The Victory of one Doctor Walter Simeon and accomplice

Back in the console room of the old, dying TARDIS.

Rory and Amy are sat on the floor, holding one-another. "Rory, Rory Williams from Leadworth, my Rory." Amy was saying, holding him tightly. "How could I ever forget you?" She asked her boyfriend.

"I don't know, Dr. Simeon told me it was The Doctor, that The Doctor had done something to you, something that made you forget me." Amy shook her head, "No, no, he wouldn't of." Rory nodded, thinking back to just moments before when The Doctor had saved his life from the very woman who was cuddling him now.

Donna was leaning up against a railing in the TARDIS, her eyes glued to the light in the middle of the room, shaking her head. "They've been in there too long now, I don't like it when he goes off to do something stupid." She told the other two.

Rory and Amy looked up from there spot on the floor. Rory smiled, reassuringly at Donna, "Don't worry, he's Time Lord." Amy scoffed. "It's just what he's called, doesn't mean he actually knows what he's doing."

Donna chuckled at Amy's words, then nodded at Rory, indicating it was him she was speaking to directly now. "Why you dressed like that?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at his roman garb. Amy sat up and slid a few inches away, looking at Rory expectantly, she was curious about that as well.

Rory, opened his mouth and took a deep breath. "Ah, well... You see... Good question... Um... Not sure?" He offered, distinctly unhelpfully.

Suddenly the large light in the middle of the room burst out a loud pulsing 'VROOOOORRRRPPPP' and flashed brighter as The Doctor and Clara came tumbling out of it.

They landed together on the ground, The Doctor's clothed body clinging onto Clara's nude one.

"H-help...." The Doctor begged weakly, and everything turned black...

...

"SONTARAN ARE POLLUTING THE COURSE OF HUMAN HISTORY!" The Doctor shouted out, his head bursting up from the pillow of his bed in the TARDIS.

Standing around him were Amy, Rory, The Paternoster Gang, and Donna... But none were closer to him than Clara, who sat directly by his side, clutching his hand in hers. "Doctor!" They all shouted in unison, rushing to him, some hugged him a few simply beamed in delight, Donna slapped him across the face.

"Wh-what happened?" The Doctor asked, sliding up into a sitting position once the joyous ruckus had died down.

"You did something stupid, space-man!" Donna scolded, then brought her lips to his, kissing him deeply. The reaction of the room was an odd one, The Paternoster Gang laughed as Donna kissed The Doctor, Amy and Rory looked at one another lovingly, but Clara... Clara looked down, as if she couldn't quite bring herself to watch her Doctor kiss another woman... Not without her consent.

The Doctor seemed to notice this and broke the kiss with Donna, glancing at Clara quickly, giving her an apologetic look.

He then looked very serious, almost angry. "Where's River?" He asked... Silence filled the room.

....

Four hours later the group were stood in the console room, after being shouted out of The Doctor's bedroom, as they had left they could hear screaming and objects being thrown.

Now they all stood in awkward silence, particularly Rory.

Finally, Clara spoke up. "So, when I was in The Doctor's time stream... I saw you, both of you..." She said to both Amy and Rory. "In a cave network, fighting Silurians." Amy and Rory exchanged looks, both could hardly remember the adventure, they remembered being there... But they couldn't remember how they'd gotten out of it.

"And... I don't mean to be rude, Rory... But you died. No... No, not just died, that crack, whatever it was, it stopped you from ever existing in the first place... didn't it? So... How are you here? And, why dressed like that?" All eyes were on Rory, who found he couldn't answer.

