What Do You Want With Me?

by teapot-spooks

The 11th Doctor and Clara coming home from an adventure in 2941 Berlin and the TARDIS is stuck in a time vortex. What happens when an old foe returns? How will Clara cope being alone in the TARDIS without the Doctor? Will she be able to bring him back? Or, will the enemy seduce her first? [Whouffle (11 X Clara) and some Clara X Mr. Clever.]

1. Mr Clever returns

{A/N: Hello, and welcome to the magical ride known as my imagination! I came up with this while watching the episode of Doctor Who called "The Nightmare in Silver". Hope you enjoy!}

P.S. In the beginning of the story, Clara and the Doctor ARE JUST FRIENDS. 11 is just very affectionate!

'Wreeeorp… Wreeeorp…' The TARDIS creaked as it disappeared from view, beginning its travel across time and space. The Doctor and Clara had just come back from 2941 Berlin, and had saved the universe once again.

"Well," Clara said. "Neo Nazis, That's new." She stood in front of the motherboard of the ship, the Doctor about a foot to her right. The Doctor smiled, a mischievous twinkle appearing in his green eyes. He straightened his maroon bow tie. "Yup," he said. "Did you have fun, Clara?" Clara looked over at her male companion standing next to her. A small smile graced her lips. "If you count being abducted by Hitler- glorifying, futuristic cult leaders and Daleks as fun, then yes, I suppose so." The Doctor's smile grew wider. "Clara!" He said, kissing her forehead affectionately. "You are absolutely brilliant!" He walked over to the other side of the motherboard near the door of the TARDIS, pulling a few switches on the hull. "So, where do you want to go next, ancient Greece, Jupiter maybe"- the Doctor paused. He turned around away from Clara, eyebrows furrowing. " Wait…Oh, no, no, no…." The Doctor muttered. "This is not good…" "What's not good?" Clara said, walking closer to the Doctor. "I thought I destroyed him! I did! I used the hand pulser!" He said. "Destroyed who?!" Clara asked, panic and concern rising in her voice. " The Cyber planner, Mr. Clever…" The Doctor said. "But, the real question is how he managed to cling onto life and how I didn't sense him until now! Not even the TARDIS did!" He whipped his sonic screwdriver out of his pocket and pointed it at his own head. He pressed the button on the side of it, the screwdriver making a tiny buzzing sound while it analyzed him. After a few seconds, the Doctor pulled it away from his head and looked at the sonic screwdriver. "Oh… very interesting… very interesting indeed…" Clara walked over to where the Doctor was standing. "What's going on?" "Clara, Clara, Clara… you ask too many questions…" The Doctor turned towards her, flicking her forehead gently. "Apparently, he only has control of 10% of my brain, but he's gaining more control by the second. I only have about 30 minutes before he takes control of the balanced portion of my brain-" He paused again. He looked into Clara's eyes. "Oh, this is new… he appears to be very interested in you, Clara… very, very interested…." He took his Sonic Screwdriver and tossed it to Clara, who barely managed to catch it. "Keep it. Keep it safe, and never, EVER give it to the cyber planner. Do you understand?" The doctor was standing dangerously close to Clara, his face mere inches from hers. "y-yes sir," She said. "Now, can you PLEASE tie me up? He's starting to take control of my left arm, and it's not long before he has complete control." Clara looked over to his arm and saw his left arm begin to twitch. Her eyes widened. She grabbed a chair and some rope. "You know this might not work?" Clara questioned. "Of course it won't work," The Doctor speculated, his eyes darting back and forth. But, it'll definitely delay hi-" He let out a yelp of pain. "Yeowza, he's taking over fast! Clara, lock me in that closet over there!" He pointed to a small closet down the hallway. "Doctor!" Clara said. "What's going to happen to you?!" The Doctor's face turned serious. "I don't know," He said. "But whatever you do, don't open the door to the closet…" He stepped inside the tiny broom closet, giving Clara one last hug before sitting in the chair. "Close her up," said the doctor. Clara closed the door. "Use the button on the side of the screwdriver to lock the door." "God," Clara remarked. "You sound like one of those cruddy video game tutorials." She used the Sonic Screwdriver to lock the door. "It appears that we'll be stuck here for a while, so I suggest you get comfortable." Clara nodded. "Sure," She said. She tried to speak calmly, but she couldn't stop her voice from shaking. She sat on the steps in the TARDIS, took out a book and began to read. About 20 minutes later, the Doctor's voice came once again out of the closet. "Clara," The doctor said. "He's coming!" Clara immediately closed the book she was reading. She placed the Sonic Screwdriver in her coat pocket, making sure not to make a sound. The Doctor shrieked in pain again. There was a moment of silence. Clara didn't dare make a sound. She stared at the closet door, waiting for something to happen. "D-Doctor…?" She called out feebly. "Is everything alright?" There was another moment of silence. The doorknob shook a few times, and then stopped. "Doctor?" Clara called out again. The doorknob shook again, before slowly opening. The man once known as the Doctor stood there, an evil smirk on his face. "Well, hello again, Ms. Oswald… Long time no see."