The Doctor had had a hard day, and that was saying a lot by his standards. He had rewatched Clara face the raven in the Tardis, hoping as he always did, that this time she would get away. No such luck of course, and the Doctor had been consumed in his grief for a long while now. So much so that the Tardis had activated safety protocol 222. The doctor felt a slight nudge on his arm and looked up to see a hologram of his granddaughter Susan.
"Grandfather you have been sitting and contemplating the immensities of the universe for a while now, and I am worried about you! If I leave you, you will continue to think for the rest of time! Please go meditate on the roof so that the world can remind you there is still light.", said the hologram of Susan.
Smiling quietly to himself the Doctor opened the doors to his Tardis, grabbed the bar above the doors, and did a backflip onto the roof. Taking a seat next to the familiar light bulb he closed his eyes, and let himself relax. Memories came flooding back to him, and now he felt at peace, and started to come to terms with what had happened to Clara.
This is just a short story based on a prompt from StormFirestar. Please review, and pm me with any prompts!