"Clara!" The Doctor called out as he danced around the console room. He waited several moments before moving to the entrance to the hallway her room was in and calling down it once again. "Clara!" He tried once again to gain his companion's attention.
"What?" Clara asked tiredly as she walked into the console room with her hair in a messy ponytail and dressed in a nightgown.
"We're going on an adventure." The Doctor informed her importantly as he pulled several levers on the console causing the TARDIS to drastically shift to the left.
"What? Are you mad?" Clara asked as she gripped tightly to the bars surrounding the console. "It is three in the morning. I was asleep!"
"But we haven't been on an adventure since Tuesday!" The Doctor whined as he hit several more buttons on the console. "Besides I've been meaning to take you to 51st century London."
"Perhaps I don't want to go to 51st century London." Clara replied as she sat down in the jump seat. "Maybe I would much rather go home and have a quiet day with Angie and Artie?"
"No you don't." The Doctor replied, very sure of himself. "Now c'mon. Go get dressed. Unless you'd like to visit only the most magnificent Era England has ever seen in your pajamas."
"Fine." Clara replied. "But I expect shopping. And good shopping."
"Oh I promise it will not disappoint." The Doctor assured her. "We're landing in ten minutes."
Clara rolled her eyes before heading back to her room to get dressed.
The Doctor and Clara were making their way excitedly through a shopping market.
"Try this." The Doctor insisted as he handed her a wrapped up candy bar.
"What is it?" Clara asked, noting the entirely white wrapping around it, not indicating anything about flavor or contents.
"You'll like it. Trust me." The Doctor replied as he flashed his psychic paper to a merchant as he purchased many of these bars.
"What do they taste like?" She asked as she unwrapped the bar.
"Just taste it." The Doctor insisted as he shoved a ridiculous number of the bars into his coat pockets.
"How are those all even going in there?" Clara asked as she watched them simply disappear.
"Bigger on the inside… Now just taste it!" The Doctor Insisted.
Clara bit her lip for a moment before taking a small bite of the bar. Her eyes widened in surprise. "That's my mum's soufflé?" She asked in surprise.
"Doesn't surprise me." The Doctor replied as he walked toward the next stand.
"How does this taste like my mum's soufflé?" She asked as she ran after him. The Doctor simply began browsing through what that stand had to offer. "DOCTOR!" She insisted angrily as she shoved the bar into her jacket pocket and grabbed onto his arm. "How does it taste like my mum's soufflé?"
"Well it's a favorite's bar. It automatically becomes flavored like the food the person consuming it favors the most. For example mine sometimes tastes like jelly babies, or jammie dodgers, and occasionally fish custard." He explained as he looked at some books on the bottom shelf of a bookcase.
Clara nodded in surprise before pulling the bar out and taking another bite. "So you keep these stocked in the TARDIS, yes?"
"Of course. How do you think I keep the smell of fish custard out of the kitchen when Professor Song is on board?" The Doctor said with a smirk.
"Professor Song… I don't know anything about them." Clara said as she furrowed her eyebrow. "You talk about them an awful lot considering the fact that I don't know anything…"
The Doctor put his finger to her lips to quiet her. "I have a lot of people who I knew, and I know, that you don't know anything about. Professor Song isn't really of any interest to you."
Clara sighed. The Doctor was always very secretive about his past. "Well what else are we going to do?"
"We should go visit the art museum. You may see some people you know in there." The Doctor suggested.
Clara nodded in approval before they were quickly making their way out of the market and onto a main road.
"Bus or Taxi?" The Doctor asked as he surveyed their possible methods of transportation. However, he hadn't noticed that Clara's attention had been diverted to something else. "I'm thinking Bus, you can always meet incredibly interesting people on the bus." That's when he turned around and noticed that Clara had started walking briskly away from the museum. "Clara that's not the right way!" The Doctor tried to call after her. "Clara!"
However Clara had her eyes set on a small girl with curly brown hair who was clearly running from something she was frightened of. "Excuse me?" Clara tried gently to get the little girl's attention. "Are you alright?" But the girl just kept running before she turned around a corner into an alley.
"Hey…" Clara said gently as she caught up to her and leaned down to her level. "Are you running from someone?" She asked her gently. The little girl nodded, clearly terrified.
"Clara where are you…?" The Doctor called before he saw Clara in the alley. "Who's this?"
"I'm not sure." Clara replied. "Who are you running from?" She asked the little girl gently. The girl shrugged. "Do you know their name?" The little girl shook her head. "Do you know why they're chasing you?" Clara tried again, this time the girl nodded furiously. "Can you tell me?" Clara asked her as she gently held her hands.
The little girl's voice vocalized quietly. "I have two hearts." She said softly.
The Doctor's eyes widened beyond belief. "You have…?" He said feeling dumfounded. "This is very important, were you born with two hearts or is this some sort of medicine?"
"I was born with two." She replied, feeling incredibly scared, and confused by the Doctor's insistent questioning.
