12th Doctor Clara Novels & Stories

But it seems this nightmare has brought to light all the doubts that have been haunting me since. As difficult as it is to accept the thought… Clara may not have been the murder. The first thing I do is rush to the hospital to check Elder Claude. I sit by his bedside, watching the IV drip into his veins. He looks pale and sickly, showing no signs of waking. “How is he?” I ask the doctor standing nearby. The doctor shakes his head sadly. “Not great, but getting better, hopefully. The wolfsbane in his body was at a critical level by the time we got to him. The best we can do now is flush it out slowly with IV treatment.”

Celeste smiled sarcastically as she turned her back to leave and as soon as she left, Clive locked the door. 'She has never changed.' as Clive lets out a sigh of relief. Clive started unbuttoning his long sleeved shirt and wiped sweat all over. He don't know if this sweat is still the sweat from the emergency situation or because of Celeste's presence a moment ago. When he was done, he immediately fixed his self and went out of the bathroom. "Oh! Finally, you are done, Dr. Aster! What took you so long? "It is hard to reach up to my back. But I've managed it already."

She sat on the stool before pulling it near the bed I was laying on. "Trying to stay sane." She chuckled slightly, "I meant as any weird symptoms like nausea, vomiting, or something? Any odd feelings?" I frowned, shaking my head. "No, I feel fine." "For now," Clara added. "For now?" I looked at her but she chose to avoid my questioning gaze. Doctor Ruby sighed, turning to Clara as they stared at each other in silence- meaning they were talking in their mind-link. She sighed again as Clara's expressions darkened before she calmed her facial features and put on a poker face.

My breath caught. Normani. I couldn’t stop the tears. I slowly walked over and sat by her side, gently taking her hand. There were tubes everywhere. Machines surrounded her. “N-Normani... After sixteen years apart, this is how I find you?” I whispered, crying. If not for the rise and fall of her chest, I would’ve thought she was gone. “I missed you so much. Did you know I got every doll and dress you sent? I kept them all. I wanted to wear them again, but... they don’t fit anymore,” I said with a soft laugh, even as my tears kept falling.

She looks up at me with her big blue eyes, hands at her side. “Oh…I’m sorry. My doctor said I should spend my time with familiar people and Adrian was kind enough to accompany me on this retreat when I asked,” Clara’s voice slightly trembles, her eyes glossing over. “I assumed that it would be okay with you since you’re busy with someone else.”

Clara said, her eyes misty with tears. My heart beat fast against my chest, as I watched the doctor approach Kiera's mother. I really hoped that he would not realise that she was a hybrid. If he got to know that ...would there even be anything that I could do to save these people? Clara grabbed my hand and held it tightly, her eyes telling me not to worry. I sighed, deciding to trust Clara, she was someone with a lot of tricks up her sleeves, and I had learned not to question how she did things.

The woman who called me looked sadly at a Doctor, which is why my eyes turned to them too. "Doc Demion, why can't she recognize me?" The girl who said I was her sister was obviously worried. "It's because of the traumatic experience of her brain from the plane crash. We'll check her time by time. For now, I'll give you some privacy to talk.” The doctor said. When the Doctor left, she immediately came to me and called me, as well as the somewhat elderly woman. "Celine, I'm Mommy and this is Cyrille—your sister." An elderly woman was crying while squeezing both of my hands.

So much to the point that even hypnotherapy could not erase the love he had for her? There was a long, tense pause before the doctor and nurse eventually spoke to Clara and checked on her. The ambulance soon arrived at Solaria and took Clara to Solaria Maternity Hospital for her medical checkup. The medical team with specialist doctors had been waiting for Clara's arrival. After the medical report came out, they began discussing Clara's condition, but Clara did not know Wilson was also present at the doctor's meeting. Later, the nurse took Clara back to the ward. Clara then saw her mother and Yanny, whom she felt as though she had not seen for many years.

The girl's cheeks turned crimson red as she immediately filled her mouth with the cup's content to avoid answering the questions. "I know you," I looked directly at her, "You were the doctor, weren't you?" She shrugged, a small prideful smile on her lips, "I am, and your husband's cousin," My mouth dropped a little, but seriously, were these people everywhere? What else didn't I know? "And Noah's muse, Clara, you forgot that" "Amaraaa!" Clara whined, walking towards the counter where we all stood, "You have to stop screaming it out to everyone you meet; told you it wasn't serious yet..."

He let out a mild smile that didn't stretch a single muscle around his mouth, and turned on his heel and left the room, closing the transparent glass door behind him. Clara stretched to ensure the medical personnel were out of sight before turning to cough a word to Naomi. “What was the meaning of that? And why did the Doctor address me as Miss Carmen?” “Shhhh… even with your condition, you still lack brains.” She fired a shot that reached Naomi's core. “You're pissed? Why? Chill, don't upset the bandages on your face. They may fall off and expose your little secret.” Clara fired on. Naomi gasped, taking in the brain behind her name change effected by Clara.