"Shall I drop you home before I pick up Maia?" Harry asked turning to Clara in the car as they drove along in complete silence. Her head was down and she was staring at her hands as she fiddled with the edge of her skirt.

"No ill go in and get Maia." Clara suddenly snapped out of her daze and sat a little more upright, willing to seem more active.

"Alright." Harry agreed as he turned into Maia's nursery to pick her up. Clara got out of the car and held the door shut taking a deep breath of the fresh air.

"Hi Maia." Clara said spotting her holding hands with one of the teachers as she must of been the only one left to be picked up by their parent.

"Mama." Maia squealed desperately seeing her and ran as fast as her legs would take her to Clara. She picked the little girl and held her on her hip for a moment.

"I am so sorry. There was an incident at work, I uh came over all funny and fainted, but mummy won't be late again I promise." Clara spoke to the woman at the door before saying the last bit to Maia poking her little arm as she spoke.

"Oh are you alright? How are you?" The woman asked as Clara held the girl on her hip gently.

"I'm okay now, feeling much better actually." Clara hummed starting to walk away. "I'll see you tomorrow." She waved and made Maia wave as they walked back to the car.

"Dada." Maia exclaimed as Clara lifted her into her car seat and started to strap her in tightly and securely.

"Yes daddy's there." She smiled as she took her time doing up the seatbelt and strapping her in. Clara then closed the car door and got back in the front seat.

"Talking much, I want to get back to work if you're not sick." Harry groaned as she put her seatbelt on.

"Just drive." Clara huffed leaning behind her smiling at Maia making sure she was definitely okay and to give her a reassuring face that she knows so she doesn't get too scared. Maia was actually sleep quite quickly and before they even got home which was like a 5 minute drive for them.

Clara got out, helped Maia out of her car seat and lifted her onto her hip all before Harry had even stepped out of the car. She zoomed ahead of him using her key to get into the flats and then not even wait to get the lift with him up to their flat.

"Oh very polite of you, not holding the lift." Harry shook his head seeing Clara put Maia into her crib for her afternoon nap. She dismissed him and went to their room rumbling through her draws for her pyjamas or at least some comfortable clothes. Today was strange and she just wanted to sleep for a bit. "What are you doing?" He suddenly asked following her.

"I'm tired, I'm taking a nap." Clara moaned at him turning on the baby monitor and placing it on the desk next to her bed.

"You want me to stay here and look after Maia?" Harry suggested kindly.

"No I'd rather you didn't. You have work to do remember?" She said, because he had made it very clear that this was all a massive inconvenience to him and that he had to leave work to pick her up.

"That was a joke, I don't mind honestly." Harry suddenly changed his tune.

"I can manage, so do what you like." Clara offered him. But weirdly, when Clara thought he was going to leave given the opportunity, he stayed. Harry walked away leaving her in bed and sat in Maia's room watching her sleep.

Of course Clara didn't realise this until she woke up an hour later that afternoon and found Harry playing with Maia in her room. The girl was stood in her crib holding Harry's hands and bouncing up and down giggling.

"You stayed." She mumbled in disbelief.

"It was important." Harry responded before lifting Maia as high as he could above his head and then placing her on his shoulders.

"Don't do that it's dangerous." Clara smiled poking his chest gently.

"No it's not." Harry laughed holding her carefully on his shoulders.

"She'll fall." Clara laughed back.

"No she won't will you Maia?" Harry made the little girl giggle by tickling her toes.

"Daddy's being silly." Clara said holding her hand up for Maia to hold on to.

"Daddy, silly." Maia squealed letting go off Clara's hand and banging both her hand on his head screeching with laughter as her parents laughed along with her.

"Mama." Maia said slowly getting bored after a long time of playing. Harry took her off his shoulders and Clara extended her hands to take her off of him. "Mama." She repeated.

She took Maia in her arms and smiled at Harry. It was like everything that had happened this morning didn't matter all of a sudden and they could just be a family.

- - - - -

It must have been about midnight when Clara woke up coughing. She knew she was still getting rid of her cold and decided to get up and get some water from the kitchen. She climbed out tiredly and made it to the kitchen grabbing a glass and filling it.

She took a sip as she turned around and she stared at what had seen. The doctor was sat on one of their dining chairs staring at her.

"What the fuck, you scared me." Clara yelled but quickly quietened down knowing Maia was in the next room. She

"I wanted to speak to you." The doctor said standing up.

"No, hell no, you need to leave." Clara freaked out placing her water on the side and stepped as far away from him as she could trying to stop him from advancing any closer to her.

"Clara--"

At this point Clara got so scared she picked up the nearest knife and held it up in front of her pointing directly at the doctor. It scared him a little and he backed off a little.

"No, no 'Clara.' You're a stranger and weird one at that. Ever since you've come into my life it's been hell and I've tried to ignore it but it's time for you to leave." She was shaking whilst she spoke, like she was scared of him. Her hand was shaking meaning the knife was wobbling in her hand.

"You don't remember--" the doctor backed off.

"Remember what?" She snapped at him extending his hand forcefully to put emphasis on the sharp object she held between her fingers.

"Clara what happened today?" He asked stepping towards her calmly to make sure she knew he wasn't trying to hurt her.

"I fainted-- I-- I don't remember." Clara said looking at him weirdly. "You! You were the man who brought me inside that Sandra mentioned."

"I might have been." The Doctor shrugged.

"What were you doing at my school?" She spoke through gritted teeth holding the knife out straight now and pointed at him.

"I came to show you something, but you fainted before I got the chance. It doesn't matter now." The Doctor confessed stepping closer to Clara.

"Back. Away." She spat.

"You don't have to do this." He told her gently. "This isn't the Clara I know."

"You don't know me!" She shouted a little louder starting to get distressed and tears forming in the corner of her eyes. The knife was planted firmly in her hand and she threatened him by walking closer.

"I do." Harry appeared at the doorway. "Clara..."

"No!" She screamed turning and suddenly pointing it at Harry.

"Stop this now Clara. Nobody is trying to hurt you." Harry assured her stepping away, holding up his hands like he was innocent and glancing at the doctor quickly making sure he was okay.

"Just put the knife down." The Doctor whispered taking a step forward.

"Don't tell me what to do!" She lashed out spinning round to him again and screaming but she didn't get him. She intend on actually getting him either. The room went silent an suddenly the piercing screaming of a child crying filled the room.

"Maia." Clara breathed so only herself could really hear.

"Put it down Clara." Harry insisted. "Maia need her mum and you can't do anything the way you are now." She slowly lowered her hand, "there we are yeah? Come on give it to me." He said extending a hand.

She placed it in his hand and he put it back in the draw safely. Clara collapsed into tears and her hands came to her face covering it up from the world.

"I'm sorry." She sobbed completely embarrassed. "Something came over me I'm sorry." She repeated as Harry embraced her in a tight hug and kisses her head through her hair.

"Shh." He hushed her. "It'll be alright, it's fine." He told her, slowly quietening her sobs so she was now crying into his chest. Harry made eye contact with the doctor who then took the signal and went to Maia to get her to stop crying.

Harry was completely tired and felt the whole thing was just a dream. To him he felt it a nightmare and it played out just like one. But this was real life.