"Clara! Clara can you hear me?" My eyes open at the sound of his voice. The pain has evaporated leaving me buzzing with energy. And anger. Oh I'm so angry. My hand finds it's target immediately, slapping the Doctor square across is smug chin. He falls back, dropping paddles I assume he used to bring me back from the dead. "You. Stupid. Little. Time.Lord," I growl at him. It feels so good to feel something, but this anger can't be from me. It's so strong and deadly. I feel like I could kill him, literally kill the Doctor. Melt his brain, snap his spine, the possibilities are endless. As he blinks up at me with his big wide eyes, and cheeks streaked with dry tears, I know I can't be mad at him. Someone else is. This unnatural energy flowing inside me, it's taking over my emotions. All I want to do is hug him and thank him, while this other thing wants to hurt him. I look over at the paddles. Instead of being connected to a defibrillator, they run into the Tardis. The lights inside the room are deep glowing red.And suddenly I understand everything.
" The Tardis is furious." I state simply. My chest is heaving and hands ball into fists as I fight to control myself. Not myself, the Tardis.
"I just... I wasn't ready to say goodbye," he whispers.
"You ignorant-" I purse my lips together as I get up slowly. The Doctor's eyes follow my every move. I fight to keep in control of my body.
"You have no idea what you've just done."
"I saved you."
"By merging my soul with the Tardis! The Tardis is not meant to survive in a human body. When the Tardis dies in this body so will I!You just killed both of us!" I yell, finally understanding, and the Tardis's anger becomes mine. He flinches from my harsh voice, and I see the worry they hold. The Doctor's scared of me. He should be.
"Not true. The Tardis is still the police box. A part of her just went into you."
" A part that won't live. And once it's gone do you think the Tardis is still going to function correctly? That's like giving the Tardis two hearts and having one stop beating. How well would you be if one of your hearts stopped beating?"
" Clara please. You have so much to live for."
"Don't act like you didn't do it for anyone but yourself!" I snap, but the longer he lies there with those sad eyes looking so drained, the more stamina I lose.
"I just- I need some space."
"Clara," he starts to get up.
"Just don't." I don't know what to feel towards him, but I'm so tired. Now that the Tardis is calming down, my body feels used and ragged. My head has the worst headache. I stumble away from the Doctor holding my head.
"Clara, wait."
" No." Why is the room spinning? My foot slips on the metal steps and my world turns dark.
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FanfictionClara is the Doctor's salvation. She's perfect for him in every way. The Doctor needs her in his life. He just doesn't realize how much until she is dead. But he isn't letting go so easily. He will bring her back, even if he brings unspeakable conse...
