Hey guys, i am back! Thank you so much to each and every one who favored, followed and reviewed the previous chapter. I hope that you like this one as well. This is a tad short and i apologize for it. I'll post a new one soon. (Carmen was the song coming from the Asylum of the Daleks, broadcast by Oswin. Episode: Asylum of the Daleks *obviously*)
The Doctor picked up Clara at seven, wearing a white tuxedo, and his beloved red bow-tie. They spent the night attending two different Opera plays, each one of them magnificent in it's beauty and simplicity. Clara had cried and he had smiled and the night was evolving into a perfect night out when he heard the familiar song.
It wasn't his favorite song, nor was it something he had written himself in the past, but that melody had a little piece of his hearts. A tiny, little piece, hidden away, safe from prying eyes.
It was Carmen. And it was hers.
He looked at Clara that night, wondering if she somehow recognized the familiar sound. If she had even the slightest memory of it, but Clara didn't even flinch. She was simply listening, smiling and wiping her eyes with his handkerchief.
He didn't want to ask her, he was too scared of bringing forth painful memories that shouldn't resurface in her mind. She was better that way, not remembering much. And even if she remembered, he didn't know what to say. It was all too complicated.
The Doctor listened at the song end, a tear forming in his eye.
He remembered.
A girl trapped inside a Dalek. A girl who told him to run when he thought that he would die. An echo of the person seating next to him. Not his Clara, not exactly. An echo, a fragment, a piece of her.
Oswin. Oswin Oswald.
He took Clara's hand, kissed it and nudged her short nose with his thumb. And she smiled back at him and told him to to take her back home, for a cup of tea and some Jammy Dodgers.
They left the Opera together but the Doctor stopped. Only for a second, he stopped, told Clara to go in the Tardis by herself and wait for him.
And then he chanced a glance, just a glance behind him. A sad smile forming on his lips and a tear frozen on his skin.
"Don't you worry, Oswin. I never forget. I am still running" He said.
The song was Carmen and in his mind it belonged to Oswin.
