A/N- Please, please review..


"So where do you want to go?" The Doctor danced around the TARDIS, pulling lever and pressing buttons, awaiting a reply.

"I don't know. home?" Clara said quietly, she tigged at her cardigan, wanting to run, it was just too awkward.

"Clara, what's wrong? What happened, why do you want to go home? Of all the places, you choose home?" The Doctor placed his hands on Clara's temple, looking into her eyes once more.

"Fine, you choose" Clara groaned, grimacing at the fact he was poking his nose where it wasn't wanted.

"No, its okay, we can go home if you'd like, we could play on the wii, i'm awesome at tennis?"

"I just want a chat.. maybe. I don't know, can we take it easy? I've got a headache." Clara put her hand to her head once more, dying for a painkiller.

"Okay. That's ok." The Doctor swung his arm around Clara's shoulders, leading her out of the TARDIS.


"So, watch some tele?" He asked her, as Clara sat on the stairs, she was daydreaming again. Her dead eyes staring into the distance, a tear fell from eye, wiping it away with her cardigan sleeve she snapped out of her daydream. She felt like her heart was being torn in to, she was drowning, ad nobody could save her.

"Doctor, maybe it's best we don't travel together anymore. I won't be any use to you" Clara admitted, tears falling down her face once more.

"Clara, how can you say that? You're my Impossible Girl, you will always be of use to me, because i love you"

"Love me? Like what kind, companion friend like love, or.." Clara questioned, furrowing her eyebrows.

"I don't know. I mean, friend like. Of course!" The Doctor enthused, shaking his head to sort out his thoughts, as Clara looked at him in questioning way, her eyes gazing into his, he quickly assured her. "Loook, the point is- and this will always be the point- is that i don't want you to go, you are my amazing Clara, i don't want you to go.. if you really want to, then thats okay, but i'll visit you"

"No, it was a stupid thought any way. I guess things have got me thinking more. It's okay. Sorry"

"Clara, what is it? Please I'm begging you, tell me" The Doctor searched her eyes, it had become a habit of his.

"I'm fine" She grumbled, stepping back and looking away, she couldn't let the Doctor know of her pain. Silence lingered in the air once more, killing their relationship slowly.

"Tele? I'm going to get some painkillers." Clara diverted her eyes towards the tv, before heading to the kitchen.

The Doctor sat there watching tv, not that he was paying attention, he just wanted Clara to be okay, something was clearly wrong, he couldn't help but look round the room to see if there was anything that would suggest what she was hiding. Then he had a genius idea, he had to put it into play later, but for now, all he could do was attempt to make Clara happy.

"Got you coffee" Clara held two hot mugs off coffee in her hands, which were shaking slightly. They sat in silence as they sipped the steaming hot liquid.

"You know you can talk to me, Clara" He looked to her, she was once again hiding her face. Shying away from letting any emotions out.

"I know"

"Will you? Clara, something is clearly bothering you, you've been.. depressed latley. I just want to know whats wrong." The Doctor assured, he sat up in his chair, still wrapping his hands around the mug.

"Yeah, you know i would. Of course i would" Clara lied.

"But you haven't, Clara you haven't told me how you are feeling, at all."

"If you really want to know, right now, i have no idea how i am supposed to feel, i have no idea what i'm supposed to do. Things happen, you think it won't happen to you, but you hear about it. Well, they do happen to you. I can't cope, i'm depressed okay." Clara snapped, she wouldn't dare say why.

"Clara... It's okay, i can help you, but why, why do you feel this way?" The Doctor now sat infront of her, on his knees, holding her hands tightly.

"That's not for you to know" She turned away, letting go of The Doctors hands. What was the Doctor supposed to think, was she self harming, the caridgan, the depression? What was wrong, he really had no idea, and he hated not knowing. This wasn't like the adventures they took, he wouldn't realise, he had to be told what it was.

A/N- Any review would be appreciated, i'd like to know what you would like to happen? What you don't like?