Chapter 6 - "Avia..."

Clara's PoV

Well, I felt really light as I looked around the room fluttering open my eyelids. I feel like I've slept for hours and still feel exhausted.

His jacket was there though draped on the back of the chair so he must be around.

My hormones are all over the place right now. I've only just woken up and feel like wanting crying.

'Clara?' An unmistakable voice said as it came around the corner of the bed.

'Doctor!' I said with no real enthusiasm as he climbed in the bed beside me. I put my head in his chest and tried to move to snuggle up next to him but that was a mistake as I was in considerable pain from my stomach.

'Easy, does it. It will hurt. But you did it. I told you, you could' he said and something about the way he said it was really chuffed and proud.

'Where is she?' I asked and he stopped smiling. 'Where is she?' I said nervously.

'She's in the baby unit but won't be for much longer. I've been waiting for you too wake up' he said and I was more confused than ever.

'I know this isn't what you want too hear, but there are complications' he said and I was stunned.

'There's always a complication...! I need to see her' I demanded. He jumped off the bed and stood in front of me. 'Are you going to help me or are you going to leave me too struggle?' I asked.

He thought about it for a moment. 'Wait there' he sighed leaving the room.

When he came back he had a wheelchair in hand and helped me into it. There was no way I could even think about walking right now. Even if I wanted too.

'Clara, were transferring her to unit so that Martha can help her' He said crouching down in front of the wheelchair before we went in.

'Why?' I asked.

'There's a few complications that we can't sort out here. We have to move her and Martha agrees, so I'm begging you to sign the paper work' he asked me.

'But she's here. Why can't they help her?' I asked confused. 'She's an alien Clara' he whispered in my ear and I understood what he was sort of trying to say to me.

'How soon?' I asked. 'This afternoon there transferring her... As long as you sign the paperwork' he said. I was shocked to say the least.

'This afternoon?' I said in a high pitch squeak.

'How long did I sleep for?' I asked. 'Oh well she was born yesterday morning, and now it's this morning' he said confused.

'Clara, it's okay don't cry, please. She weighs just over 5 pounds, and although there's complications we're sorting them out. You needed the sleep so I figured you should have the sleep' he said but this didn't help me.

I was really panicking now, and I looked up at him desperate for every possible answer he could give me to make me feel better but instead he kissed me.

As he did, I relaxed and all the tension and anxiety that was bubbling over melted in me and I felt instantly better, as I reciprocated and kissed him back.

He smirked as he let go 'Okay, I wasn't expecting that reaction out of you. I just kissed you to stop you talking and hopefully calm you down. Did it work?' He asked breathlessly.

I nodded and he went round the back of the wheelchair. 'Are you ready too meet your daughter?' He asked me and I breathed in heavily. 'Yes' I whispered.

'Hey there Clara' Louise said with what looked like the smallest little person I have ever seen in the plastic incubator.

She was laying on a white mattress and had a tiny pink baby grow on. On the baby grow there was a picture of a teddy bear, and by her head was the pink elephant I gave too Autumn. She had a thin pink blanket draped over her and was squirming away in the incubator.

The one thing that couldn't escape my notice was the tube lodged in her mouth. 'It's helping her breathe' he assured me from behind and went to sit in the chair.

'She's so much smaller than Autumn' I whispered and he gripped my hand.

'You can touch her Clara' Louise said. 'How?' I asked. 'Just slip your hands in the holes, and you can stroke her hand and even her head' she assured me so I did exactly that.

She was just as breathtaking as Autumn was. I touched her tiny hand and could feel just how tiny and fragile she really was.

'You need a name. We can't transfer her to another hospital without a name' she said. She left the room and I could sense that someone else was waiting to come in, but The Doctor halted them.

I turned to him looking for help. 'What do we call her Doctor?' I asked and he looked at me.

'I don't know. You said Autumn's name just came to you but I can't think of any names. You had a whole list, there must be one that fits her face' he said and he was right.

There was one name that I had in mind.

He started babbling on about something else now, just to take my mind off the fact that my baby was ill. My Dad, the government blah blah and then I just came straight out with it

'Avia'

'What?' He said and I smiled, still stroking her hand.

'Her name: Avia Oswald' I said chuffed and he agreed. 'I like it' he confirmed and put his hand in the other hole, he was carefully stroking her little leg.

