Just something I thought about because it would get extremely confusing (since there are two Jenny's (the Time Lords daughter and Jenny Flint whose is married to Vastra) the Time Lords Jenny will be called Jen (just like they nickname her sometimes) from now on if the two characters are together somewhere.

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Araya sat quietly in the carriage beside her mother, with her father the opposit side. The two older Time Lords talking with Vasta through a communication device in the carriage. The Stone gave the Doctor a slightly annoyed and pointed look.

Her husband had to go and open his big mouth, he couldn't help himself and now their daughter was in danger because of it. It was the one reason she didn't want Araya to know about 'downstairs' just yet. She didn't want to lose her daughter.

"How refreshing to see you taking an interest again," Vastra said through the terribly advanced comms device for the Victorian era. "Was she nice?" The Silurian questioned, referring to Clara.

The Doctor grumbled knowing Vastra was trying to get him in trouble even more so than he already was. He knew as soon as they were back on the TARDIS she'd let him have it and this time there were no companions about to rescue him. "I just spoke to her."

"And made your usual impact, no doubt," Vastra replied.

"No, no impact at all." He said squeezing Araya's hand, remembering why they were doing this. "Those days are over."

"You can't help yourself," Vastra said. "It's the same story every time. And it always begins with the same two words."

"She'll never be able to find me again." He replied with a firm voice. "She doesn't even have the name. Doctor." He frowned at Vastra's statement. What two words?"

Clara's head appeared through the hatch above the carriage. Araya yelped loudly. The Stone was quick to protectively wrap her arms around her child only to sigh in annoyance and frustration as she registered who rather than what had scared her daughter.

"Doctor?" Clara asked, her head poking through the hatch now, her face upside down, a smile on her lips. "Doctor who?"

The Time Lady shot her husband a dark look while the Doctor growled, clearly not at all impressed.

×××

Strax the Sontaran watched a man step into a carriage on the other side of a railing while the Stone stood within the snowy Victorian street. The Doctor was studying the snow on the ground while the woman who scared the young Time Lady was currently rocking the carriage back and forth trying to find a way to escape. "They've taken samples from snowmen all over London," Strax informed the Time Lord. "What do you suppose they're doing in there?"

"This snow is new." The Doctor hummed as he lightly rubbed it between his fingers. "Possibly alien." He glanced up at the Stone from where he was crouched close to the ground. "When you find something brand new in the world, something you've never seen before, what's the next thing you look for?"

"A grenade," Strax answered in an instant. The Doctor rolled his eyes.

The Stone narrowed her eyes at him and covered Araya's ears. "Please don't talk about war strategies in front of my daughter Strax."

"Sorry." He apologised.

"A profit." The Doctor answered his question rhetorically. "That's Victorian values for you."

"Ma'am." Strax nodded at the Time Lady. She sighed and covered her daughter's ears again, at least he warned her this time. "I suggest a full frontal assault with automated laser monkeys, scalpel mines and acid."

The Doctor frowned not understanding how it at all linked to what was happening. "Why?"

"Couldn't we at least investigate?"

"It's none of our business." The Stone shook her head and released Araya's ears, the girl giggling to herself.

"Sir, permission to express my opposition to your current apathy?" He asked the Doctor.

"Permission granted."

"Sir, I am opposed to your current apathy."

The Stone rolled her eyes. "What a surprise."

"Let me out!" Clara began to shout from the carriage.

"Thank you, Strax. And if ever I'm in need of advice from a psychotic potato dwarf, you'll certainly be the first to know."

"But if the snow is new and alien, shouldn't we be making some attempt to destroy it?" The Sontaran asked. "Be reasonable."

"Let me out!"

The Doctor narrowed his eyes at the Sontarian. "Dear." The Stone nodded and covered Araya's ears again, causing her to pout at being left out of the conversation. "It is not our problem. Over a thousand years of saving the universe, Strax, you know the one thing we learned? The universe doesn't care."

"Mummy I want to listen!" Araya huffed, shouting in frustration.

"Sorry darling." She released her daughter's ears and picked her up, placing the young Time Lady on her hip. "Daddy had to have a grown-up talk with Strax."

"In this cab," Clara shouted again making them all look towards the carriage. "Oi, Doctor! Let me out! Are you listening to me?"

"Now, we have a problem of our own to worry about." The Doctor remarked.

"Let me out!" She ordered as they walked over. The Stone opened the door with the hand not holding her daughter and sat next to Clara. The Doctor on the other with Araya who climbed across her mother to sit on his lap.

