So this one is a bit sad till the end... beware! Love you all and enjoy!
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"Duck!" The Doctor yelled as Clara ran as fast as she could.
She obliged, bending away from the shooting daleks.
He snapped his fingers and the Tardis doors opened. "Hurry!"
He entered the Tardis, panting heavily.
The doors suddenly snapped shut.
He turned to hug Clara with relief- but she wasn't there.
The Doctor ran to the door and pressed his ear against the wood. Cries of "Doctor" and "Help!" rang sharply through the door.
"Clara!"
"Doctor!"
"Hold on Clara! I'm coming!" he called desperately.
"Doctor!"
He tried to pull the door open, but it was locked. "Open you goddamned time machine!" He screamed in frustration. "Clara I'm coming!"
No response.
"Clara? Do you hear me?"
Nothing.
So he uttered the words he never meant to speak. "Clara Oswald, I love you." He paused. "And I am coming for you- I swear."
But no response could be heard. She was gone.
The Doctor turned to the console in an emotional mixture of sadness, anger, betrayal, and confusion. "How could you?" The simple words tore from his heart, from the very fiber of his soul.
"You knew I loved her! Just because you hated her doesn't mean you can kill her! What is your problem? How could you? HOW COULD YOU?!"
He sucked in a breath, calming himself. "I don't know how I ever saw anything 'sexy' in you. You're not so sexy anymore, eh? After what you've done..." His voice broke as tears spilled down his cheeks.
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He woke in a cold sweat, still shivering from the sobs. He wiped a stray tear from his cheek.
Clara turned over in the bed and faced him. "You ok, love?" she asked groggily.
The Doctor nodded and pulled her body closer. "I love you, Clara." He kissed her softly.
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