So I was watching the christmas episode and when Clara died, I freaked out and thought maybe she was like Jack and that's why she was still alive enough to be like a dalek! Then...well they showed us her grave scene, and I was deterred. But I thought around that and voila! Just a one-shot, but if there's enough interest I could expand it...
Clara looked around, and sighed. It would have been so much easier if she was as fast as her dad. When he died it only took a few minutes for him to wake up. She wasn't as lucky.
It could be a few hours or a few days. Of course at that point, she was almost always buried. It was very exhausting to haul herself out of ground again and again. Of course she could just tell someone, and they could watch out for her. And make sure she didn't get buried, but that wasn't her style. Besides her Dad had enough horror stories of when he'd been abused because someone knew what he could do. The element of surprise is always helpful.
She still panicked when she woke up, the adrenaline flaring her eyes. In that gasp of breath she remembered everything.
And she had just missed him! The Doctor, of course. Dad had told her all the stories, Rose, Martha, he even knew about the ones she hadn't met. Like the Ponds.
Yeah it had been a long shot, but it had worked. She just kept chasing him, and then she had to go and get herself killed. AGAIN. First a dalek (she hadn't been quite sure on that one if she would have woken up, thankfully she came back as a human…well….sorta) and now by falling off a cloud! What would the Doctor think of her? Clara groaned, she'd wanted to make a good impression this time.
She thought he recognized her at the end though, that was something. Maybe she had piqued his interest, maybe he'd find her! Then…they would run, together. Just like her Dad did with him, except she wouldn't get left behind. They could run together, forever. Sure she wasn't deluding herself, of course she'd die every now and again, but that was why she could be the perfect companion, she'd come back!
Clara climbed out of her grave, and dusted herself off. She had lots of work to do.