You came back for me
Notes: This is a 12th doctor/Clara oneshot. The Doctor returns for Clara. Reviews, PMs and suggestions always welcome ~Jass x
It had been four days since the Doctor and Clara had said goodbye. Since then the Doctor had repaired the TARDIS console, read twenty books, thrown out his old bow-ties, visited Madame Vastra and Jenny, and quietly mourned the absence of Gallifrey.
The Doctor missed Clara. It was as simple as that. No matter what he did to keep himself busy, his thought strayed to her. And whenever they did one of his two hearts or sometimes both clenched rather painfully, which the Doctor decided he needed to get checked out.
The Doctor knew he missed Clara, the only thing stopping him from immediately going to see her, was the fact that she was happier now without him in her life. She had more time for PE now, and her work and other boring, everyday pudding brain things.
But the Doctor was a selfish man, he no longer cared that by intruding on her life it might make her unhappy as long as he got to see Clara. His Clara.
With that thought in mind he set the course on the TARDIS, pulled down the lever and off he went. For the first time in four days the Doctor laughed.
The TARDIS landed and the Doctor opened the door and stepped out into Clara's sitting room. There was flowers everywhere, the place was dirty and covered in used tissues. The Doctor again felt his two hearts clench in pain, both beating rapidly against his chest.
Clara was a neat freak. Clara never let her apartment get dirty. Clara would have heard the TARDIS land. Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong. The Doctor walked straight to Clara's bedroom bypassing the kitchen, knowing that if Clara was in the apartment she'd be in her bedroom. Hopefully without PE.
The lights were off in the bedroom, and the room smelt musty as if there had been no fresh air in the room for quite a while. There was a figure lying on the bed. The Doctor turned on the light, and saw Clara huddled on her bed surrounded by tissues her eyes red and swollen. The Doctor's hearts seemed to be trying to beat their way out of his chest. Clara never cried. Clara was strong. Clara was impossible.
The Doctor approached her slowly on the bed, giving time for her eyes to adjust to the light .Upon seeing the Doctor, Clara sat up straight causing tissues to slide off her and onto the floor. The Doctor stared at her, at loss for words. Finally he spoke.''She lied. Missy lied. There was no Gallifrey. There was nothing'',the Doctor said pain in his voice.
Clara gasped in shock before speaking.''Danny never came back'',Clara said her voice dry from disuse, sounding to be on the verge of tears .The Doctor then noticed the bracelet on her wrist. The Doctor rushed towards her,embracing her.''I thought you said no hugging?'',Clara asked tiredly, as he held her close. ''That's for all of the other pudding brains, not for you Clara,my Clara'',the Doctor whispered.
''You came back. You came back for me'',Clara whispered against his chest, where his hearts had finally calmed down after his reunion with his Clara, his companion.''Yes. Yes I did'',the Doctor said.
