Chapter 2
Inside the house is dark but it doesn't matter because she will always know the way, the one thing she will never forget. She can see a familiar pair of red Converse runners at the bottom of the stairs and smile to herself as she thinks about him.
The first day they met. It was a very normal day for her as she ran around, avoiding everyone and messing about on her own. But then she met him. She can barely even mention his name but she does it just this once; The Doctor. She sighs aloud as she walks slowly down the hallway. She was always a bit immature, mind you- so was he. Maybe that's why they never realized until it was too late. As previously said, she had been messing about on her own when (typically) she fell- hard. He, being The Doctor, helped her and they got to know each other after they realized that they were both very alike. They both wanted out, wanted to get away and so they did. They travelled together in his ship, the TARDIS (Time and Relative Dimension in Space), a lovely blue police box they made home for those few short centuries. It was just the two of them doing stupid stuff like jumping off the Titanic and tickling Hitler when he was just a baby. Then they had their own, a boy they called Benny.
There's a loud noise from upstairs and she shivers slightly but ignores the sound. Now that she has decided to remember, she will.
The boy grew up great, wonderful and full of craziness. Then the time of the Time War came, with all its hate and violence. Benny was captured, which was definitely her fault, no matter how much The Doctor denied it. But he wasn't killed, no; only changed. She still doesn't know for sure what they did to her son, even now but one thing The Doctor and she knew; he was no longer their son. For the past 300 years had been searching for Benny, or at least what was left of him so that maybe after all these years she could put something right. Or maybe it was so that Benny would have at least one parent. Again she blocks out those painful memories of The Doctor's death. Not yet, she tells herself, patience.
Only recently she heard word of where Benny might be. It was smart, really. They put him in the one place she was sure never to return to, but here she is. She wonders what he is, what has happened to him and she knows that it doesn't matter as long as he remembers.
There's a loud groan from upstairs and a thud. She realizes that she can't avoid Benny any longer and she walks over to the stairs. She wants her last moments to be a memory of The Doctor's death. Her foot touches the first step and she remembers.
The fire, it was everywhere, consuming everything in its path.
Second step.
They ran together down the main street, they had fought together but now it was just them. There was nothing they could do.
Third step.
She could hear them catching up behind them. "Exterminate." They repeated. It only made her speed up.
Fourth step.
A huge bang erupted from above them and she looked up to see a huge missile falling down on them. The Doctor pushed her out of the way and they both fall on the impact. The bomb goes flying into the ground, raising dust. But when it all falls they get up and look at each other. "We have to get out of here." She says as if he didn't already know that.
Fifth step. Here it comes, she tells herself.
"Exterminate." The stupid Dalek said. They were too slow. They always were.
Sixth step.
Everything moved in slow motion
Seventh step.
Still, their survival instinct kicked in, telling them to run. And they did.
Eighth step.
She knew it was no use; one or both of them would die soon unless someone shot that Dalek.
Ninth step. Oh God- this is it. She shuts her eyes tight and remembers.
The ground split underneath them and she fell over, a huge crack in the Earth's crust, too deep to see the bottom- A huge crack in the Earth's crust; and she almost fell into it. She whips around to warn The Doctor before he does the same.
Tenth step. This is it. The end…
She turns around suddenly, her hair flicking him in the fac. "Go!" He roars, his eyes wide as he keeps running. She stretches out her hand towards him in shock, unable to speak as she sees the disaster about to happen, before it's even happened.
He runs forward, looking back at her questioningly and finally she finds her voice. "No!" But it's too late. He never saw it. He falls; down into the deep crack… The last she hears from him, his scream; that one word, haunting her forever; her name. She can still hear him, even now.
"Clara!" She shudders as she remembers The Doctor's last moments. "Clara, get down!" What? That wasn't part of the memory. Yet, it is his voice… she turns around and there he is, running across the landing towards her. "Go!" he shouts, pushing her roughly. She doesn't move so he jumps on her, sending them both flying down the stairs. The house shakes as the creature upstairs moans deafeningly, but Clara doesn't care. All she can do is stare at him; The Doctor. He's been alive this whole time.