"Well..." He said, trying to think back. "I remember being in the caves, with The Doctor, and with you..." He said, smiling for a moment at Amy. "... And then I... I woke up in Rome. As... As a Roman, head full of Roman... stuff." He said, articulately. "I thought it was all a dream, my life, my girlfriend, being swooped up by a mad adventurer... Until I heard some of my men talking about visitors to our camp. Two people who talked strangely, wore strange clothes, a man and a woman..." His voice cracked. "... I thought it was you. I thought you'd come back for me!" Rory collapsed into a chair, head in his hands. "It turned out to be Dr. Simeon and some crazy woman who I only met the once, they told me the Doctor had left me there, abandoned me to steal you away." Rory took Amy's hands in his, looking up at her pale, beautiful face. "They took me away from there, and showed me all the things he'd done, all the women he'd... So they said... Kidnapped. Impregnated against their wills, and trapped on that planet." The room was silent as Rory trailed off, lost in his thoughts. "They told me he was mind controlling you, making you do those things, making you love him and making you forget about me." Rory told Amy, unaware of just how right they had been but also... Just how wrong.

"And the woman's name." The Doctor's voice asked from the catwalk above them all. All eyes turned to look at The old Time Lord, he looked beaten, he looked defeated, he looked every bit of his 1200 years.

He moved around the path that lead to the stairs to the lower platform, repeating his question. "The woman who was there with Simeon. What was her name?"

Rory thought for a moment. Trying to remember. What had the name been? What was it? "I think it was..." Rory said, his mind reaching out to find the name he heard but once...

"Missy."

The was a long, dark, pause, all eyes were on The Doctor, even the TARDIS seemed to be holding it's breath for the Doctor's reaction to that name...

"Never heard of her." The Doctor shrugged. Moving to the TARDIS console. "Right, so, back to New Gallifrey for you." The Doctor said, pointing to Donna, acting as if nothing was wrong. "And, London for you three." He said, indicating The Paternoster gang, who had been keeping a respectable distance. Jenny cleared her throat and shook her head. "Actually Doctor..." She said, prompting The Doctor to stop and look up at her. "Yes?" He asked, forehead furrowed.

"I think, I think the Madame and I would quite like to go to New Gallifrey." Jenny told him, placing her hands on her stomach, giving him a wide grin as Vastra moved in behind her, kissing her cheek and looking up at the Doctor happily.

The Doctor beamed at the two, nodding, as another Mother was added to the TARDIS index. "Your wish..." He told them, and then turned to look at Amy and Rory. "... Back to Leadworth for you two, then?" The two looked at each other and shook their heads. "If it's all the same to you, Doctor..." Rory began, as Amy interrupted. "We'd like to stay on Gallifrey, please." She said, a wide smile on her face. The Doctor returned her smile with one of his own. "Good, Gallifrey could use another father, I was getting quiet lonely." He joked, at Rory.

...

Soon all that remained in the TARDIS were Clara and The Doctor, as all the others piled out into the city of the Mother's on New Gallifrey.

"So... Doctor." Clara said, taking a few steps forwards.

The Doctor slowly looked up at her, unsure what he should be preparing himself for. "Yes, Clara?" He echoed her speech pattern.

"When I was in your time stream, I felt like I was everywhere at once, I could feel all the times we had sex, all at once, like I was having sex hundreds of times over at the same time." She told him.

The Doctor nodded, not fully following, but intrigued none the less.

"But it wasn't like I actually was having sex with you at the same time, at different times, it was different versions of me, different copies, different timelines of me, all doing it with you at different times, right?" She asked, for clarification.

The Doctor nodded. "That would be my assumption yeah?"

"So what's happened to all those other me's? All those other Clara Oswalds who are wandering the universe, most carrying the growing seed of The Doctor in their bellies." Clara asked, tilting her head to the side, giving The Doctor an innocent look. It was a look that spoke volumes.

The Doctor smiled brightly at her. "Oh you sexy woman." He said, laughing and beginning to run around the console, pulling switches and flipping levers, as Clara told him all the locations and time periods she could remember that had a stranded version of herself carrying the Doctor's unborn child.

"C'mon!" Clara shouted, as he ran faster and faster around the console, the room filling with more and more versions of Clara. "Run." the Clara's were saying. "Run you clever boy, and fuck me."

The room was filled with Clara's, from the top to the bottom, dozens and dozens of the Doctor's Impossible girl, all with his child, all wanting more... All being brought to New Gallfirey, to become: The Mother Of The Time Lords.