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When There Is A Crossing of Paths

Clara Oswald waited. It was Wednesday night and the Doctor was late. She knew there were many reasons why the TARDIS would overshoot the time the Doctor would set, and yet she was impatient. She wanted to go on adventure, to do anything that would help keep her mind off how handsome a certain Mathematics teacher was. She shook her head as his image came to her mind’s eye. She then forced herself to imagine the Doctor as he had been before his regeneration. It had been difficult to accept that change.

‘How does he cope with the change of identity each time it happens?’ she pondered. But that line of thought was broken as she began to hear the TARDIS arrive.  The ship landed and the Doctor emerged.  “Finally!” she said.

“Finally?” the Doctor asked.

“You’re late. It’s nearly midnight.”

“So? It’s still Wednesday.”

“I was expecting you hours ago,” Clara said as she entered the ship.

“I hope you didn’t waste that time,” the Doctor said.

“Of course not!” She did get a lot of work done.

“Where would you like to go?” the Doctor asked once the TARDIS was in motion again.

“Maybe, Japan?”

“Japan? That’s hardly specific is it?”

“Tokyo,” Clara answered. “Maybe the Olympics in 1964?”

“Sure.”

Soon the TARDIS had landed again. “Tokyo 1964.”

Clara went to the door and opened it. “Doctor. I don’t think this is Tokyo,” she said as she looked at the rural countryside in front of her. She turned back to where the Doctor was rechecking the Scanner.

“You’re right. It’s a village in Hokkaido,” the Doctor clarified. “And we didn’t really travel in time. Only by a matter of minutes.”