"Don't worry." The Doctor reassured, speaking to Clara. "No one's going to hurt you."

The woman looked at them for a moment before spotting Strax. "What is that thing?"

"Silence, boy!" Araya giggled at the Sontaran's outburst.

"That's Strax." The Stone answered looking slightly annoyed but less than she would be seeing her daughter giggling. "And as you can see, he's easily confused."

"Silence, girl." He corrected himself. "Sorry, lad."

The Time Lady shook her head at the Sontarian while Araya laughed more at the potato-looking alien.

"Sontaran." The Doctor hummed. "Clone warrior race. Factory produced, whole legions at a time." The Doctor explained to Clara who was still looking unsure. "Two genders is a bit further than he can count." Araya giggled at her father.

"Sir, do not discuss my reproductive cycle in front of enemy girls." He asked mumbling the last bit. "It's embarrassing."

"Young ears present Strax." The Time Lady warned, eyes darting down to her daughter still on the Doctor's lap.

The Doctor looked at Clara. "Typical middle child of six million."

"Who are you?" She asked.

"It doesn't matter because you're about to forget that you and I ever met."

"We'll need the worm." The Doctor didn't reply as Strax got up. "Sir." He nodded and left to get it.

"You'll need the what?" Clara looked at the Time Lords in alarm. "The worm? What worm?"

Araya smiled. "Don't worry, it won't hurt, but if you touch it you forget everything daddy said to you."

Strax returned a few moments later empty-handed making them all frown. "Where is it?"

"Where's what, sir?"

Araya frowned, "Daddy sent you off to get the memory worm?"

"Did he?" Strax looked at the Time Lord and eyed him. "Did you? When? Who's he? What are we doing here?" He smiled looking up. "Look, it's been snowing!"

The Stone sighed. "You didn't use the gauntlets, did you?"

"Why would I need the gauntlets? Do you want me to get the memory worm?"

The Doctor pointed at him in frustration. "You."

×××

Araya's giggling was not at all helpful in the current situation with Strax being under the carriage trying to find the memory worm that had escaped because Strax forgot to put it back in the jar after touching it and forgetting he had gone to retrieve it in the first place. "Well, can you see it?" The Doctor asked.

"I think I can hear it." He informed. Clara started giggling with Araya. "Oi, don't try to run away." He pointed at her. "Stay where you are."

"Why would I run?" She questioned. "I know what's going to happen next and it's funny."

"What's funny?"

"Well, your little pal, for a start." She nodded at the carriage. "He's an ugly little fella, isn't he?"

The Stone narrowed her eyes. "Even if he is, he gave his life for a friend of ours once."

"Then how come he's alive?"

"Another friend of ours brought him back." The Doctor added. "I'm not sure all his brains made the return trip!"

"Neither am I."

"I can see it," Strax informed.

"Ooo!" The Doctor's eyes brightened. "Can you reach it? Have you got it?"

"Got what, sir?" The Stone took in a deep sigh and looked down at Araya as she began giggling again only to grow quiet when the Doctor let out an annoyed huff.

Clara held up the large gloves. "Because these are the gauntlets, aren't they?"

"Sir, emergency!" Strax shouted terrified. "I think I've been run over by a cab."

Araya giggled yet again as her mother picked the child up and shot her a look. She eventually stopped and the Doctor used the gauntlets to pick up the large white memory worm.

"There you go. One touch and you lose about an hour of your memory. Let it bite you and you could lose decades." He set it in the jar.

"And you're still not trying to run." The Stone raised a brow.

"I don't understand how the snowman built itself. I'll run once he's explained."

"Clara who?" The Doctor asked.

"Doctor who?" He countered.

"Oh, dangerous question." He warned.

"What's wrong with dangerous?"

"The snow emits a low-level telepathic field."

"My snowman..." Clara murmured.

"It seems to reflect people's thoughts and memories and because it's unusual, somehow it carries a previous shape and-"

"Sweetheart..." the Stone warned backing up and tightening her grip on Araya.

"No, Doctor. My snowman." Clara said making him turn around.

"Ah! Interesting. Well, were you thinking about it?"

"Yes." She answered as another appeared on the other side of them.

"Well, stop. Clara, stop thinking about the snowmen!" The snowman facing them breathed snowflakes making them all duck.

"Araya close your eyes." The Time Lady ordered holding her child's head to her neck to make sure even if she did open them she wouldn't see anything.

"Clara, listen to me." The Doctor looked at her. "The snow's feeding off your thoughts."

