The forest of Daleks

A/N: This is a songfic based off  Let me sign by Robert Pattison- it was in the first Twilight movie(insert eye roll here) but I like the song and got inspired by to write this one-shot. The song will be italicized and the story is in regular text.  This is with 11 & Clara. 11's thoughts will be in quotes 'like this'. Hope you enjoy 

Running from Daleks has never been easy but this time it was especially hard and he couldn't pin down why 'run now think later you idiot'. He looked up and remembered why.  He stopped running.

She's standing there by the broken tree

Her hands were all twisted, she was pointing at me

Clara. She was catching her breath and pointed at him.  "you're alive," she said through pants.  "Yes, stay there I'm coming." He started running again but this time it felt different, his feet felt light enough though his feet were killing him. Why did he ever trade in Converse for leather boots?  He pushed the thought away and ran with the Knowledge that freedom from this come to life nightmare is within reach. 

I was damned by the light coming out of her eyes

Although he's still a couple of feet away he could see the light in her eyes 'we could die and your eyes would never show it, you really are my impossible girl.' He looked at her and starting seeing blue, but why? Had he really been running that long that he was envisioning a blue halo around Clara? 'What is that blue and where I have seen it- the Dalek's eyestalk.' "Clara!" he screamed and she turned around to see a Dalek staring right at her. "Duck!" She ducked and the doctor aimed his screwdriver and hit the Dalek in the eyestalk.  

She spoke with a voice that disrupted the sky 

"Doctor!" He went down and she ran over to him. She patted him down looking for any external wounds, after finding nothing, his head veered to the side eyelids rapidly fluttering.  "Oh no you don't, stay with me, Doctor!" His eyes opened and he tries to get up only to have pain shoot through his body. "Ahh!" "Don't move."  She looked back at the tree she was standing at and saw the Dalek shell.  

The doctor weakly put his hand and brushed Clara's back, she turned around and graded his hand. "I won't make it but you can get out, run Clara." 

"No I won't leave you, I'll call the Tardis with the screwdriver." 

" You can't." 

"Watch me." She picked up the sonic screwdriver and pointed it up after a few seconds nothing happened. " Let me", came a weak voice and she handed him the screwdriver only to have it fall on the ground.  She gently grabbed his hand and helped him point up. The screwdriver lit up and she could hear the familiar old creak of the police box.  It landed a few feet away and the doors opened right away.  "Can you stand?" He shakes his head no and wonders if he still even had legs.  She moves by his head and puts one hand under each armpit and starts dragging his limp body to the Tardis.  

She said "hold lover, don't be ashamed, 

I will wrap you in my arms and know that you'll  be safe"

Once inside she set him down by the main console and hit the button for space, pulled the switch and the Tardis started to move.  She ran to the doctor and put his head in her lap and placed both hands on his chest, she placed her hand in his.  Her other hand was playing with his hair and gently touching his forehand.  He looked up and his eyes met hers.  "You're safe, I've got you."  His eyes moved to the side and he saw the familiar floor, 'oh Clara you did it, but I'm afraid it's too late. I feel it coming.'  He blinked a few times and after his breath hitched the convulsions came. After a minute of terrible convulsions, he closed his eyes and Clara felt for two heartbeats. Nothing.  The tears starting flowing as she lowered put her forehead on his, once they met she closed her eyes and let the tears fall.  

Let me sign

She felt her hand start to get warm and looked up to his hand lightly glowing. It spread up his arm and then the same thing started on his opposite hand. She dropped his hand and quickly moved him off her lap and stepped away.  The glowing spread his neck and engulfed his head. Clara prepared for the worst by covering her head with her arms.  A flash of light and high pitched ringing filled the Tardis.  She turned so her back was facing him. 

Silence filled the cabin. She turned back and saw the same set of hair.  His hand slid off his chest. She crawled over to him and saw his chest move. "Wake up", he cracked his eyes open halfway and gave a weak smile before closing them again. She picked his hand up off the floor and held it open gently stroking his palm. 

He had regenerated thanks to her, after 2,000  years of life and loss and war and living with the knowledge of knowing every good deed will not be enough to get rid of every bad thing, he found a new lease on life a new reason to keep going and it was playing with his hand. 

Let me sign

-End