"The great theme park of Holinea!" The Doctor flung the TARDIS doors open in excitement. The second the door was open, he was greeted with a less impressive theme park. His smile drooped.

"Okay, the not-so-great-but-better-than-nothing theme park in…" He breathed in and slowly exhaled. "… Blackpool. November… 2015. Damn it." He smacked himself in both frustration and embarrassment.

"Why can't you get anything right? At least Clara isn't here to witness it this time." He sighed.

"Might as well go on the roller coaster while I'm here. Better than nothing." He shrugged as he joined the line.

He was placed in his seat and the safety bar lowered. He nervously clutched onto the bar as the roller coaster slowly started.

"Doctor?!" A familiar brunette was sitting next to him. Her wide hazel eyes stared at his green eyes.

"Clara?!" The Doctor completely forgot about the fact that he was on a roller coaster. "What are you doing heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrreeeee….." The roller coaster dropped and shot through the tracks before he could finish his sentence.

As soon as the ride started it was over in a blink of an eye. The Doctor sat there, half dazed, with his two hearts beating madly.

"I'm here because it's my birthday. I think my family is scattered all around the park at the moment. I've always wanted to go on the Big Dipper myself, but no one else was up for it." Clara chuckled, helping him to get out of the carriage.

"Oh, happy birthday!" The Doctor beamed, shaking himself out of his dazed state. He reached for his pockets, looking for something to give her. "Sorry, I couldn't get you a present. I was a bit occupied…. driving the TARDIS to the wrong place."

"Pfft. No worries. This is the best birthday present – you being here!" She jumped up and hugged him. "Oh, I missed you so much!"

"I missed you too." He hugged back. "How long was I gone?"

"Oh, two months. But that's nothing for you!" Clara dismissed it.

"Now that you're here, you're staying." Clara giggled as she grabbed onto his hands and led him around the theme park. "Today is travelling with Clara day. Welcome to my favourite theme park! Blackpool Pleasure Beach, which I probably know more about than you. This rarely happens."

The whole day was a blast. They went around on every single ride… twice (maybe more, he lost count). He won loads of prizes for Clara and vice versa, and they pranced around buying merchandise and enjoying theme park food.

"I am exhausted." It was already so dark. Clara laid beside the Doctor on the grass field. They watched as the fireworks exploded above them, painting the dark sky with exotic colours. She leaned on his chest, listening to the steady double heartbeat.

"Y'know." She paused. "Today was the best birthday, ever."

"We should do this more often then." He chuckled. "Should I go back in your time stream and take you here every birthday?" he suggested, shrugging his shoulders.

"Nah. That would ruin today's moment." She smiled back. "I would hate to do anything that might ruin today's moment."

The fireworks show fizzled to an end and people started leaving the grounds one by one.

"Come on. Let's go home. Come and meet my family! I'm sure they'll love you." Clara smiled as she linked arms with the Doctor. "Where's your TARDIS?"

"I think it's somewhere in an alleyway just outside the theme park. Somewhere that way." He flailed his arm, pointing to the general direction.

Sure enough, the blue police box was in a quiet alleyway out of public view. Clara smiled seeing the familiar box, even if the box hated her for no reason.

"My house is a few blocks away. Just… don't land in the year 2100 or anything." She gave him a cheeky smile, and the Doctor smiled back.

"Of course. You are the boss."

"Stop. Both of you." The Doctor heard a terrible click. The click of a gun. He turned around and quickly stood in front of Clara, instinctively protecting her. A young guy wearing rags stood there shakily aiming the gun at them.

"Give me your wallet." He waved the gun around.

"We don't have any money." The Doctor replied. "Look…"

"`No. DON'T MOVE! And don't lie. You were just in a theme park. You must have some money."

Clara stepped away from the Doctor, inching slowly towards him.

"Clara," the Doctor hissed as he gave her a warning stare.

"I got this." She whispered.

"Listen. We will do as you say if you put the gun down." Clara said in a calm voice.

"No, don't come any closer. I'll shoot." He warned. Judging by the way he was holding the gun, he had never actually shot a gun, nor killed anyone in his life.

"Just… put the gun down." Clara said. "We can work something out. We can help you."

The gun clattered on the floor. Clara quickly kicked it towards the Doctor, who disarmed it in one move.

"What's your name?" Clara asked in her kindest voice.

"Endon." He quietly murmured.

"Okay Endon. Nice to meet you, my name is Clara, and this is the Doctor. We…" There was a terrible bang.

"CLARA!" The Doctor screamed in horror as she fell face first on the ground. He quickly joined her and turned her to see a wound to the chest. "No, no!" He tried to stop the bleeding. He took her pulse but there was none. Of course. The bullet had hit her heart. There was no way any human could survive that kind of fatal wound.

He turned around in rage to see a man.

"I knew it Endon. You can't even rob a simple girl. You're weak. You can't even kill anyone." The man spat as he pointed a gun at the Doctor. He quickly made the gun spark out of his hands using his sonic screwdriver and pinned him against the wall of the alleyway.

"Do you know what you've done? You've killed an innocent person. Even worse, you've killed someone close to me, someone I love." He growled and pulled out the dagger on the man's belt. His breath was rapid as he pressed the knife to the other man's throat.

"Do it." He sneered. However, his smile disappeared when he saw the Doctor's face. The Oncoming storm was brewing.

The Doctor threw the knife on the ground. "I never would." He stomped on the knife, breaking the blade into pieces. "You got that? I. Never. Would." He breathed out slowly.

"Leave. God knows what I will do to you when I lose it." He said with a clenched fist.

They ran away.

The Doctor knelt beside Clara.

"No." He leaned against a wall and sobbed. Her death… it was boring. There wasn't any happy ending, or even a good closure. She just… died. A terrible and pointless death. The tears fell onto Clara's body and the hard, cement ground.

Before he knew it, he had exhausted himself to the point where he fell asleep in a corner between the TARDIS and the alleyway wall. The dark night felt colder with the Doctor's grief.

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The next day, the Doctor found himself in his warm, comfortable bed, inside the TARDIS. Next to him was a steaming cup of tea. He sat up and slowly reached for the mug.

"You must have been smashed." Clara said, chuckling.

'How the hell is she alive?!' The Doctor flinched hearing her voice.

"You were out cold in the alleyway, so close to the TARDIS, yet too far. Damn, I regret not being there with you while you were drunk." She giggled as she leaned on the door frame, casually sipping on her tea. "Would have been the funniest thing ever to happen on my birthday."

"Clara?!" The Doctor whimpered. "Oh Clara. My impossible girl." He jumped out of bed and hugged her tightly. "Do not ever leave me again." He whispered. His eyes, filled with love, relief and happiness, met her confused set of eyes.


Hello! I'm trying something new this time!
This story will be a multi chapter story - like all my stories in the past.
BUT!
I will be accepting prompts so let me know in a pm or review if you would like an idea featured :)
(The things I'm looking for are sick/angsty ideas - but other prompts are welcome!)
This story has a big story arc and I'll do my best to work some, if not, all of the prompts into the story.

Special thanks to Elevensdoctress for editing! :)

Thanks!