"I don't understand."

"You're caught in their telepathic field." He explained. "They're mirroring you. The more you think about the snowmen, the more they appear. Imagine them melting. Picture it. Picture them melted!"

The Doctor closed his eyes tightly hugging his wife and child before they were all splashed with cold icy water.

"Well, very good." He nodded while the Stone brought a towel out of her pocket to wipe what water got on Araya's face, the girl shivering in the cold. "Very, very good. Ha!"

Araya blinked and looked around. "That was cold, mummy."

"Yes, it was." The Stone nodded. "I promise to run you a bath when we are back in the TARDIS darling." She whispered making her smile.

"Is that going to happen again?" Clara asked.

"Well, if it does, you know what to do about it."

"Unless I forget." The Stone sighed when the Doctor gave her a look. He put Clara in the carriage without saying a word.

"Don't come looking for us." He warned. "Forget about us. You understand?"

"What about the snow? Shouldn't we be warning people?"

"Not our problem." He answered. "Merry Christmas." Shutting the door he walked over to Strax. "Take her back where we found her."

"Sir." He replied driving on.

"Doctor." The Stone warned as he turned around. The Time Lord winced knowing what she was going to say before she even said it.

"I know." He whispered bowing his head. "Come on, back to the TARDIS." He took Araya from the Stone and set her on his hip. She could walk perfectly fine but after what had happened he would rather have her beside him where he knew she was safe.

The Doctor whistled silent night as he went. Araya smiled and rested her head on his shoulder, still slightly shivering from the cold. They arrived at the small park and the Time Lords glanced around before the Doctor brought down a ladder, the Doctor climbed up first, using it one-handed with the other one securely around Araya who was very close to falling asleep, her eyes fighting the sleep as they opened every few seconds after dropping back down. The Stone followed after him.

"I'm hungry." Araya groggily whispered to the Doctor as he climbed the invisible staircase that went up to the TARDIS.

"I'll make you some dinner when we get back to the TARDIS poppet then you can have your bath." The Doctor reassured lightly ruffling her hair. Araya slowly nodded, resting her head onto his shoulder once again.

The Stone softly smiled at him as they arrived back at the TARDIS and walked inside.

The Time Lord moved around the console and frowned when he heard a light knocking. "Daddy?" Araya frowned also hearing it.

"Am I going mad?" He questioned looking at the Stone.

"I didn't hear anything." She shrugged.

"There was a knock." Araya nodded at her parents. "I heard it!"

The Doctor kissed her head. "Stay here poppet." He murmured and gave the Stone a worried look not knowing if the snow somehow followed them.

Swinging the door open he was greeted by nothing. "Hello?" It was only him and the clouds that covered his feet and part of his legs. He furrowed his brows and exited the box, circling the TARDIS he found nothing and shrugged. He noticed something dark on the floor and frowned picking it up.

"Daddy?" Araya opened the door and ran outside the Stone behind her.

"Araya, what did I say?" The Doctor questioned picking up the shawl. "Stay in the TARDIS."

"Sorry." She winced as he kissed her head. "I could feel that mummy was a little scared so I came out to find you."

The Doctor raised a brow at the Time Lady whose cheeks went a light pink colour. "You were gone for longer than I expected and with the snow and having Araya I got worried."

The Doctor smiled and picked up his daughter. "I think that's enough fun in the snow for one-day poppet." He said to Araya walking inside the box to get her dinner ready.

×××

Araya spent the next few days in the TARDIS, exploring the garden that was currently in the summer mode. A play area was set up on a grassy area nearby with a slide and swing set, something that kept the young Time Lady entertained. The Time Lords were both fixing things in the console room of the TARDIS. Happy that if Araya needed them the TARDIS would instantly notify them.

While this was going on the mysterious Clara was jumping up and down in the Victorian park gaining unwanted attention of passersby as she jumped up and down trying to reach the ladder. "Doctor!" She shouted jumping up and down. "Doctor!"

"What's she looking at?" A man murmured to another.

"She's asking for a doctor."

A crowd gathered to watch the strange woman who was quickly brought away from them all. "Now then, that's enough noise." Jenny Flint quietly said. "We don't want to attract attention, do we?"

"I'm looking for the Doctor. Do you know about him? The Doctor?"

Jenny smiled slightly, "Doctor who?"

×××

The door to a house opened and Strax dressed in a suit stood in the door. "Do not attempt to escape or you will be obliterated." He announced before adding casually: "May I take your coat?"

