The Doctor snagged a jammie dodger from a plate, precariously balanced on a stack of books about the planet J-6. He held it between his teeth as he whirled around, sending crumbs flying onto the TARDIS console.

"Sorry, sexy," he whispered under his breath, brushing them off and flipping a switch. He stroked the console, causing the TARDIS to hum contentedly. Clara was watching this from the doorway, wearing a slightly amused smile.

"You know, I don't think it's a good idea to do all this at once," she said, startling him.

"Oh, Clara, I was, um... good! You're up! Ready to go to the best vacation destination in 34th century J-6?"

"Well," she said, coming down to stand beside him. "Even though I have no idea what you're talking about, it's probably going to be exciting."

"It is, you'll love..." the TARDIS suddenly jerked, sending both of them flying to the ground. Sparks flew, and the TARDIS groaned to a halt. The Doctor got up quickly, and with a concerned expression looked from the console to his fallen companion. He helped Clara up, then dashed around, trying to figure out what went wrong.

"Uh, doctor? What just happened?"

"Not now, Clara. I'm busy trying to figure out what happened."

"She rolled her eyes, then froze when the bright lights of the console rooms flickered, then went out.

"What did you do?" whispered Clara, eyes round. She edged closer to the doctor. He gulped.

"Well, i'm not...quite...sure. But, on the other hand, it looks like we've landed. It may not be the sunny beaches of J-6, but it will be interesting. Probably." He glanced at her wary expression, then grinned. "Come on. Wherever it is, it can't be that bad." He took her hand and dragged her out the doors and into a blinding white, snowy field. It was hilly, and there was something about it that was all too familiar to the Doctor.

"Clara," he said in a quiet, serious voice. "Get back on the TARDIS right now. It's dangerous." But when he turned to his side, Clara was gone.

"Clara!" he called. "I don't usually ask much of you. but you need to get over here RIGHT NOW!"

"Doctor, one minute you were persuading me to come out of the TARDIS, and now you want me to go back in? No way!"

"Clara..." the Doctor sighed, then ran after her.

"I see something over there. What is it?"

"No, Clara. Be careful! Come over..."

He followed her over the hill, running to catch up. They both stopped in surprise when they saw what it was.

"Doctor, what..."

"Not what, who."

It was Oswin, and she was a Dalek no longer.