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[The spider guts splatter across his some of his neck and head but with Clara draped across his back, she gets most of it. He still lets out a groan though.]

I said hold the sonic not explode the spiders!

[He casts a glance around though and sees more than a couple of eyes glinting back at him. Thankfully he's already on the ladder and legging it as fast as he can trying to keep her legs clamped around his neck.]

I'm only telling you we are so you hold on tight.

[ She does exactly as he says but she does shout up at him. ] It was in my hair!

[ Her face feels...weird and her arm is starting to feel like pins and needles where the spider clamped down. But they're so close, she doesn't want to say anything, not yet. ]

I know you're going as fast as you can but feel free to go faster.

You try climbing with a weight on your back.

[But they finally arrive just in the nick of time.]

Clara point the Sonic Screwdriver up above you!

Clara does exactly what he says, pushing the button blindly.

Is it working? [ She's trying to keep a good hold on the sonic but her hands are starting to numb up. She knows it isn't good, but before she worries him, they need to make sure everyone's safe. ]

It's working, just a little longer Clara!

[And he watches as around them the pulse of blue light begins to shrink the spiders that are mere inches from snapping at them with their pincers. The eggs seem to shrink to, leaving behind yards upon yards of finely spun, tiny cobwebs.

With a triumphant cheer, he rushes down the ladder to the tiny landing, putting Clara firmly on the ground and pulling her into a hug.]

Now all that Paris has to worry about are tiny spiders.

[ Clara's been focused on the task at hand, trying not to lose her grip on the sonic. But as soon as she's on the ground and in his arms she's dead weight. The venom is meant to paralyze, just like normal spider venom when an insect is caught in its web. All that she knows is that it's harder to move, harder to even blink. If a spider doesn't eat its prey, does the toxin wear off? She has no idea but when he puts her down and she tries to speak to him, all she gets out is a grunt.

Her eyes are wide open, she's breathing shallowly, but she can't say anything. It's like she's a rag doll, but her mind is still very active practically shouting at him that she can't move, that she can't talk, that she can feel everything but she can't move. It'd be a horrific way to die, being eaten alive. ]

Edited 2022-08-25 12:14 (UTC)

Clara!

[He can at least hear her, telling him exactly what's wrong as holds onto her. There's a flare of anger at her for not telling him sooner and at himself for not noticing. The spider's venom must have gotten into her somehow, maybe her eyes without any sign of broken skin that's the only possible explanation he can think of.]

You'll be okay. We can reverse the toxin, we'll catch one of the spiders - reverse engineer it. You trust me, right?

[ He's going to be really angry when he realizes she hid the bite mark from him. She can't say it but she does think it; under the ripped fabric in her inner elbow where it wasn't seen, is a puncture wound, red and swollen.

But as angry as she knows he is, she trusts him with her life, apologizing quietly. ]

[He catches the flash thought of her bite and his brows furrow further - if that's even possible.

They can argue about it later. Once he's confirmed with the sonic that the venom isn't lethal he hurries his way back down the stairs with her carried close to his chest in his arms. People are beginning to emerge on the streets, most none worse for wear. But it dawns on him that if Clara was bitten there were likely others that had been too.

As he runs back to the TARDIS with her, he whispers words of encouragement to her. He leaves her on the nearest cot, stroking her hair and pressing a kiss to her forehead.]

I'll be back soon.

[And he's off again, jar in hand. It doesn't take him long to find a spider or to figure out an antidote to the venom with the TARDIS' help and he's injected Clara with it.] You should start getting feeling back soon.

[ Clara's only been able to lie there, thinking and unable to feel a single part of her body. She's cold, the toxin slowing her hearts and breathing. She knows she won't die before her husband returns, because her two livers and four kidneys are already working overtime to get the toxin out. But it's a struggle and no telling how long it would take to fully wear off.

When he returns, she looks about as dead as a person could, eyes staring up at the ceiling of the TARDIS. She can feel the Doctor before he's returned though, his thoughts stronger. It only takes seconds for the antidote to flood her system and she gasps, inhaling sharply and filling her lungs before coughing, rolling onto her side a little. ]

[The Doctor tries not to think too much about how she looks. It hasn't been that long after all since she had regenerated and it's still hard for his brain not to think of her as human Clara but as Time Lord Clara - his first wife, his everything.

The minute colour begins to return to her cheeks, he pulls her close, not letting go. He rubs her back, soothing her with words in Gallifreyan telling her it was going to be okay and that she was brave and they had done so, so well.]

[ As soon as she can talk, her arms tighten around him. ] I'm sorry. I didn't know how bad it would be. She's had a long time to think about this, and it's true.

I thought it might...hurt a while, but not that. [ Clara buries her nose against his neck and breathes him in, closing her eyes and whispering again that she's ]sorry.

The world is important but so are you.

[He murmurs it into her shoulder, pressing soft kisses into her.]

Never apologize. [Thoughts float into Clara's head - he would have turned around in a heartbeat, tore the universe and any spiders asunder for her.]

[ Breathing him in, Clara only pulls back to slowly sit up, testing her limbs. She feels alright and draws him closer. She draws her legs around his hips, not for anything other than to allow him to be as close as he can, her head resting against his chest. ]

You can't destroy the universe. We've been through this. [ She nuzzles him, breathing him in. ] But I know you would never stop for me. I've never doubted it.

[He knows and he begrudgingly agrees giving her a chaste kiss.]

I suspect you weren't the only one that needs an antidote. [He gently untangles himself from her and holds out a hand.] Shall we?

[ Taking his hand Clara slides down, relieved to be steady on her feet. ]

We shall. And then I shall take a bath and get the spider entrails out of my hair. [ She grimaces a little but she's been covered in worse and it can wait. ]

Edited 2022-08-27 17:09 (UTC)

It could be camouflage though. The spiders aren't giant anymore but they didn't leave. [He's teasing of course as he leads her into the lab where he had been mixing the antidote.]

I'll need you to collect a couple more spiders. In hindsight we should have tried to keep at least one of them big enough to mix more antidotes. [He gathers another jar from the shelf and hands Clara a little net that's also there.]

Edited 2022-08-27 18:12 (UTC)

[ Clara wrinkles her nose. ]

The things I do for love. By a couple do you mean 'fill up this entire jar?'

[The Doctor grins, pulling her in for a quick kiss. His wife. His brave, kind wife.]

As many as you can. We'll distribute as much as we can after that.

I hope you know that after this, you're bathing me. [ As if that's a threat. She kisses him again, then one more time for good measure, sweetly. ]

And I'd like the Roman bath. Please. [ Clara flashes him a grin and then she's gone, off to help save the day. ]

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