Clara glanced at Jenny for a moment before they proceeded through the house, arriving in a conservatory that looked much like a greenery that was surrounded by exotic plants and flowers. Vastra sat on a peacock chair in the middle with a seat opposite her.

"Sit," Jenny ordered Clara who did so while Vastra took a sip of her dark red drink.

"There are two refreshments in your world the colour of red wine. This is not red wine."

"Madame Vastra will ask you questions. You will confine yourself to single-word responses. One word only, do you understand?" There was no reply. Clara then answered. "Why?"

"Truth is singular," Vastra answered. "Lies are words, words, words. You met the Doctor and the Stone, didn't you?"

Clara frowned slightly and guessed that was the name of the woman he was with. "Yes."

"And now you've come looking for them again. Why?"

Clara frowned slightly. "Take your time. One word only." Jenny informed.

"Curiosity."

"About?"

"Snow."

"And about them?" Vastra raised a brow.

"Yes." She nodded.

"What do you want from them?"

"Help."

"Why?"

"Danger."

Vastra eyed the woman for a moment. "Why would they help you?"

"Kindness."

"The Doctor is not kind and neither is his wife. They only share their kindness with two of their closest." She stopped not wanting to know what the Time Lords would do if either of their daughters were put in danger.

"No?"

Vastra nodded. "No. The Doctor doesn't help people. Not any human, not ever. He and his family stand above this world and do not interfere in the affairs of its inhabitants. He nor the Stone are your salvation, or your protectors. Do you understand what I am saying to you?"

"Words."

"They were different once, a long time ago. Kind, yes. Heros, even. Savers of worlds but they suffered losses which hurt them. Now they prefer isolation to the possibility of pain's return. Kindly choose a word to indicate your understanding of this."

Clara smirked slightly. "Man."

"We are the Doctor's and the Stone's friends. We assist them in their isolation but that does not mean we approve of it. So, a test for you. Give me a message for the Doctor and the Stone. Tell them all about the snow and what fresh danger you believe it presents, and above all, explain why they should help you." Clara went to open her mouth. "But do it in one word." Her face fell. "You're thinking it is impossible that such a word exists, or that you could even find it. Let's see if the gods are with you."

×××

The Doctor sat in the console room with Araya in his lap. The girl was reading the first of the Harry Potter books, her reading skill was now at the age of a child around 12 to 14 years old. The Doctor believed she was excelling, just like her mother did at her age.

The telephone hooked into the TARDIS rang distracting the brunette who furrowed her brows. The Doctor stroked her hair signaling her to try and ignore the distraction while he took the phone call. "Yes? What?" He asked slightly inpatient. He wanted to start to teach Araya different languages, especially Gallifreyan but of course, the Stone had told her about the boy with the lightning scar who learned magic at a school for witches and wizards. "My daughter's trying to read."

"Miss Clara and her concerns about the snow. I gave her the one-word test." Vastra said through the telephone.

"That's always pointless." He muttered. "What did she say?" He asked getting no reply he asked again. "Well? Well?"

"Pond." His eyes widened.

"Daddy?" Araya frowned looking up sensing some discomfort, like any Time Lords Araya was no exception to a strong emotional sense and awareness of other Time Lords. It was getting harder and harder for the Time Lords to keep their emotions away from her without trying exceptionally hard, soon they'd have to teach her how to keep her mental barriers up. They wouldn't be able to protect her telepathic barrier forever. "What's wrong?"

"You might need to stay with your sister for a bit." He murmured grabbing the bookmark the Stone had made for Araya with her name in Gallifreyan engraved into it. Even though she couldn't read Gallifreyan text yet she understood what it meant.

Making sure the bookmark was properly inside the book the Doctor set it on the console and stood up placing Araya on his hip. "Dear, we need Jen to look after Rae."

"Why?"

"Vastra gave Clara the one-word test. Her reply was 'Pond'." The Doctor started to worry when the Stone didn't reply.

"I'll be right there." She finally answered after a long pause.

×××

Finding out Jenny was neck deep in UNIT business that was too dangerous for a 101-year-old Time Lady, the Time Lords had to look after her themselves while 'not investigating'.

The Doctor decided to dress up as Sherlock Homes while the Stone would be his assistant, and Araya would just come along for the ride.

They waited by the door as a servant worryingly entered the large house and didn't appear for some time after they made their presents known outside a house owned by a Mr Simeon. The Doctor chuckled slightly at how confused the man looked as to how Sherlock Holmes was at the front door. He looked even more bemused when the Stone announced herself as a woman called Emily Hadley, one of Holmes's best friends. Of course, neither Holmes nor Hadley were real.

