One Last Time

An Old Friend

"Clara? Are you okay?" Me asked. Clara opened her eyes to find herself lying on the floor of the diner, with Me leaning over her.
"Yeah... I'm fine..." Clara muttered, trying to grasp what had happened.
"What happened?" Me asked. "Why did you faint?"
"I don't know I was just standing there then... oh." Clara said, the previous events dawning on her.
"What?" Me asked.
"Do you think the Tardis has the ability to talk to people? In their minds?" Clara pressed.
"Like telepathic powers?" Clara nodded. "I don't see why she couldn't. Why?"
"I heard something. In my mind. It was like the Tardis was speaking to me." Clara explained, standing up slowly and smoothing her red dress.
"What did she say?" Me stood with her and the two began walking towards the diner doors.
"One last time." Clara said. "That's all. What does it mean?"
"I guess we'll find out soon." Me replied, as they left the diner and Clara closed the doors with a snap of her fingers.
Clara simply whispered "Okay." But she was sure Me couldn't have heard her.
They wandered down the busy London street for a few minutes before deciding to grab a coffee at the nearest café.
They sat down at a table on the roof balcony reminding Clara of the time that the doctor saved her from the wifi. She smiled sadly at the memory. Me left her promising a cappuccino. Just then the Tardis sent her another message:
"Leave him a message. I will give it to him and tell you some coordinates to write down." The Tardis then told her a series of coordinates, and, having nowhere else to write them down, she took a napkin off the table and a pen out of her purse and copied exactly what the Tardis told her. She had no idea what else to write, so she scrawled her signature message. "Run you clever boy, and remember." She then left the napkin on the table, placing a rock she found on the ground on top of it to stop it from blowing away.
Me turned around sensing someone there and smiled slightly. "It's time." Was all Clara said. Me's smile fell and she began to leave her spot in line. "No, it's okay." Clara said. "I have something to do first."
"You will save him one last time." The Tardis said in Clara's mind. "One last time."
"I need to save him again." Clara explained. "The Tardis said so."
"Okay, but where?" Me asked, then ordering 2 cappuccinos.
"I don't know, but I guess we could just walk around and see what happens." Clara suggested.
"Okay." Me agreed.
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The two time travelers walked down the sidewalk of London, sipping their coffee in silence. "So are we just supposed to wait around for him to show up?" Me asked, not convinced this was going to work.
"I-" But she was interrupted by a loud scream, then the sight of her best friend chasing a giant hairy monster carrying a little girl.
Clara didn't finish her sentence. She shoved her coffee into Me's empty hand, and ran towards him. The doctor. Her  doctor.
However, once she reached him, she was at loss for what to do.
"Go home!" The doctor shouted at her, chasing the monster with his new sonic screwdriver. "It's not safe."
"I... I can help." Clara said firmly.
"No, I don't think you can." The doctor said. "I've got this."
All of a sudden it came to her. Like she had known all along. "Talk to him." Clara said with confidence. "He's only upset because he can't find his family."
"How would you know?" The doctor asked.
"Just trust me. Talk to him." Clara said.
The doctor sighed but walked up to the monster who'd stopped running.
"What's the matter?" He asked.
The monster said something in a language Clara didn't understand but she assumed she was right about him losing his family, because the doctor looked over at her incredulously. Clara grinned.
After the doctor had a teleport plan sorted out and the monster had disappeared into thin air, he walked over to Clara.
"What's your name?" He asked.
"I'm..." Clara faltered, knowing that the doctor could not know who she was as her next trip was her last. "Oswin." She decided, hoping the doctor didn't recall her earlier form at the dalek asylum.
"Oswin." The doctor said. "Nice name, Oswin. Say-"
But Clara had to stop him before he said it, because she couldn't bear the pain. "I'm sorry. Really sorry, but I have to go. I'm glad I helped."
"But-" The doctor said.
"Nice meeting you..." Clara trailed off.
"I'm the doctor." The doctor said.
Clara beamed. "Nice meeting you doctor." Then she waved, and ran to catch up with Me, who was still standing in the exact same spot as before, frozen in shock.
"What..." Me started.
"I just saved the doctor, one last time." Clara said happily. Then her expression grew more serious. "And it's time now. Really. It's time."