Hey guys! I know many will hate me after I finish writing this for giving people feels. But anywho. I got the idea, and I ran with it. Hope you like it! Please comment, and tell me what you think! :D

Clara woke up Sunday morning on May 31st, 2013. She had no idea where she'd end up being today, if it'd be 1990's or farther back. All she knew was that she wasn't ready â there was all the time in the world at her hands, so she didn't care if she slept in a bit.

She rolled over to look at the clock, oblivious to anything else in the room. It was 10:02. She closed her eyes and started to fall asleep again.

In the corner of the room, there was a man sitting by a blue box, that surprisingly actually got into her bedroom. He noticed that she thought she was going back to bed. He coughed and the girl all but fell off her bed.

"DOC-" She screamed before she stopped herself. "Doctor," she said quietly. "Why are you here?" She asked, although she had other questions on her mind to ask.

She heard the Doctor's soft chuckle from the corner, and she stood up, and opened the blinds so she could actually see him now.

"We're going out, Clara." He stated simply.

"Wh-" she started to ask, but gave up, because she knew it was no use, he wouldn't tell her. "Out." She pointed at the TARDIS's door.

The Doctor got up out of the rocking chair in the corner and walked through the door so Clara could get dressed.

Clara wasted no time getting ready, she was spraying her body spray on just as the Doctor knocked on the inside of the TARDIS's door. "Clara, are you done?" The Doctor called from inside.

"Nope, never." She said as she opened the door.

The Doctor chuckled and headed off to the control console of the TARDIS and flicked a few buttons.

"So, what are we doing today? Fighting Cybermen, or saving the earth?" Clara asked as she walked around the circle of the console. It never failed to amaze her how it was bigger on the inside. How can it be bigger on the inside? How is that possible. Her thoughts â or admiration â got cut off by the Doctors laughs.

He walked across the circle like I did, and stopped at one spot to flick another switch. "Neither, my dear Clara... Nether. Just taking you out to somewhere... Somewhere where we won't have to save anything." The Doctor said as he did a little skip towards the door and he opened it.

I walked towards the sounds of cars honking, and whooshing past the TARDIS. When I reached the Doctor I noticed the center attraction to one place where I hadn't been yet. New York. I passed the Doctor and stepped out of the blue box.

"You're welcome," the Doctor said from behind me, even though I hadn't said thank you. I was perplexed as to why he would take me here, but also happy that he did.

We spent the whole day wondering around New York, not going into any stores or anything, just looking around. "So wait, we're still in the same year, and actually, the same day?" I asked him a few times, which he always replied with 'Yes, Clara. Same day, same year.' and he'd wander off pointing his screw driver at random things.

By the time we actually stopped to eat, we were close to a small picnic area people ate at all the time. In fact, the Doctor was the one to suggest going there. I followed him with both our food in a take out bag.

We reached a small rock in the area, and we sat down on top of it. I handed the Doctor his food when I noticed something was off. He had suddenly changed. He wasn't himself.

"Doctor?" I asked almost in a whisper.

"Wha... Oh, thanks." He said, grabbing his food, but not taking a bite out of it. He looked as though he was deep in thought.

"Are you okay, Doctor?" I asked, this time a bit louder.

"Yeah... I'm fine," he said, trying to pull off a reassuring smile.

I set down my food and awkwardly hugged the Doctor. For whatever reason he was upset, I hated seeing him upset.

I only closed my eyes for a second and for a fraction of a second I was being touched by a cold, hard hand, or maybe it was a finger. But before I could even register it, I was gone. I still felt the Doctor by my side, and a dug my fingers into him. That was all I could remember before I blacked out.

"Clara? Oh, good." I heard a voice say, and I felt someone lift my head off the ground and kiss my forehead.

"Doctor?" I whispered, "What happened to us?" I asked, and I rose my hand to my head and rubbed the side of it for a second before scrunching my face up in pain. What ever had happened, I had hit my head really hard.

"We got sent back in time, Clara. Back to 2011." He said somewhere beside me.

I heard him walk away from my side, and I kept a close listen to tell if he was going farther away from me.

"Where are we?" I asked as I started to slowly sit up, and open my eyes, and once I did, I realized I didn't need to ask. We weren't were we were before. We were in a grave yard. "Doctor... Why did we come here?" I reformed my question.

"This... This is the place where Rory and... Amy went back in time..." He said five or maybe six yards away from me. "This," he said, spinning to face me. "Is their grave." He said quietly.

"Doctor... I only see one name on there..." I said slowly.

He slowly turned around and noticed himself, the grave did only say Rory William's name on it.