The Impossible Story (Doctor Who Fan Fiction

Finding Ones Self

'My Doctor,' Clara responds in kind 'Merry said we welcome to stay here as long as we like and until we both find what we are looking for,' Clara puts her head on the Doctor's shoulder wondering if that is even an attainable goal.

'And what are we looking for,' the Doctor asked completely unaware. He doesn't even know who he is much less what he is looking for.

'Well, let's just find out together,' Clara puts her hand on the Doctor's other shoulder. After a few minutes of silent thought she stands up. The Doctor stands up slowly taking Clara's lead. Unconsciously, he places his hand once again where his bowtie once resided. 'Do you want to use mine,' Clara asks her Doctor holding the purple bowtie out. The Doctor swallowed hard. It has been so long since he dropped that exact bowtie to the floor of the Tardis. He knew for sure he would never wear it again and now it was back. Funny how things repeat themselves he thinks.

'I... uhm.... I haven't worn one in quite some time,' the Doctor admits to Clara 'I don't even know if I remember how to tie one.' Clara grins at the Doctor because he didn't outright refuse her.

'May I,' she asks bowtie in hand. The Doctor fidgets and reluctantly agrees sitting back down so Clara can reach his neck. Clara gently places the bow tie at the back of the Doctor's neck and starts tying the intricate knot that was once the Doctor's signature look. She doesn't tie it very tight in case he isn't used to it and it becomes too uncomfortable for him. 'Now then how does that feel,' as she straightens it for him.

'Hmmm, I... I'm not entirely sure. Color doesn't quite match,' yet he unconsciously starts to straighten it and a small grin creeps across his face. It isn't the ear to ear grin Clara had grown to love so much but it was a start and she breathed a sigh of relief.

'Well, we will just have to get you one that matches then,' she assured the Doctor. 'Doctor, why don't we go exploring?'