I held her in my arms, she couldn't be dead she just couldn't.
Clara, my Clara dead and gone forever it can't be true.
I could have- no should've saved her.
"WHY !"
"Why couldn't I save her" I screamed.
Tears rolled down his face as he held Clara tight to his chest, his face pressed into her hair.
He silently sobbed.
He was the Doctor.
He had saved millions upon billions of planets and people.
So why couldn't he save the one he loved.
It is but the curse of the timelords.
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FanfictionSome fluffy adventures featuring a space dork and his short cinnamon roll of a companion