Receiving Another Chance (Book Ten of The Bad Wolf Chronicles)

Kill the Moon

I should not have been able to do this today, but the first official day of the Luther 500 festival just wiped me out completely. That, and because Dad felt extremely off, we missed the group activities after 16:00. I finished this and the following interlude! And boy, are they heavy.

This really wasn't my favorite episode of Series 8, partly just because of Clara's reaction at the very end of it. I absolutely love Twelve and Clara together - they're up there with Nine and Rose for my favorite pair altogether. So this episode . . . kind of broke my heart a little bit.

Enough about me! Enjoy "Kill the Moon!"

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"Courtney Woods," Clara walked after the Doctor and Jessie as they headed towards the storage area. "Doctor, she has gone crazy! She's uncontrollable! She took your psychic paper!"

"Did she?" Jessie blinked.

"Yes, and she's been using it as fake ID!"

"She is?" Jessie raised an eyebrow at the Doctor.

"To get into museums?" the Doctor asked Clara.

"No, no, no, to buy White Lightning or alcopops or whatever," Clara shook her head.

"I've no idea what you're talking about," the Doctor frowned. "What . . . what is Courtney Woods?"

"She's one of my year tens," Clara answered. "She was in the TARDIS."

"The girl who threw up," Jessie clarified.

"Oh, her," the Doctor nodded. "Oh, that was ages ago."

"Look, she says that you told her that she wasn't special," Clara told the Doctor.

"Rubbish," he scoffed.

"She says that's what sent her off the rails."

"Pfft!"

"Doctor, did you say that to her?" Jessie folded her arms as they entered the storage area. When he didn't answer, she sighed. "Doctor, if you say that to somebody, that hurts, especially if it's her age. And, well . . . especially if you're you."

"It can affect her whole life," Clara nodded.

"Bah," the Doctor rolled his eyes, entering the TARDIS, then paused. "Oi!" he ran over to where Courtney was with paper towels, the Maximoffs conferring nearby. "Give over!"

"She's just cleaning up, Doctor," Pietro waved a hand.

"What?" the Doctor frowned.

"And I got these from the chemist," Courtney held up her arms, revealing magnetic bracelets.

"Vortex manipulators?"

"Travel sickness," she corrected.

"Good, because I don't like people being sick in my TARDIS. No being sick, and no hanky-panky."

"Doctor!" Clara stared.

"Sorry, that's the rules!"

"Then how many times have you and the Bad Wolf broken that rule, hmm?" Wanda tilted her head.

"Wanda!" Jessie blushed.

"That's different," the Doctor waved a hand. "We're married."

"Wait a moment, you are?" Courtney blinked, eyes wide. "You're married to the librarian? But she's younger than you!"

"Oh, my God," Jessie buried her red face in her hands, Pietro laughing at her obvious discomfort. "We are not having this discussion!"

"Look, Courtney," Clara walked over to her. "You're not going to be needing those because you're not going to be doing any traveling. Doctor, look, will you just . . . just tell her?"