"Doctor?" Clara had called about 8 o'clock whilst tapping his door slowly. The Doctor slipped his sonic screwdriver out of sight as she opened the door slowly. "Sorry, I didn't mean to intrude but could you watch Maia while I take a shower? Usually I'd get a friend or neighbour round but you're here... Do you mind?" That's exactly what he needed. Spending time with a child of Clara's that wasn't his. He internally sighed.

"Of course. Go shower." The Doctor laughed standing up in his full tweed and walking out of the bedroom.

"Thank you so much." Clara breathed smiling happily at him. "10 minutes I promise." She smiled walking into the bathroom with a towel.

"Take as long as you need." The doctor laughed disappearing into Maia's room. It was painted a perfect pink, with decorations all stereotypically for a girl, but eh Clara was rather girly when it came to her daughter so what?

He walked over to Maia's crib and smiled seeing the 10 month old baby smiling up at him reaching her arms above her head shouting an incessant tone of "Up, up, up." Until finally The Doctor picked her up and rested her on his hip. Maybe she wasn't so bad after all, she was just the spitting image of Clara. Her, No one else, Clara. Maia's soft brown hair and big brown eyes... He was quite glad of these.

It wasn't that he didn't like Harry. He was just jealous of course, because he didn't abandon Clara and then later find out that Clara mysteriously can't remember him.

It was gut-wrenching when he had first seen Clara after four years since he abandoned her and she had not remembered him. He remembered the day quite well. The Doctor had landed the Tardis not too far from her flat and he was leaping up the steps, fully intending to apologise for skipping their last weeks Wednesday adventure when Clara walked straight pass him. He didn't dare say anything. So he did it again the next day and she still didn't blink an eye lid. It was then that he looked at his watch.

Four years.

Four years since his last visit. He almost broke down into tears he felt so bad. But it still didn't explain why she didn't remember him. So he spent months trying to figure it out, basically stalking Clara's every move. But nothing. So he decided to "Accidentally" bump into Harry at the shop asking for a place to stay.

It worked none the less. He was here, he was talking to his Clara. Only problem was, she couldn't remember him.

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"Doctor? I'm going down the shops later. We have like no food after last night. Did you wanna maybe come?" Clara asked shuffling past the doctor to pick up Maia and hold her on her hip.

"Oh I don't want to bother you. I've already over stayed my welcome." The Doctor responded secretly wanting to shout "Yes!" To her invitation.

"Don't worry about that. I've kinda gotten used to you actually. If that doesn't sound too weird. And I can go insane the days Harry's at work, I mean it's a long time with no one but a baby to talk to." Clara laughed, also secretly hoping he would keep her company. She didn't want to be on her own, she was bored of being on her own when Harry was at work.

"Well I'm more than happy to accompany you, but if you want me to leave just say so." The doctor smiled cheerfully, happy she wanted him to come along.

Maia was placed into her pushchair where she repeated 'Ush Chair' over and over until they got to the elevator to take them down to the ground floor in their block of flats. "Yes, Maia its you're push chair" Clara would often say in return to Maia's small words she would speak.

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"Okay where should we start?" The Doctor said happily checking the list that Clara had neatly wrote out for him. They wandered into town together heading towards the super market.

"Actually... I was thinking we'd grab lunch or something. I'm starving and if we shop we have to go home straight away because of the cold stuff will go bad." Clara sulked.

"Food... Sounds great." The Doctor agreed smiling. They stumbled upon a small restaurant and had a lovely lunch together. They chatted mainly about Clara. What books she was into and what Maia was up to. They mentioned what the Doctor did a few times but he lied or changed the subject most of the time.

It was a pleasant lunch and after they shopped for a good while before returning home exhausted to an empty house. "Oh that funny. It's 5 o'clock... Harry should be home by now. He said today he'd be home early... Harry?" Clara called shouting through the hallway of the flat.

No sign of him at all. Clara thought that this was unusual but brushed it off because it's not unusual that work hours change for him. He was a busy guy. The Doctor however was concerned a little but also brushed it off.

They placed Maia on the floor in the lounge whilst they watch television but they ended up watching more of Maia as she crawled between Clara and the doctor. Her tiny hands would often grip Clara's knees tightly at an attempt to pull herself to her feet. But everything she tried, she fell back on her bum straight away.

Then suddenly, maybe because he had longer legs but Maia's pulled at The Doctors trousers and then pulled herself up into a standing position. Clara's eyes widened and she couldn't help the gasp that escaped her mouth but then she rushed over to Maia and praised her by clapping and kissing her forehead. Maia stood there for a while just bending her legs up and down whilst gripping the doctors trousers tightly.

"She's never done this before?" The Doctor asked her.

"Nope..." Clara laughed picking Maia up before she fell over again and giving her a big hug and a kiss to which Maia giggled and laughed uncontrollably.