Not This Time: A Whouffle Fanfic

Silent Loud

The Doctor's P.O.V.

It was silent in the TARDIS. Silent, yet so very loud. There wasn't a single sound to be heard, but the tension shouted, screamed, out the obvious.

We hadn't moved from The Eye, and had been sitting in this quiet loud spell for what seemed like hours.

I hated it. Despised it with a burning passion. Wanted to destroy it with every inch of my being, and banish it to the depths of-

"Stop it."

I lifted my head from my hands, my childish thoughts of destroying a sound, or lack there of, shattered by my companions sudden remark; making me realize that I had been holding my breath and fidgeting to no end.

Clara sat cross legged on the floor, arms folded and eyes closed. "Why?"

I knew in an instant that she was referring to my choice of landing. I blinked. "W-"

"No, don't answer that." She held up her hand and I closed my mouth. "You did it to calm any fighting."

Her statement wasn't even a question.

I lowered my head again.

"And,"

I glanced up, surprised.

"You did it to find out."

I opened my mouth, but I didn't get a chance to respond.

"Don't try to deny it, either."

"I'm not trying to deny anything! I just want to speak!" I instantly cringed, regretting my stupid choice to yell. "Clara, I'm sorry..."

"No. No by all means, talk. Say whatever you want. I don't mind at all." She obviously minded.

And I was obviously done for.

The silent loud was back again, much to my annoyance. But this time, I would rue the day against this inanimate opponent.

"I'm not denying anything. In fact, I'm admitting it." I stood up and made my way towards her, keeping a distance of a good few feet. "I did it to find out. Why wouldn't I?"

Clara glared at me. "I told you I didn't want to talk about it. You were willing to take me off guard, lower my defenses." She was seething now.

I kept my voice soft, as if I was talking to a frightened animal. "No, of course not. Listen-" I stepped forward.

"No! You listen!" Clara stood up, made her way to me in just a few strides and jabbed a finger to my chest. "You may be a TimeLord, and you may be a better person than me, and you may be braver and stronger than me, and I may not compare to you in the slightest," She walked forward as she spoke, forcing me to walk backwards until I was pressed against the console and unable to move any further.

She actually thought this?

Tears were streaming down her cheeks now, unable to stop them. "But I thought..." The anger in her voice was fading, her energy sapped. "I thought you at least, I don't know, respected me... cared about me, as a friend or even just a stranger, enough to... oh, god..." She collapsed to a sitting position on the floor, her knees pulled up to her chest and her head in her hands, full on sobbing.

"Clara..." I reached a hand to her, but yanked it back when she whipped her head out.

"Get... out..." She was not yelling, but rather speaking so quietly it could be mistaken for a whisper.

I was bewildered. She was really kicking me out of my own TARDIS?!?

"Now!" Now she was yelling.

I back to the door before turning and pushing out, closing the door quietly behind me.

I leaned against the TARDIS's frame and slid to a sitting position.

I always try to fix things and, if it's concerning strangers or places or inanimate objects, or anything, I can.

But when it comes to people I care about, I make it worse. I will always make it worse, no matter how hard I try to make it better.

Why?

I can't answer it.

The silent loud was back. And this time it would win. I wouldn't even fight back.

I would let it consume me, the silent loud.

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Well, the Doctor took quite the beating this episode. Only Clara could kick a TimeLord out of his own TARDIS!

Anyway, hope you like this chapter - I did!

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