Clara's POV

They were an interesting match, but I could see why he liked her. For each day we were with them, she grew heavier. Carlos was nice as well, and he was kinda cute. That other Doctor was also different. She was easily recognisable as not being from this dimension.
"So what are we doing today?" I asked the Doctors.
"Hopefully not too much!" Lauren laughed. "She's getting more active and heavier." I sighed. It would be a long time before she could really do anything again.
I'd walked past their bedroom in the dark, to see the golden light filtering through the crack under the door.
"I've never been through a pregnancy, but I know how tired you must be," I told her.
"I have. It's exhausting!" The other Doctor tells her. Both of my Doctor's heads whip around to face her.
"You mean, you have an alternate grandchild? Do you still have Susan?" Younger asks hopefully.
"No, Surret left me during my first regeneration. He's gone to live with a human." All three of them look sad like they're all bringing up the memory.
"Hey, on that cheery note, why don't we all try to think of who would do the memory wipe?" Carlos tried to lift their spirits, get them inquisitive.
"What's going on?" Lauren cries as she falls over, clutching her head. Younger rushes over to her, trying to help.
"We need to get her downstairs," he panics. We'd all been shown the forest, and we all rushed to help.
"She's growing," Lauren mutters. I could see her bump visibly growing in size. "Too quick..."
"Hang in there, Lauren," I try.

***

Tenth Doctor's POV

You'll be ok, you'll both be safe.
"What do you remember? Does Arcaea come early?" I asked the future me quickly.
"I don't remember! It's all out and only coming back as it happens!" He snaps back.
"What's happening? Why does something always happen to her?" Tears come to my eyes and Clara wraps her arm around me.

***

We reach the room and take Lauren to the hollow in the rock next to the lake.
"Doctor..." she groans. I move to lay next to her, wrapping my arms around her. She's warm and her feathers are soft against my face.
"What do you think Arcaea will look like?" I asked her. She smiled gently and put an image of a young girl in my head. She had brown eyes with golden highlights with pale skin and long limbs. She had beautiful scarlet wings, long and elegant. "She's beautiful you know. I can't wait to see her." She curls in closer to my chest.
"Neither can I. Doctor, are they here?" She asks me. I nodded into her hair and turned to look at the others.
"What are you two doing?" Carlos questions.
"Let's leave them, kid," Blonde tells him, walking out.
"You do realise this will change both of your lives?" Clara comments.
"Of course. How wouldn't it? She'll be the first Time Lord in centuries. A true Time Lord. My daughter," Lauren trails off. Clara and Chinny leave as well, keeping close and whispering to each other.
"She's growing too fast. Not even Time Lords grow like that. What happened, do you think?" Her face was paler than usual.
"She drained my regeneration energy to feed on. She grew her branches." Her wings were branching out and she'd used the energy to speed it up.
"She's beginning to become dangerous to you. I'll take you back to Earth where Martha can check over you." It sounded like a good idea.
"Yeah. But how do we find her? Wasn't she turned into a gargoyle at one point?" Oh, Mickey's wife. Now I get it.
"We can find her. I've got her number, remember?"
"Yes. Let's go find her then."

***

I phoned Martha and found a good time and place to visit her.
"I'm sorry, but who are you exactly?" Martha asks Lauren.
"Lauren Smith. You're Martha Smith. Too many Smiths."
"And who's she, Doctor?"
"Well, she's a Time Lord hybrid. She's also pregnant, obviously." She looks at me questioningly. "What?"
"You're an idiot!" She laughs. "You got your friend pregnant!"
"I didn't do it on purpose! I wasn't in my right mind."
"Martha, please. Can you check on her? She's a bit active and she was draining my energy earlier. Can you do an ultrasound?" Lauren asks.
"If you insist. Doctor, can you leave please?"
"Yeah, if you want."

***

Lauren's POV

The gel was cold on my bare skin, but as Martha moved the scanner over it, the picture showed a humanoid with odd, stick-like shapes growing out of its back.
"What is she?" Martha asks.
"A bit of me, a bit of Doctor. What do you think of her?"
"Well, I hope she is as nice as you."
"I'll make sure you meet her first," I chuckle.
"You better do!" She laughs back.
"Can you clean me off? I'll make sure you can meet me soon. Bye!"
"See ya!"

***

"Doctor! Come here!" I yell from the bathroom, vomiting into the toilet.
"Hey, you'll be ok," Clara tries to calm me.
"What's wrong?" He bursts in. He looks at me then turns to face the wall. I'm still in my pyjamas, and my stomach is protruding from underneath my shirt, my shorts reasonably high while I'm crouching on the ground.
"It's time. She's reacting to how close it is now. Clara, you'll have to leave, with your Doctor. I'll meet you again." Clara got up and walked out, whispering something to the Doctor, then leaving with her Doctor and their friends.
The Last Day was upon us.