'Does Autumn know?' I asked him and he nodded.

'She knows, Amy told her but I don't think she really understands' he admitted and I laughed.

'When she's transferred and we've sorted her out, we'll get Autumn to come and see her' he assured me.

'So do we have a name?' Louise asked silently slipping in the room again.

'Avia' I said and wrote it down, and then she left the room again.

'Where did you get this baby grow from?' I asked him and he grinned.

'Well, I had to argue with the Tardis to provide me with a more fitting baby grow, so I searched and argued with the her until she finally gave me one that would sort of fit her. Then it had to be sterilised but it's okay now' he admitted and I smiled.

I was trying really hard not to get upset again but my hormones are all over the place again and I couldn't stop myself from crying.

He did what any self respecting man would do to get there wife to stop crying and kissed me again.

I was nervous to say the least. I wanted so badly for him to be there this time.

He promised he would meet me at the Hospital, but was it just an excuse to get away from me and run away again? I don't know.

He never signed up for one baby. Why would he stick around for 2?

I go back to work tomorrow, which is why today was the perfect time for me to have the scan.

I waited patiently at 1.30pm in the waiting room, looking around at all the other mothers that were here, and memories of last time came flooding back, and how I nearly aborted Autumn.

I sighed in instant relief when he came into the ward at 1.36pm (Not that I was counting or constantly checking the time... But I was) and he looked at me.

'You look nervous' he said to me and I looked at him, grabbing his hand.

'Honestly. I'm just glad you showed up' I said and he kissed my forehead. 'I told you I'm not going anywhere' he assured me. 'I said I would come to the scan and here I am... So you can relax' he said.

I smiled at the thought and hoped that eventually I will get too a place where I trust that he's not going to do a bunk.

He's hung around this long, so that must tell me something.

'Clara Oswald?' Louise, my midwife and nurse looked over.

'Nice to see you again Clara' she smiled as I went in.

'So how can I help you this time?' She asked. 'Well I'm pregnant. And I need to know how many weeks... Plus this kind of stuff is routine' I pointed out.

'Jump up then' she said. 'When was your last period?' She asked going through all the same boring, routine questions.

'Mid November' I informed her.

I sat up on the bed a lot less nervous this time around, knowing that I was definitely keeping this baby.

I felt a bit self conscious of the fact that he was watching this. It's not like he's never seen me naked, but my stomach was kind of on display to the world right now.

'7 and a half weeks by the looks of things' she said and I gasped. 'How can it be that long?' I questioned.

'That would have been your birthday Clara' he said all of a sudden piping up out the corner.

'Oh my god the pool' I said confirming that he was probably right.

Doctors PoV

'Okay Clara. Your not a child so I'm going to to put this plainly. We need to transfer her, and we need to do it now' I told her.

'Why?' She questioned and Martha came in.

'I think I'll explain' Martha said and I was glad that I recognise her. She helped through the physio with my back so I trust her with my life.

'She needs a blood transfusion Clara. In fact she needs more than one' Martha said sitting in front of me.

'Why can't that be done here? Surely it's safer too keep her here than move her?' I questioned. 'Clara, she's not all human. She can't have regular blood' Martha said and I was confused.

I looked to The Doctor for some help but he looked nervous about what comes next.

'In order for her to have any chance at pulling through this, she needs a blood transfusion, and because she's an alien... We have too move her to monitor her' Martha said.

'What blood type does she have then?' I asked and that's when he stood up.

'You have to understand that it will be in Avia's best interest and that Autumn will understand why we did it when she grows up' he said.

My eyes widened. 'Has Autumn been here?' I asked. 'No. But there is only one other person in the known universe that has the same blood type as Avia' Martha said making me gasp.

'You can't get a not even two year old yet to give blood' I said and Martha looked at me comfortingly. 'It's not going to harm her Clara. Because she's like him, her blood comes back quicker. We can take two units from Autumn in one hit and that will be plenty enough for Avia' she said.

'Two units? I swear you can only take one?' I asked. 'Normally yes. But she's alien, and we will have to run a few tests before we do it anyway. Which is why none of this can be done here' Martha assured me.

I trusted everything that she was saying, and so I agreed that this is what we were going to have to do.

Then a thought occurred.