too. "Is that really such a big problem?!"

"Yeah, it is, if that closure is the closing of the space in between you two's faces!"

"Oh, now you're just being ridiculous!"

"Am I?! Am I really?! This is coming from the man who got drunk off of three drinks!"

"I already told you that I'm not drunk!"

"Good!"

"What?!"

"I said good!"

"Why?!"

"Because I really want to have sex with you right now!"

"Fine by me!" They both closed the gap between them and started passionately kissing. Without stopping Clara wrapped her legs around his waist, and he started walking them to the bedroom.

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