Doctor Who The Doctor And Clara Novels & Stories

I’m about to turn around when the door behind me clicks shut. I spin around. Viktor is leaning against the closed door, arms crossed, scar pulling when he smiles. He’s been waiting. The realization hits me like ice water. “Looking for someone, Doctor?” His accent rolls slow and thick, making my name sound like something filthy. “Or were you hoping to find me?” My heart slams against my ribs. I keep my voice steady. “I was looking for Marta. Clearly I found the wrong basement rat instead.” He chuckles, pushing off the door and stepping closer. “Always with the sharp tongue. I like that about you. Makes me wonder how it would feel wrapped around my cock.”

“Who?” “She’s in the waiting room. I’ll bring her in to meet you,” Clara said, standing up. Before leaving, she gave my hand a reassuring squeeze. As I lay back against the pillows, trying to piece together the events, the door opened, and a middle-aged doctor walked in. His white coat swayed slightly as he approached with a clipboard in hand. “Good day, Mr. Philip. How are you feeling now?” he asked with a professional smile. “Better, I think,” I replied. “Thank you, Doctor.”

“You should be fine by evening.” Clara nodded silently. “Try not to hit your head on hard floors next time,” the doctor added awkwardly before leaving the room. The moment the door shut— Clara’s expression changed completely. The tears disappeared instantly. So did the trembling. Her eyes turned cold. Sharp. Calculating. Slowly, she looked around the room carefully to ensure nobody was nearby. Then she reached beneath the blanket and pulled out her phone. A dark smile curved against her lips. “Looks like Evelyn took the bait…” she murmured quietly.

"Good morning, may I ask for, Doctor Keiji?" said Dana to a nurse receptionist at the nurse station. "Doc. Is Ken what you're looking for?" he immediately turned to the female doctor who spoke from behind him. "Yes," he replied as he watched it from head to toe and back. "I'm Doc. Clara, I'm a close friend and co -worker of Doc. Ken," he introduced himself, putting one hand down to shake his hand. Dana didn't hesitate to touch it and just smiled on her lips.

I glared at him vehemently. "Alex! Let the man go.... He was talking about Clara... You just didn't listen. Calm down, guy." He said to me, pulling my hand down. "I was trying to tell you, sir.. You.. You didn't let me.." The doctor grumbled, pulling my hands from his shirt. I relaxed and stepped away. "I.. I'm sorry, doc. So... Sola is.. Alive?" I asked. The tears of relief that burned my eyes were begging so hard to be released.

“So this is when you decide to show up? It’s been over five hours. You don’t care about her at all. Didn’t you say you loved her? Now look at her condition. You and your family are murderers.Monsters, look around none of your fucked up family is here to see her.” Edwin stared down at her, his eyes cold. “Who are you to interfere in my family matters?” he said calmly. “She may be your friend, but stay in your lane.” “Please keep your voices down,” a nurse warned. “This is a hospital.” “Sorry,” Bella muttered, stepping back. The door to Clara’s room finally opened, and the doctor stepped out. Everyone turned to him at once. “She… is okay,” the doctor said. They released a shaky breath, gratefu

Therefore Clara entrusted her with Anthony. “Clara?” A doctor came out of the room and walked up to Clara with a tired face. Clara and Elena immediately ran to the doctor—hoping they would get some good news about Anthony’s condition. “How’s Anthony doing?” asked Clara. The doctor blinked when he saw Clara’s messy appearance. An oversized shirt and a boy’s training pants made her look like she was drowning. Not to mention her hair is tied messy. Clara lowered her head when she noticed her appearance. Because she was too panicked, she did not have time to go home to fix her appearance.

But now was different because it was not only her that was in the room. Gus stood by the doorway, Mr. Clark stood not too far from Selena, and another guy that Clary did not know was standing close to Mr. Clark. The strange man was wearing something a doctor would wear. He even had a name tag but Clary could not see it too clearly because she was a small distance from him. But she concluded that he was a doctor. Why would a doctor be here? Then it clicked in her mind. The doctor was there to do the abortion. “No,” Clary managed to say in a low tone as she tried to wake up from the floor but she noticed that she had been restrained.

“Is something wrong?” “No, it’s amazing!” Clara hurried over to the remote, her fingers flying over the buttons as she turned on the TV. The screen flickered to life, revealing a live broadcast. The title at the bottom read: **Dr. Sylvia Press Conference**. Her mother’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Is that…? No way. That’s Aurora!” Clara couldn’t contain her grin as she plopped down next to her mother. “Yes! Look! She’s talking about something relating to medicine, she’s now a doctor ! My sister is alive …She’s not dead , I knew it “

I added, my voice shaking. “Nothing close.. something like a personal reason, but I promise, I will sort this out and make sure i see with Dr Clara Myself” And for a moment, the name “Clara” rang a bell in my head, striking a nerve. I used to know a Clara but there was no way it could be the same Clara. The dead can’t be a doctor in the land of living. Even if she was alive, there was no way she could amount to being a doctor.