"So where next chin boy?" Clara said in her usual exited yet flirty voice.
"Anywhere you have in mind?" The Doctor said whilst doing his usual dance around the console. Clara noticed The Doctor was happier than he usualy is.
"I wonder..." Clara mumbled to herself.
"Well?" The Doctor questioned noticing Clara's absense of words. He could read her like a book now. Every time she was happy, upset or even just wanted something to eat. He knew, but today he wasn't really sure what she was thinking.
"Somewhere where I won't be held captive or used as alien fish bait. Somewhere... Calm."
"But calms boring!" The Doctor's voice cracking on the last word.
"Deal with it chin boy! I'm the boss remember?" Clara winked mischeviously as she turned away, already on her way to the wardrobe for a new outfit. The Doctor couldn't help but admire Clara. His Impossible Clara. The way her chestnut coloured hair fell across her shoulders, how her eyes looked so bright yet pained. Young and old at the same time, and her smile, the way he feels inside when she smiles he can only explain as a tingling feeling.
"Yeah, you're the boss." The Doctor mumbled to himself, allowing a small smile.
A few minutes later, Clara returned. Only to find The Doctor staring blankly to his front.
"Doctor? You alright?" The Doctor leaped from his chair in shock and awkwardly adjusted his bow tie.
"Fine! Amazing! Never any better!" He Exclaimed
"You sure? You don't seem your normal self." Clara coulden't help but be curious as to why he was acting like this.
"Absoloutley positively sure!" After a quick dance around the console The Doctor stopped and he had to almost blink a few times. He had only just noticed Clara's attire. She was wearing a tight knee lengh blue dress, but not just any normal blue. This dress was TARDIS blue. He couldn't help but stare.
"Ahem!"
"Yes? sorry. what?"
"You're such a pervert." Clara shook her head, smiling.
"I am not!" The Doctor's voice broke once more. His face turning a crimson red. Clara giggled.
He ran around the console, pressing buttons, pulling levers and occasionally cursing under his breath. Clara sat, and for a moment, thought about how The Doctor always moved with such confidence and energy. As if it is always new to him yet he is so experienced, he glides around the console without a single error. The wooshing wheezing noise of the landing TARDIS broke her concentration.
"We're here!" The Doctor said, Obviously exited
"Where?" Clara replied curiously,
"It's a surprise." The doctor tapped his nose
"A secret of mine" He said.
The Doctor walked slowley towards the doors of the TARDIS with Clara's hand in his. She could feel her pulse rising on contact, she intanstly dismissed it as exitement. They reached the door.
"Close your eyes" The Doctor's whispers sent a shiver through her that was unlike any other. Clara closed her eyes.
"Don't peek!"
"I won't."
"Promise?"
"I promise!"
With the creaking of the TARDIS doors, Clara felt a cool breeze and the warmth of sunlight on her face. The Docter lead her step by step, his hands on her hips. She felt so safe with him holding her. As they walked Clara began to hear a river. No, a stream. and then The Doctor let go of her waist slowley as not to disturb her. She found herself craving their warmth.
"Open." He softly whispered once more.
Clara's face froze in amazment. The sky was a swirl of colours. Pinks, blues, reds and greens. The Horizon was superbly lit by not one but two suns that seemed the share eachothers light and the crook ran with crystal clear water that seemed to sparkle in the dusk light. She was speechless.