The video above will give you a vague idea of how the story will go. (emphasis on the vague) It's also just a good video. :) Hope you enjoy... THE THIRD BOOK!!

[Video Above: Oslock (Clara and Sherlock) - Pretend by Whovian Sherlocked]

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"Would you mind passing me the sample of Francium, Clara?"

Clara took the telescope slide of Francium from beside Sherlock and placed it in his open palm. Sherlock slid the slide underneath the microscope and zoomed in further. After examining a bit, Sherlock grunted--a sign that he hadn't found anything new.

Clara turned back to the counter and resumed making tea for the three of them. Bill Wiggins was over accompanying Sherlock's examination. Clara didn't really mind standing around and helping out since she had time to kill. She didn't have her shift at the Diner until 4 o'clock since Ash and she had switched shifts, and it was currently only 12:30. Besides, she'd already read all the books in 221B's library, and Sherlock needed the company.

Ever since Mary got shot... John wasn't talking to him. Clara really felt sorry for Sherlock--she knew he felt horrible. Maybe a little too much so. Every time Clara went to go work her shift at the Diner, she left Sherlock alone. And when she came back, he just wasn't the same. She knows he's been on the drugs again, but she hasn't said anything about it yet. Although the few times Sherlock does fall asleep, Clara finds the drugs and throws them away--permanently. Of course, every time she does so, he manages to find more again once she's gone.

Pouring some cream into each cup, Clara sets the three mugs on the kitchen island. She sets Sherlock's by him, while she gives Bill's cup to him. Sherlock ignores it, now working on a slide of Magnesium that Bill handed to him. Bill takes a sip.

"Are you done yet?" he asks Sherlock.

"No," Sherlock mutters.

A knock comes at the door. Sighing, Clara walks over to open it.

"Oh, hello, Mrs H," she smiles at Mrs Hudson, who's at the door.

"Hello, dearie," Mrs Hudson greets her. "You have a visitor. He says his name is Jack Harkness and--"

A tall-ish, handsome man comes up the stairs. He has brown hair, gleaming eyes and shining white teeth. Clara's eyes light up as she sees him. 

"Jack!" Clara grins. Mrs Hudson steps out of the way and Clara moves forward to hug him. 

"Clara!" Jack lifts her up and spins her playfully, then sets her back down. "Long time, no see."

Clara smiles, eyes lighting up. "That's for sure. How've you been?"

"Marvellous," Jack replies. "You?"

"I've been fine," she says. Then she remembers, "Oh, please, come in!" Mrs Hudson says she'll be downstairs and leaves Jack with Clara.

In 221B, Clara asks if she could take his coat. Jack declines. "Clara, who's here?" the duo hear Sherlock call from the kitchen.

"A friend!" she replies and leads Jack to the kitchen.

Once Jack's face appears in the doorway, Sherlock looks up. Clara notices both Bill and Sherlock's eyes dart all over the place, undoubtedly deducing him. Bill does so more discreetly. To disrupt it, Clara steps in front of Jack, into the kitchen.

"Who are you?" Sherlock asks him. Clara's smile fades a little at his rudeness.

"Captain Jack Harkness, at your service," Jack says with a grin.

Clara takes a sip of her tea.

"He's an old friend of Ash and me's," Clara tells Sherlock and Bill. "Would you like some tea?" she asks Jack.

Jack shakes his head. "Nope."

"Why are you here?" Sherlock asks, "Are you a client?" Clara laughs.

Jack smiles and shakes his head again. "Ash sent me. For Clara."

"Yes?" Clara perks up.

"She's wondering if you can send someone over to help with the Network at the Diner. She's having a bit of trouble handling everything. Don't tell her I said that," he grins.

"Oh!" Clara says. "Well, she should've said something. I'll call her," Taking her phone, Clara went into the bedroom to call Ash, leaving Bill, Sherlock, and Jack in the kitchen alone.

"How do you know Ash and Clara?" Sherlock asks, curious. Clara seems to know Jack well. Sherlock is a bit jealous, though less so since he deduced that Jack is clearly gay.

"Oh, Ash, Clara and I've been friends for quite a while. We're both..." Jack stops himself. Does Sherlock know that they're immortal?  he wonders. "Do you know?"

Sherlock's face plays a bored, obvious expression. "If you mean, know that they're immortal, then yes. I'm assuming you are too?"

"Yep," he says, popping out the 'p'. Now Sherlock really is jealous. He would give anything to stay with Clara forever. His eyes narrow ever slightly. 

In the bedroom, Clara dials Ash's number. She only has to wait a few moments until she picks up.

"Hey," Clara says, "So, you want some help?"

Ash responds.

"You should've just said something! I'd be happy to--"

Ash cuts her off.

"Fine, fine. Not me. But I'm going to send someone else over." Ash talks. "I'm not sure who yet, but..." she stops. Looking back into the kitchen where the boys are talking, she gets an idea.

"Wait. I know who I'll send over."

Who? Ash wonders.

"His name's Bill Wiggins. He's a colleague of Sherlock's,"

More talking on Ash's end.

"Great, alright. I'll send him over... yeah. Love you, too. See you,"

Clara walks back into the kitchen and into an air of awkward silence. It's hard to see, but Clara can tell Sherlock is narrowing his eyes at Jack.

"So... Bill?" Clara asks, settling in next to Sherlock on the island. She puts her hand over his discreetly, so he'll stop being so standoffish. Sherlock turns his attention back to the microscope.

"Yeah?" Bill answers.

"I told Ash you'd help her. Do you think you'd be up to it?"

Hearing no reply, Sherlock looks up. "Wiggins," he says, "As your employer who isn't paying you, I order you to go help Ash El Dir with the Network."

"I volunteered you because you know people," Clara adds. "Drunk, homeless people, specifically,"

"Aw," Bill grunts in a way that means he really doesn't mind. "Fine."

"Great!" Clara says, grinning. "Jack, do you think you could take him there?"

Jack nods. "Of course."

After Bill grabs his coat, Clara meets the two boys by the door. "Bye, Jack," she says, closing the door.

"See you around, Clara," he says, stepping out of 221B. 

"Thanks," Clara says to Bill. He nods, and Clara closes the door behind them.

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