"Alright what's your name?" The Doctor asked her, his hair flopping in front of his face as he knelt down to her level.
"Jessica." She replied timidly.
"Alright Jessica, I need you to trust me. Can you do that for me?" The Doctor asked her carefully.
Jessica nodded.
"Alright then, we're going to go to my house alright?" He said, ensuring that she wouldn't back out of their agreement.
Jessica nodded once again.
"Doctor…" Clara began to question him. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Do you know what it means if you're born with two hearts?" The Doctor asked as he took one of Jessica's hands, and Clara remained holding onto the other. They were briskly walking through the streets of London on their way back to the TARDIS.
"No." Clara replied, clearly annoyed by his antics.
"You would think that there are many species that have two hearts when they're born. You would think that based on the genetic makeups of all the species that surround the universe there would be more than one that resulted with two hearts at birth, but there isn't. That's just it Clara. Only one species has two hearts when they're born. And I'm the only person left in that species. She's… she's… impossible." The Doctor said awkwardly as he looked over at two girls who he simply couldn't begin to understand.
"I thought I was impossible." Clara replied as they neared the parking spot of the TARDIS.
"You are." The Doctor replied with a smirk as he snapped his fingers to open the doors of the TARDIS.
The three of them boarded the TARDIS and the Doctor quickly set it into flight, with no particular destination selected so that the TARDIS would simply enter the time vortex.
"Doctor we just took a child." Clara said awkwardly as she realized the heft of the situation.
The Doctor nodded as he pulled his screwdriver from his pocket. "Miss Jessica may I run a few scans on you?" He asked her gently.
Jessica looked up at him apprehensively.
"I promise they won't hurt. I bet the TARDIS could even get you a treat if you can get through them." The Doctor said as he knelt down to her level.
Jessica nodded in agreement before the Doctor helped her into the jump seat. After several moments The Doctor stared at the monitor on the console in confusion. "You only have… She's almost entirely… But how is that even possible…Jessica… Jessica what?" He mumbled to himself before turning to Jessica.
"Jessica do you know your last name?" The Doctor asked her, his tone informing her of how important her answer was.
Jessica nodded as she replied. "Jessica Williams."
The Doctor tried to follow everyone he knew but he wasn't making any connections. "What about your mum or dad's names? Do you know them?"
Jessica shook her head that time. "I live with my grandparents." She informed him importantly.
"Do you know your grandma or grandpa's names?" The Doctor was trying desperately for some more information about this impossible girl.
Jessica nodded. "I'm not supposed to tell if someone asks me."
The Doctor sighed in frustration. "Jessica I understand. But this is very, very important." He told her as he gently took her hands in his. "I need to know who your family is. I need to figure out where you started."
"Amy and Rory." Jessica said quietly.
The Doctor looked up at her in confusion before it clicked. "Amy and Rory Williams?" He asked, eyes wide. "Are they living in 51st Century England?" He asked.
Jessica nodded again.
"Where?" The Doctor insisted again.
"Leadworth." Jessica said, beginning to feel frightened.
"We have to go back." The Doctor said immediately.
Clara looked at him with disbelief. "We can't just… If she's a Time Lord?" Clara asked, confusion clear in her voice.
"Amy and Rory are… very, very close to me." The Doctor said as he began to fly the TARDIS while Clara comforted a now very scared Jessica. "And they shouldn't be able to be in 51st Century England. It's not possible for them to be there."
"Are you telling me this whole girl's life is impossible?" Clara asked as she gently ran her fingers through the tight curls on her head.
"YES!" The Doctor shouted. "How hard can that be for you to understand?! She's not… possible."
It was then that Jessica looked up at him, her piercing green eyes staring up at him. "You're my Dad." She said without questioning herself.
The Doctor shook his head. "No… I'm not. That's not possible."
Jessica nodded insistently. "I've seen pictures of you around my grandma's house. You're my Dad."
"How old are you Jessica?" He asked her insistently.
"I'm nine in this body." She replied without hesitation.
The Doctor looked at her, entirely in shock. "How many bodies have you had?"
"Just two." Jessica replied. "Grandma says that both my mum and dad have had more than one body. My mum has had three, but my dad has had eleven."
The Doctor shook his head in disbelief as he landed the TARDIS and began to make connections.
"Doctor…" Clara began warningly.
The Doctor shook his head. "Clara… I can't take you with us."
Clara looked up at him in disbelief. "What do you want me to just wait in the TARDIS?"
The Doctor nodded. "I promise I'll be back by the morning, but I have to go."
"Who is she?" Clara insisted.
The Doctor gently picked up the little girl who quickly made herself comfortable in his arms, burying her curls into his shoulder. "She's Professor Song's and my daughter." He said before opening the TARDIS doors and leaving Clara dumfounded inside.
Author's Note: Well… I definitely sat around in class and wrote this all day… Because I'm cool like that. I really hope that you enjoyed it. Please review! And stay tuned for more!