"Doctor!" Clara shouted pushing her and the Doctor out of harm's way.
"Exterminate!"
"Not this time." The Doctor shouted just before destroying the Dalek. Relieved it's over, the Doctor pulls himself up from the floor. "You can't just go and throw yourself at me like that Clara."
"Oh you're just upset that I saved your life again." He offers his hand to help her up. "You owe me one you know." Trying his best not to smile he rolls his eyes and looks away. "Oh come on, I'll give you the next one I promi-"
Before she could finish her sentence a fire was shot, "Clara!"
She falls forward into the Doctors arms as he slowly lowers she and himself down. He sees just from behind her a piece of what's left of the Dalek still functional, before finally being destroyed.
"Doctor don't," Her breathing becomes harsh as she tries to speak to him.
"No, no, no. No Clara, not you. Not you too. Not this time. Not again." The Doctor clenches onto her tightly, his head rested against hers. He knows there's nothing he can do and that leaves a bitterness inside him.
"Please, Doctor," She tries again, "You can't be alone. Remember that." She can feel him shaking his head above hers. "Please. You must find someone. You've lost too much already, don't lose yourself." Darkness was beginning to sneak in, "Doctor..." Her voice is more faint than before, "I love you..."
Her body is colder in his arms as he holds her tighter.
"No, don't you dare. Don't you dare say goodbye like that." He rocks back and forth holding on to her, she was his Clara. "Not this time." He puts her down slowly, "Not again." It wasn't too long before he was firing up the Tardis. He knew the risk, but he was willing to take it.
"You owe me one you know." Clara smiled at the Doctor when out from behind him was the Doctor. She stepped back and he quickly rushed towards her as she pushed herself and her Doctor out of the way. Suddenly a fire was shot. "Doctor look away!" Clara shouted. She can see the second Tardis from where the other Doctor came from, she knew what was happening, she just didn't know why.
"What is going on?"
"Look away!" She pulled herself up from him and found the other Doctor lying on the floor dieing. She goes to him.
He puts his finger to his lips as to tell her to remain quiet. He then gestures her to come closer. She kneels next to him and is close enough for him to whisper in her ear. She looks at him surprised by what was said, and does her best to hold in the tears, when he suddenly fades from her sight.
"Clara?"
Clara stood back up, her back still facing her Doctor.
"Who was that? What just happened?" His voice was firmer than before, "Clara."
She turned to face him, astonishment still raving from her eyes. It was obvious how much he was worried and upset, he knew, she knows he knew. He fights now and again to say something, until finally Clara steps forward while slowly reaching out.
He flinches back, "I don't trust hugs."
Startled by her touch against his cheek he remains still while watching her closely, "I know." She softly replies.
She smiles while caressing his cheek. He places his hand on top of hers, their gaze never dropping.
"You know." He replies.
[Just a small drabble, I just wanted to write something, and although I could completely take this story into a whole other direction cause I mean, the Doctor going back into his own time frame - let me just say I held my whovian side in so I wouldn't take this further into a complex story lol, like I said I just wanted to write something down quick. I hope everyone likes]