The Doctor is on his motorbike, Willow is behind him, holding on incredibly tightly, both are wearing helmets.
A set of lights turn red and The Doctor stops, a man next to him speaks "Really, Doctor. A motorbike? Hardly seems like you,"
"I rode this in the antigrav Olympics, 2074. I came last..."
"The building is in lock-down. I'm afraid you're not coming in,"
"Did you even hear the word, antigrav?" Willow asks, humour lacing her words before the Doctor presses a big red button, turning it green, the fuel tank roars and The Doctor rides off.
He reaches the shard, and remarkably, rides up it, The Doctor's grinning and Willow's holding on tight, however she isn't screaming. The two land in the office and prepare.
Miss Kizlet enters to find The Doctor sat in her chair, Willow on his lap, helmets still on. The motorcycle is on the ground, surrounded by smashed glass.
"Do come in,"
"Download her," Willow demands
"Sorry about the draught," she gets ignored
"Download her back into her body right now," The Doctor's completely serious
"I can't,"
"Yes, you can," Willow gets up leaning on the desk with her palms "I know you can,"
"She's a fully integrated part of the data cloud, now. She can't be separated,"
"Then download the entire cloud. Everyone you've trapped in there," the Doctor also stands, walking round to Kizlet, who's now stood by the window.
"You realise what would happen?"
"Yes, those with bodies to go home to would be free,"
"A tiny number. Most would simply die,"
"They'd be released from a living hell," Willow stands next to her husband "It's the best you can do for them, so give the order,"
"And why would I do that?"
"Because we're going to motivate you, any second now,"
"You ridiculous man. Why did you two even come here? Whatever for?"
"We didn't," Willow shrugs
"What?"
"We're still in the cafe," The Doctor explains
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"I'm finishing my coffee. Lovely spot," the Doctor is relaxed on his chair form earlier, Willow is pouring herself some tea from a pot. Clara's laptop is open and Willows sonic is on the table, flashing green as it transmits her voice.
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"You hack people, but us?" Willow smirks, slowly undoing her helmet, the Doctor doing the same.
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"We're old-fashioned," The Doctor adds
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"We hack technology," Willow does a little spin, showing off her spoonhead back head as The Doctor's spoonhead turns its face 180 degrees.
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"Here's your motivation," The Doctor takes a sip of his coffee and at the top of The Shard, his spoonhead downloads her.
A few minutes pass and Willow is completely confident, twirling her screwdriver around in her fingers. Finally, a bright light comes out of The Shard and Clara starts to stir in her sleep. The Doctor and Willow share a look. The Doctor shuts the laptop gently before getting up, stroking Clara's hair before leaving. Willow looks down, before following, looping her arm with The Doctors.
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At the Maitland home, Clara's walking around the kitchen, before she sees the TARDIS outside the window. She goes and knocks on the door.
"Come in!" The Doctor shouts, Clara enters and is greeted with The Doctor sat on the many steps of the main room, he's wearing Amy's glasses, reading. Willow's next to him, knitting with some dark purple wool.
"So, they come back, do they?" Clara walks further into the TARDIS
"You didn't answer my question," The Doctor explains
"What question?"
"You don't seem like a nanny," he repeats, flipping a page of his book.
"I was going to travel. I came to stay for a week before I left, and during that week -"
"She died," the Doctor closes his book and Willow puts down her knitting, staring at Clara
"So, you're returning the favour. You've got a hundred and one places to see, and you haven't been to any of them, have you? That's why you keep the book,"
"I keep the book because I'm still going," Clara grins, stepping up to the console
"But you don't run out on the people you care about," The Doctor takes off his glasses, pocketing them "Wish I was more like that,"
He stands, jumping down and sliding over to Clara "You know, the thing about a time machine, you can run away all you like and still be home in time for tea, so what do you say?"
Willow also jumps down, strolling over "Anywhere. All of time and space, right outside those doors,"
"Does this work?" Clara laughs, circling the pair
"Eh?"
"What?"
"Is this actually what you two do? Do you just crook your finger and people just jump in your snog box and fly away?"
"It is not a snog box!"
"The way you two are at it, I'd have to be the judge of that," Clara laughs and Willow smiles a bit
"Starting when?"
Clara stares at the couple for a moment before speaking again "Come back tomorrow. Ask me again,"
"Why?"
"Because tomorrow, I might say yes," Clara grins before spinning around to the other side of the console "Sometime after seven okay for you?"
"It's a time machine. Any time's okay," the Doctor sighs
"See you then!" she goes to leave
"Clara?" Willow calls back, turning "In your book there was a leaf. Why?"
"That wasn't a leaf. That was page one," she smirks again before leaving, giving the pair a wink.
"Well...that was interesting," Willow smiles, turning to The Doctor, who looks deep in thought "You okay?"
"Yeah, are you?" Willow knows what he's talking about and she tears up again, The Doctor takes her hand.
"Some days are better than others. I feel happy for once, and then something reminds me of them. Like a woman at the bus stop with red hair, a man with his kid, anything," Willow can't blink away the tears this time and they slowly run down her face "I miss them,".
"I know," The Doctor pulls her in for a hug and Willow doesn't have the energy to sob, she pulls back, wiping away her tears.
"Well then. Clara Oswald, time to find out who she is," The Doctor grins at that and slides over to the console, laughing and rambling while he controls the TARDIS. Willow doesn't join this time, instead she sits on the jump seat and watches, a smile on her face. Just like old times.
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A/N: Well...This episode took me months to write. Did you enjoy it?
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