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Lots of screaming, a strange spinning wormhole and the words 'help me' on the wall later, Willow is sat with Emma.
"So, you and Professor Palmer, have you ever..." she wiggles her eyebrows "You know?"
"No,"
"Why not?" Clara suddenly appears " You do know how he feels about you, don't you? You, of all people?"
"I don't know. People like me, sometimes we get our signals mixed up. We think people are feeling the way we want them to feel, you know, when they are special to us, when really there's nothing there."
"Oh, this is there," Alex adds laughing
"How do you know?"
"Because it's obvious!" Willow grins "It sticks out like -" she thinks for a moment "spikey hair or a big chin,"
"And you and The Doctor?" Willow holds up her left hand where her golden rings sit.
"I'd be careful..."
"Why?" Clara asks
"There's a sliver of ice in his heart," Emma explains and Willow grimaces, taking a sip of her tea
"Every darkness has light somewhere - you've just got to find the light switch," she smiles
"Oi! You lot!" The Doctor shouts and the 'team' as Willow had taken to calling them, stand up and run after him, into the rain.
They find the TARDIS "I've got this weird feeling it's looking at me. It doesn't like me..." Clara whispers
"The TARDIS is like a cat. A bit slow to trust, but you'll get there in the end," The Doctor reassures before running up to his old friend and opening the doors, Willow makes sure that Clara enters after her.
The Doctor runs in and out of the TARDIS at different points in History, after returning from, well...the end of the world, he sees that Clara has started crying, and Willow has her arms wrapped around her.
"Oh. What's wrong? Did the Tardis say something to you?" The Doctor asks before shouting at the TARDIS "Are you being mean?"
"No, it's not that. Have we just watched the entire life cycle of Earth, birth to death?"
"Yes!"
Clara pulls away from Willow " And you're okay with that?"
"Yes..."
"How can you be?" she asks The Doctor with glassy eyes
"The TARDIS, she's time. We - Wibbly vortex and so on," he shrugs
"That's not what I mean,"
"Okay, some help. Context?" he looks at Alex "Cheat sheet?" Then Willow "Something?"
"I mean, one minute you're in 1974 looking for ghosts, but all you have to do is open your eyes and talk to whoever's standing there. To you, I haven't been born yet...and to you I've been dead one hundred billion years," Clara doesn't understand the effect her words are having on The Doctor, and Willow, Alex has stepped out of the room to give them some space.
"Is my body out there somewhere, in the ground?"
"Yes, I suppose it is," The Doctor shrugs and Willow looks away, her own eyes becoming teary as she thinks of a certain Oswald they once met in Victorian London.
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