This is a story taken from my account MattTheDapperGiraffeSmith on just in case anyone thinks I'm stealing.
DISCLAIMER: Sadly I do not own Doctor Who, Matt Smith, Jenna Louis-Coleman or someone else that's reveal is critical to the plot line.
Have fun reading, live long and prosper.
"Doctor what's that red flashing light on the console?" The young human's silky brown hair bounced slightly as she tilted back on her heels.
"Red flashing light on the left or on the OWW!" Below the silver flooring in the TARDIS console room a thump was heard. "Can you please stop changing the console room dear?" The Doctor said through his teeth in an agitated tone. The sentient ship made a sound close to what a sigh would sound like. "I said I was sorry about dropping Jammy-Dodger crumbs on the console." Clara Chuckled as the TARDIS made close to the same sound and a metallic noise was heard in the room.
"Thanks sexy."
"You call her sexy?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Because she is... sexy."
"You're weird."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"Yeah I am." Floppy brown hair was suddenly in front of Clara's face with a loopy grin under it.
"So red flashing light." She said pointing behind the Alien.
"Ah yes red flashing light." He span around on the spot and peered at the light. "OOH a distress signal jolly-good fun these are! Never know where you'll end up. Well we never really do know anyways. That was so much more anti climactic than I had anticipated." The Doctor pouted.
"You'll get over it." Clara laughed patting him on the shoulders.
"So what do we do, do we hail whoever is sending it you know, all Star Trek like?"
The Doctor shook his head with a smile. "No, we simply follow it!"
"That's much more anti climactic than I had anticipated."
"You'll get over it."
"Shut up."
"Make me!" The Doctor span quickly around the console in his usual fashion and Clara rolled her eyes until she was abruptly thrown against the railing of the TARDIS.
"Hold on Clara, we'll be passing over a rough half of the universe. Traffic's hell." The Doctor said as the time machine spun over on itself which in turn made the humans stomach turn over on itself. Sometimes she really hated this old ship.
As if sensing this thought she spun over harder ratting her inhabitants around her console room.
She is so touchy Clara thought.
The TARDIS continued to tumble until, very suddenly she went still and after a moment of silence the Doctor grinned. "That was much smoother than usual!"
"Was it now?" Clara asked sarcastically. The Doctor made a face at her before walking over to the consoles monitor which was emitting fuzzy results. He tapped it twice and gave it a quizzical face.
"Something is jamming her scanners." The Doctor said flatly.
"Shall we see what it is?" Clara asked a possible adventure coming to her mind.
"Could be dangerous." The Doctor told her looking into her brown eyes out of the corner of his green ones.
"I'm willing to take the risk." She said with a mischievous grin but as she saw a flash on the screen and an image pop up on the screen the Doctor's face became worrisome. Clara peered at the screen.
"Now why do you have that face on over some squiggly lines and circles?" Clara asked.
"Because that's a very peculiar place to put that language." He told her swallowing. A metaphoric light bulb popped up over Clara's head and she looked at the three rows of similar circles and lines above them.
"Didn't you say the TARDIS translates every language?" Clara asked and he nodded. "So why not this one?"
"Because it is her home language. Gallifreyan and... what this says is the most dangerous word in the universe." He told her with a nervous stare.
"What is it?" She asked.
"My name." He answered.
"Your name." She laughed. "Why is that so dangerous?"
He sucked in a breath and attempted to answer her questions. "It's complicated."
Suddenly the room turned red and deep bell rings where heard.
"No, no, NO!" The Doctor said and raced around the console again.
"Doctor what is that?!" Clara yelled over the bells.
"The cloister bell which is never ever good!" He answered. The TARDIS began to make a warped version of the dematerialization noise and the ships walls began to vanish, as if it were leaving without them.
The Doctor hands went straight through the console and he stepped back looking around the room. Clara gave him a worried look as the ship continued to vanish and be replaced by a darker room which he gave her in return. Before they knew it the TARDIS had vanished and metal grating was underneath there feet.
Well, underneath Clara's anyways.
Unfortunately for the Doctor he was on the other side of the railing and had nothing beneath him.
"Doctor!" Clara screamed in horror as the mans figure plummeted to the floor below.
~To be continued.~