Chapter 21 - "Complications..."

Clara's PoV

'Morning' the director said to me and eyed up my arm. 'The cast will be off by opening night... That's a promise' I said to him.

'I read about that accident online. All okay now though?' He asked.

'Yeah.' I smiled and headed to the stage with my script.

It's mid September now so John had gone back to filming. There's not a whole lot he can do right now, but there trying there best to weave him into the Christmas special without causing injury.

Opening night here is October 20th and runs for 3 weeks, of which at that point I'll be on the brink of 3 and a half months.

It's complicated. Really complicated but we haven't even had a scan yet. We're not even in the same country... That's how complicated things are at the moment.

'Good news. The flat upstairs has gone on sale, and I've negotiated a decent deposit' he said down the phone.

'For a flat?' I asked shocked.

'Yeah. It's all yours... If you want to have it. I mean you don't have to live in  Wales' he said. He was right he had given me complete options.

But I couldn't do that to him, and I know I can't do this on my own. I need him for this, and I sure as hell don't want him to miss out on his child. Weather it's wanted or not.

'When are you coming back to Wales?' He asked.

Two and half weeks time... For my 12 scan' I whispered.

We were doing all this in a hospital in Wales seeing as that's where we're going to be living.

He thinks that I'm above living with him. I'll spend most of my time around him and be at his flat all the time, but still he wants us to live apart.

I personally think it's for publicity reasons, but whatever gets us through this I suppose.

'Well I'll see you then I suppose' I said to him and I know he pouted on the other end. 'What Date is it?' He questioned.

'October 15th. 1pm' I said and he agreed.

Johns PoV

'How's Clara?' Kaz asked. Kaz has really helped helped me through since the accident seeing as Richard is in Scotland and Clara's in London.

We don't know how long I'll be on crutches for so we're trying to do a lot of scenes where I can stand still or are bending down, and a lot of mid shots instead of whole body shots on me.

'She's fine. I think... She doesn't have a cast anymore. She's just got a fabric cast now meaning that the rehearsals for her play is easier'

'Oh yeah when's opening night? I want to come and see. Let me know ticket price wise' she said and I laughed. 'October 20th'

'How's is she gonna be in a play at three months pregnant?'

'Nobody will be able too tell. She's not gained any weight yet'

'It won't be that way for long John'

'I know. But after the play she's coming to Wales. She said she wants to and I'm not going to fight her. I want to be part of this baby's life no matter what it does to me. Then we'll sort everything out. Everything well need whilst I balance still being on set'

'Okay everyone, ready?' Steven asked as I hobbled into place and handed the crutches over to one of the PAs.

'Action'

AMY: 'So, you were kicked out of the FBI because you had attitude problems?'

CANTON: 'No, I just wanted to get married'

AMY: Is that a crime?

CANTON: 'Yes. Doctor who, exactly?'

AMY: Ah. That's classified'

CANTON: 'Classified by who?'

AMY: 'God knows'

CANTON: 'Do you work for him?'

AMY: 'He's my friend, if friend is the right word. I haven't seen him in a while. I had something I wanted to tell him, but stuff always gets in the way'

CANTON: 'Stuff does that'

Help me! Help! Help me!

CANTON: 'That's her'

DOCTOR: 'Amy?'

Help me! Please!

DOCTOR: 'What's wrong?'

AMY: 'I need to tell you something. It's important. It's really, really important'

CANTON: 'Doctor, quickly!'

DOCTOR: 'What, now? Canton! Canton, are you okay?'

AMY: 'Is he all right?'

DOCTOR: 'Just unconscious. Got a proper whack'

AMY: 'Doctor, I need to tell you something. I have to tell you it now'

DOCTOR: 'Not a great moment'

AMY: 'No, it's important. It has to be now'

Help! Help me! Help me!

AMY: Doctor, I'm pregnant.

'Cut'. 'Oh my god. I did not see that one coming' I said as I was handed back the crutches.

'What I'm intrigued to know is how it all happens?'

'Your 24 Kaz. I think you know how' I smirked. 'No you idiot. It's all as you would like to say "Timey Wimey and complicated"'

'I suppose' I grinned hobbling off set.

Clara's PoV

'One thing. He's not the only one in this mess. He promised' I said pacing the waiting room complaining to Lilly.

She was off of Drama school for half term, so she said she'd come to the scan in case of an event like this.

'I'm sure he just got caught up on set. He's probably on his way as we speak. Either that or he's trying to sneak in'

'I don't want him to sneak. I just want him here. He gives me a whole speech about how he wants to be involved and wants to be a great father but the one thing that will prove this he can't make it for. October 15th 1pm. He promised. And not so much as a bloody phone call.'

'Clara Oswald?' A voice called and I was on the brink of tears. Genuine tears beginning to form.

The appointment was running 10 minutes late giving him 10 extra minutes to be on time but no. Even then he can't make it.

'He's probably on his way'

'If he can't make it for the bloody scan... What chance have I got? What about the birth? Or hospital appointments? Check ups? School trips? School parents evenings?'

'Woah. Your thinking way into the future there Clara. You'll be panicking about what university it's going to go too next. It's only just 12 weeks developed. Calm down'

I took a deep breath and followed the nurse to an empty room.

Johns PoV

'Jesus I'm so late' I said as I approached the desk. 'Oswald. Clara. Clara Oswald?' I panted and she looked me up and down like I was a rapist. In her defence I was wearing the thick hoodie again to be unrecognised.

'Room 401. Knock before entering. In fact I'll take you myself' she said standing and tapped on the door.

'Hi there's a gentleman out here goes by the name of...?' She asked looking at me.

'John Smith' I said and the nurse on the other side suddenly opened the door. 'Your just in time' she said and I could see Clara's scolding look.

As I walked in, I shut the door behind me and could feel Lilly's glaze behind me.

I pulled the hoodie off and stood next to the bed. I wasn't too sure how much comforting she wanted so just kept my distance.

'Are you the father?'

'Yes' I responded and she turned around.

'I understand this is going to be a high profile case?' She asked. 'It's complicated... My publicist will be in touch' I said.

Then she ran the scan.

I watched Clara's face for any indication as to how she felt about all this.

She winced at the blue gel, but was mesmerised - as was I - by the tiny flutter on screen.

'Everything looks okay, and the baby looks happy and healthy so all seems really positive' she said continuing to run the scanner around.

'Due date?' Clara asked through a thick voice which was when I grabbed her hand because I could see it was all becoming too much.

'March some time. Possibly Mach 30th. Just in time for Easter' she said.