Blue Christmas

Part 7: Always on my mind

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"So how do you propose we do this?" Osgood

"Do what Skip?" Missy asked innocently as she rummaged through Osgood's slightly improved closet, waggling her eyebrows suggestively when she came across an actual dress. "Oh look you are a girl after all."

Snatching the dress out of Missy's hands Osgood carefully placed it back in her wardrobe. "That's for New Year's Tess is having a party and well...look I can wear a dress if I want."

"Hmmm my 'ickle Skip all grown up and going to parties." Missy teased, blue eyes glinting with mischief. "Do I need to give you the talk pet?"

"No thank you!"

"Hmmm no I don't suppose I do after the little floor show I caught earlier." Missy sniggered. "So have you two done the do yet?"

"Missy!"

"Oooh testy so I take it that's a no then."

"I could ask you the same question Missy. How's your love life?" Osgood spat back, only regretting her impulsive retort when Missy actually blanched.

"I'm sorry I didn't..." Osgood spluttered tucking her loose hair behind her ears in a familiar awkward gesture as she watched Missy busy herself about the bedroom repositioning the pillows to create a fluffy barrier to stop the babies from rolling off the bed.

Frowning as Missy rummaged through her drawers before pulling out a familiar T-shirt Osgood quickly averted her gaze as Missy began stripping off her clothes. "I just...Well I just assumed I mean it's been months..."

"Six months." Missy spat back testily tugging her favourite Bowie T-Shirt on. "It's been six months Skip and I could count the kisses on my fingers. It's not as though I haven't given him the green light, I have done everything save stripping off all my clothes and waiting buck naked with a smile on his damn bed. Clearly he doesn't want me, I suppose I should have realised that long before he dumped me to run off after his wife!"

"But...But...what's wrong with him?" Osgood couldn't help but stutter in disbelief. "Does he need his eyes testing?" She added causing Missy to glance up and gift her a genuine half smile, giving Osgood enough encouragement to go on. "I mean you know you're gorgeous."

"Yes well clearly my dear Doctor doesn't agree but it's sweet of you to say pet."  Missy sighed dramatically before draping herself across the double bed and tickling her daughter's stomach.

Shaking her head Osgood resigned herself to the inevitable. "I take I am losing my bed?"

"Well it's your choice Skip but the one who sleeps in the bed looks after the babies and I'm afraid time tots sleep even less than human ones do." Missy replied smugly lifting up the drooling Sam and holding him out for Osgood to take. "But please do be my guest."

"Actually you're mine remember." Osgood spluttered backing away from the drooling smell monster, one nappy from Sam was enough to put Osgood off of babies for life. "So take the bed I'll be fine on the couch with a blanket."

"Well if you're sure?"

"I'm sure!"

Shrugging one elegant shoulder Missy reclined back against the remaining pillow before she suddenly leapt up as if remembering something.

"Missy?" Osgood followed her as the former Time Lady marched into the living room, only to suddenly return with a familiar velvet jacket which she flung carelessly on the duvet causing some of the contents of the overly full pockets to spill out.

"Why does he have a yoyo in his pocket?" Osgood questioned as Missy eyeballed the offending item before tossing it carelessly into Skip's waste paper basket.

"Don't you mean had a yoyo?" Missy retorted with glee, before randomly taking hold of several other items that looked pointless and quickly they joined the yoyo in the bin. "I have no idea why that man does half the things he does Skip."

"Mae don't fight with your brother." Missy huffed as both twins seemed to have latched hold of some old looking watch, which Sam seemed intent on shoving in his mouth.

"Urgh Missy should they be playing with that?" Osgood asked as a distracted Missy fiddled with The Doctor's sonic screwdriver.

"Honestly I have no idea but Sam chewed through a Tardis circuit board and he still alive so I think it should be fine, besides aren't germs good for their immune system?"

"Yeah germs maybe but that looks old." Osgood hovered nervously as Mae actually clocked her brother one in an attempt to prise the old pocket watch from out of his mouth.

"There perimeter alarm set, that should go off in anyone gets within a fifteen foot radius." Missy pronounced smugly setting the screwdriver down on the bedside table before turning her attention to her squabbling children.

"No enough of that both of you!" Missy snapped reaching out and tugging the watch away from them both causing both children to cry out, yet the moment her skin made contact with the cool metal a shock ran up the length of her arm.

Staring down at the watch mesmerised Missy could feel the pinpricks of something like electricity running across her skin and a pull towards it.

"Ummm Missy you do realise the lounge and the bathroom are within that radius right? I mean I'll trip that alarm any time I go to the bathroom."

"Oh...right...yeah..." Missy mumbled reaching out for the sonic screwdriver missing it completely the first time.

Setting the watch down Missy felt the fuzzy feeling suddenly abate and it was as though the rest of the world suddenly came back into focus, the children's loud crying cut through her like a knife. A quick scan of Osgood and Missy had her added to the alarm. "There now you won't trip it."

"Thank you." Osgood replied watching Missy carefully, yet the older woman seemed back to normal again as she moved to comfort her children now not even glancing in the pocket watch's direction.

Retrieving a blanket and a spare pillow from the wardrobe Osgood couldn't help but stare at the watch herself. It was probably nothing. Just a coincidence. Yet as Osgood retreated to the living room she couldn't rid herself of the thought that was now running through her mind.

A watch...Osgood had looked up Martha Jones report when she had returned to earth and Martha had referenced The Doctor's Time Lord consciousness had been stored in a pocket watch. Yet it had to be a coincidence, The Doctor would never find and keep Missy's Time Lord essence from her.

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