"How did you think up that name?" The Doctor curiously asked his wife who rolled her eyes.

"Honestly, do you have birds chirping in your head when I rant about that TV show?"

"TV show?"

"Well, I had to find something to do while trying to keep our daughter amused. It seems she loves Sherlock just as much as I do."

"Sherlock?!" The Doctor's eyes snapped to the Time Lady's, fear striking him at the thought of his 101-year-old daughter having a silly crush on a person who didn't even exist.

"The show." The Stone rolled her eyes.

"Oh." The Doctor blinked, Araya giggled at her father who removed the deerstalker from his head to rub at his forehead as he let out a sigh. He then frowned. "He's taking a long time."

"They obviously know Sherlock and Emily are not real."

"Right." The Doctor nodded and placed the fake pipe back between his lips before he flashed his sonic at the door and opened it.

The Time Lords stepped inside and spotted an older man standing near a large ball filled with snow. Electricity was crackling from poles nearby. The Doctor brought the pipe out of his mouth and bowed his Sherlock hat slightly.

"Oh, nice office. Big globey thing." He pointed to it with his cane. "Now, shut up, don't tell me! I see from your collar stud you have an apple tree and a wife with a limp. Am I right?"

"No."

"Do you have a wife?"

"No." He replied again looking annoyed.

"Bit of a tree? Bit of a wife? Some apples? Come on, work with me here."

"I enjoy The Strand magazine as much as the next man, but I am perfectly aware that Emily Hadley isn't real and Sherlock Holmes is a fictional character. Get out!"

"Do you have a goldfish named Colin?" The Doctor pointed to a servant.

"No."

He smirked slightly. "Thought not. Now, ooo. I see this is one of your business cards." He picked it up and the man took it off him. "It says so on the front."

"Who are you, and What are you doing here?"

"This." He ran up to the globe and hit it with his cane. "Wakey, wakey!"

"That is highly valuable equipment." He warned. "You must step away now."

"We are the Intelligence." A voice coming from the snow said. Araya's eyes widened and she shuffled behind her mother's leg tightly hugging it. The Stone set her hand on the back of her daughter's head gently running her fingers through her hair. After yesterday she wished that Rae didn't have to come. It was too dangerous, especially for her.

"Ooo." The Doctor grinned. "Talking snow. I love new things." He glanced back at the Stone who smiled. Rae poked her head out slightly to see her father softly smiling at her reassuringly. She smiled back as he turned around.

"You are not of this world." The Snow stated.

"Takes one to snow one." He laughed and Araya giggled warming her mother's hearts. She loved her daughter's little laugh. "Right, let's see. Multi-nucleate crystalline organism with the ability to mimic and mirror what it finds. Looks like snow. Isn't snow."

"You must leave here now."

"He's making deductions." The Stone informed.

"It's very exciting." The Doctor smirked. "Now, what are you, eh? A flock of space crystals? A swarm? The snowmen are foot soldiers, mindless predators. But you, you're the clever one. You're Moriarty. So, you turn up on a planet, you generate a telepathic field to learn what you can, and when you've learnt enough, what do you do?" The Stone sighed and noticed the man, Simeon was attempting to get his servants to take them away. She flashed her sonic at the door and locked it. "You can't conquer the world using snowmen. Snowmen are rubbish in July. You'll have to be better than that. You'll have to evolve."

The Time Lady smirked when the servants couldn't get in. She picked up Araya and quietly headed to the door. "Sir, it appears to be stuck!"

Simeon spun around to look at the Doctor. "What have you done? Have you locked the doors?"

He ignored the man and continued to speak. "You need to translate yourself into something more, well, human."

"Kick it down."

"To do that you'd need a perfect duplicate of human DNA in ice form. Where do you find that?"

"Sir?"

"Get in here, quickly!" He ordered.

"I've got a master key somewhere, sir."

The Doctor looked at newspaper scraps and tossed them into the air. They landed with the heading 'Tragedy at Darkover house'"Now, let's see. Most opened file, most viewed page."

"You know, you really should delete your history." He remarked and tapped the headline with his cane. "Governess frozen in pond. Gotcha!" He heard the key go into the door on the other side of the room and quickly fled. Picking up His daughter after exiting they ran to the nearby houses and took to the shadows of Victorian London. Sighing he kissed Araya's hair and then the Stone's lips.