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'Are you all right?' Clara questioned The Doctor, walking carefully towards him. He had his hands on the TARDIS console, his hunched back and tense muscles indicating he hadn't yet recovered from their previous adventure. It's not everyday you begin a Sontaran Civil War, take over their government and relocate the entire population to another Galaxy. Although, with The Doctor, it could just be.
Clara had a feeling that her adventures with The Doctor where getting more intense of late. She was often struggling to balance her Doctor life and her Earth life. She was finally beginning to understand why Amy, The Doctor's previous companion, was considering the value of her real life and her time-travelling life. In truth, the only thing that was holding Clara back was the fact that it was virtually impossible to have a social life while she was travelling with The Doctor. As well as the uncertainty, of course – she never knew when she was going to be kidnapped by an alien race, or sucked into a black hole...
However, at the end of the day, The Doctor would deposit Clara in the right time stream and it was 'bye bye, see you next Wednesday!' At least Clara got a week (minimum, The Doctor's timing was atrocious) to recover from her time-travelling adventures. The Doctor, on the other hand... Clara was under the impression that he was just going non stop; from one crazy adventure to the next. Clara had never seen The Doctor's bedroom on the TARDIS and was honestly beginning to doubt its existence. She could swear the only time The Doctor got any rest was when he was knocked out or drugged (to be fair, these events were quite common) however they couldn't compare to a good night's sleep.
'Doctor?' Clara spoke again, gingerly inching closer to her unresponding companion. When she was right by his side, Clara bent down to study his face from below. The Doctor's eyes were closed, however even in the shadows Clara spotted the unmistakable dark rings under The Doctor's eyes.
'Doctor, can you hear me?' Clara spoke for the third time, gently shaking the Time Lord's shoulder. The physical contact seemed to finally ground The Doctor and he lifted his head to look at Clara in confusion.
'Hmmmm? Yeah, fine...thinking...' He mumbled, finally releasing the pressure from his arms and began to walk away. Clara quickly noted his unstable manner, therefore prepared and ready to catch her friend when he stumbled and collapsed on his second step.
'Doctor!' Clara supported him from behind while angling his face towards her to channel his concentration to her face. The Doctor was on the verge of consciousness, and was fighting a losing battle with sleep. When his eyelids finally dropped and didn't reopen, Clara removed his jacket and the half dragged, half carried The Doctor to the area underneath the podium where the TARDIS heating system was centred. Clara propped her sleeping companion up against the panel, and rushed to her Earth room which the TARDIS was parked inside. She hoped it hadn't aroused the neighbours. The last thing she needed was Dave and Edna from downstairs coming up to complaining.
Within a couple of minutes, Clara was back with The Doctor. With a handful of blankets and pillows, Clara only took a few seconds to observe the dreaming Time Lord (what do Time Lords dream about?) before getting to work. In his sleep The Doctor looked so innocent... So young. Clara waved these thoughts away and stepped back to admire her handiwork. The Doctor was snuggled in multiple blankets, surrounded by pillows and was subconsciously clutching a cuddly unicorn toy. Clara couldn't resist a smile creeping to her lips and she went to make herself some tea. When she returned, The Doctor hadn't moved an inch and was still happily cuddling in his makeshift bed. Clara once again couldn't resistance smile and, after only a moment's hesitation, she joined The Doctor under the covers. Accepting her as his new teddy bear, The Doctor pulled Clara close and curled into her. Clara hugged him back and fell asleep happier than she had in a long time.