Reunited

The children laughed as the Doctor danced around the felled wooden cyberman. Even though he was now older and in need of a cane, he was as lively as ever.

The celebrations were interrupted by a loud wheezing noise.

"Where have you been for three hundred years?"

As the TARDIS finished materialising, the Doctor saw a familiar pair of buttocks, and the naked back of Clara Oswald.

Striding forward, he prodded her shoulder with his cane.

"What are you doing here?"

"I was in space..." the only thing the brunette was wearing was a haunted expression, her fingers still clutching the TARDIS key in the lock.

"Well, you were in the time vortex. She must have extended the **** field," the Doctor explained, gently pulling his companion away from the time machine and pleasantly noting how firm her cold breasts were; of all the humans who could be nudists, the Doctor was glad it was Clara.

"You tricked me!" Clara accused, clutching the time lord as her legs were yet to wake up.

"I saved you!"

"You didn't even say goodbye!"

"Well, I'm furious with you!"

The animosity between the two friends lasted only a few moments, and they were soon embracing and laughing.

The brunette gasped as she suddenly remembered herself. She pressed herself against his torso, and blushed.

"Don't look at me!" Clara squealed.

Chuckling, the Doctor extricated himself from her grasp and returned to the tower; a few moments later, he heard yelps as Clara hopped bare footed through the snow after him.

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Clara shivered as she moved herself closer to the fire, and readjusted her blanket.

While multiple layers of clothing would have been preferable, after so long being completely naked, the brunette was happy with even just a thin blanket.

Her lower legs and feet were still exposed to the elements, and she had to keep her thighs clamped together to stop the freezing chill from reaching her nether regions.

Fortunately, she could converse with the Doctor to distract her. He told all about his defence of Trenzalore, and the devastation that he had used up all of his regenerations.

They're conversation was interrupted by Tasha Lem summoning them back to the Papal Mainframe. Another cold walk through the snow followed, before Clara was back within the warmth of the TARDIS.

"Where are you going?" the Doctor asked her as he moved the time machine into flight.

"I'll just go and throw some clothes on, quickly," the brunette explained, three-quarters of the way to the exit to the console room.

"We're going back to church; you need to be naked, remember?"