AN:This is set after the 11th Doctor's phone call but before regenerating, hints of whouffle. this is my first published fic(drabble really) of any kind so please be gentle.
As the Doctor stood up he pondered his coming self, and his phone conversation with Clara, he knew everything would be alright. Clara would make shure his new self was ok. she was His Clara His Impossible Girl, saving him time and again, even from his last life.
The next Doctor is in good hands
