One Shots Stories

A Startling Encounter(Clara Oswald x Tenth Doctor)

The Tenth Doctor and Donna Noble found themselves in the middle of a bustling market square, their intended trip for relaxation and shopping interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps and raised voices. As they turned to look, their eyes widened at the sight of a visibly pregnant woman, Clara, running with a determined yet panicked expression.

Donna nudged the Doctor, her voice laced with concern. "Doctor, that woman's in trouble."

The Doctor's eyes darted from Clara to the approaching figures, his instincts kicking in. "Come on, Donna, we need to help her."

The Doctor and Donna quickly caught up to Clara, their presence causing her to glance back with a mixture of surprise and urgency. She recognized the Doctor immediately, and her eyes widened in disbelief.

Clara panted, struggling to catch her breath. "You... you're the Doctor."

The Doctor offered a reassuring smile, his attention on the pursuers who were now closing in. "That's me. But right now, we need to focus on getting you out of here."

As they weaved through alleyways and side streets, the Doctor's expression became increasingly frantic. He stole quick glances at Clara, his voice tinged with a mixture of disbelief and concern. "Clara? Pregnant? How?"

Clara shot him an exasperated look, her voice slightly strained. "Long story. Not the best time."

Donna, who was keeping a close eye on their surroundings, interjected. "Doctor, we need a plan, and we need it fast."

The Doctor's mind raced as they continued their escape, his emotions in turmoil. "I mean, how is this even possible? I didn't... We didn't..."

Clara's voice was firm, her tone demanding his attention. "Doctor, focus! We can have a conversation about it later. Right now, I need to get away from these people."

As they made a final dash into a quiet courtyard, the Doctor's anxiety seemed to reach its peak. He turned to Clara with wide eyes, his words coming out in a rush. "Clara, I don't know what to do. I'm not equipped for this kind of situation."

Donna stepped forward, her voice steady and reassuring. "Doctor, calm down. We're here to help. Clara, you're safe with us."

Clara's expression softened, and she managed a weak smile. "Thank you. Sorry for the drama."

As Clara's contractions began, her grip on the Doctor's arm tightened. She gave him a pointed look. "This is your fault, you know."

The Doctor's eyes widened, and he stammered, "My fault? How?"

Clara's voice wavered as another contraction hit. "Timey-wimey stuff. You should've warned me about it."

Donna stifled a laugh as she tried to provide comfort. "Oh, Doctor, you're getting a crash course in fatherhood."

As Clara's labor progressed, the Doctor's panic seemed to transform into a mix of determination and awe. He took a deep breath, his voice filled with a newfound sense of responsibility. "Clara, I promise, I'll be here for you. We'll get through this together."

Clara's features softened as she met his gaze, a glimmer of gratitude in her eyes. "You better. And you're going to help with the delivery, Doctor."

With Donna's guidance and encouragement, the Doctor found himself assisting in the delivery of his own child, their son, number five. As the baby's first cries filled the air, the Doctor's overwhelmed expression slowly transformed into one of wonder and love.

Clara, holding her newborn son, looked up at the Doctor, exhaustion mingling with affection. "Congratulations, Doctor. You're a dad."

The Doctor's voice was filled with emotion as he reached out to touch his son's tiny hand. "And you're a mum. Clara... our son."

As the sun set on their tumultuous day, Clara cradled her son in her arms, her exhaustion giving way to a sense of fulfillment. The Doctor sat beside her, their fingers intertwined, their gazes fixed on the new life they had brought into the world.

Donna, who had stepped away to give them a moment, returned with a smile. "Well, I must say, this has been quite the adventure."

The Doctor grinned, a mixture of amazement and pride in his eyes. "Adventure indeed. And it's only just begun."

As they sat together, Clara, the Doctor, and Donna, their bond seemed stronger than ever. The unpredictability of time and space had brought them together in a way they could never have imagined, forging a connection that transcended the boundaries of time and circumstance.