"So." Clara whispered, "You learn how to fly the Tardis and you bring us here." her voice shaking.

Clara and the Doctor were currently sitting on the floor with their backs resting against a stack of boxes. Hiding. They were hiding. The Doctor had gotten a message on her physic paper, stating that there was a space ship which had recentely became abandoned. The residents of the station had strangely disappeared without a trace. All 200 lifeforms were gone. Apart from one. The Doctor decided to check it out.

The Doctor laced her fingers through Clara's left hand, "We'll be fine, Clara." The ship was extremely dark with only a few flickering lights to provide small light.

Clara did not dare to move her head to look at the Doctor. Then there it was. The growl of the creature that they had been running from, "Promise me." Clara muttered, "Promise me we'll be fine."

"I. Promise. Cross my hearts." she assured with a whisper. The creature then screeched.

"Wh-What is it?" the companion finally asked.

"Xenomorph."

The Impossible girl tightened her grip on the Doctor's hand, "A what?!" she whisper-yelled.

"Xenomorph. An extremely dangerous creature that we should not even try to deal with."

"But... They don't exist."

"Well they clearly do."

"But they're from that movie that you thought was offensive! Alien!"

The Doctor slightly turned her head towards Clara, "Really? Well... I wouldn't be surprised if this Xenomorph made its way down to Earth one day."

"You mean you're not gonna get rid of it now?"

"Are you kidding me, Clara? It's massive!" the Doctor said a little too loud causing the Xenomorph to shriek and move further into the room. This time the Doctor gripped Clara's hand a tightly.

"Okay, Doctor." Clara finally breathed out, "Don't let me die to that. Anything but that. I will allow a Dalek to kill me just not that." she said, her voice laced with fear.

The Doctor then used her other hand to turn Clara's head, she then leaned forward and pecked Clara on the lips, "I won't let anything or anyone get near you, Clara. Nothing bad is going to happen." Clara secretly loved it when the Doctor caught her off guard with the random kisses here and there.

Clara nodded, "I trust you."

"Always?"

"Always."

The Doctor smiled and with a final whisper she said, "Besides. You're practically immortal."


The TARDIS groaned with worry as the Doctor burst in through the doors with Clara in her arms. The Xenomorph's screeches grew louder as it quickly made its way towards the blue box. The old girl soon slammed the doors shut in the creature's face just before it was able to get in.
"You'll be okay, Clara." the Doctor said as she managed to remove her coat and place it on the floor before placing Clara on top of it. Clara slightly nodded with a gulp. A voice interface of Idris then appeared,

"What has happened?" she asked as she automatically sent them into the vortex.

The Doctor said quickly, "Th-That Xenomorph. It got hold of her. I managed to distract it with the sonic before it did serious damage." she started to gently but quickly roll up Clara's left sleeve. The creature had took hold of Clara's arm and tried to pull her away from the Doctor's grasp, "You're immortal, Clara." the bleeding was dying down quick, "You're lucky. It will heal faster." The Time Lord carefully took Clara's left hand in her hands which caused the Impossbile Girl to clench her eyes shut.

"You're dellusional, thief." Idris spoke, "That thing still could have killed her. Immortality has nothing to do with it right now." Heat and bright orange glow started to pour from the Doctor's hands and into Clara's arm, "What do you think you're doing?!" Idris exclaimed, "Just because you have regeneration energy doesn't mean you get to use it whenever you want!"

"It's only a little bit..." the Doctor muttered.

Clara quickly spoke in a hushed tone, "Don't, Doctor." she managed to use her free hand to placed it on top of the Doctor's, "You've used too much energy already. This will go away on its own."

"She is right, thief. You have only just regenerated. Don't you think that you have used enough energy in the recent times? She can recover on her own this time. I might not have been opposed to this idea if the circumstances were different."

"It's my energy." the Doctor stated, anger starting to bubble within her. The energy continued flooding from her fingertips, "I decide when to use it."

"Just calm down, Doctor." Clara spoke, "This isn't you. You don't get angry. The old girl is just trying to help." she continued as she started to pry the Doctor's hands away from her, "Don't do this, Doctor."

"It's not necessary." Idris persisted.

The Doctor reluctantly removed her hands. Clara then lifted her head up slightly, "I know you would use up all of your future regenerations to save me, Doctor. But I don't want you to."

"Like I said, Clara." the Doctor replied, "I decide how I use my energy."

"You are so stubborn!" Idris said, "I thought you were more careful and smart than this but it turns out I was wrong, thief! Perhaps this regeneration is no good for you. Taking the form of a female must have corrupted your brain in the process."

"He's always been this stupid, old girl." Clara muttered.

"I know she is in love with you, Clara. But this is no excuse." this caused the Doctor to bite her lip.

The Impossible Girl let out a laugh, "That's funny."

"What is?" the Tardis questioned.

"The only people the Doctor loves is you and his wife... wives? I mean who knows how many the Doctor's had." Clara said as she gently flexed her arm, the immortality making it heal quicker. The Doctor stood up to fiddle with the console. Clara then groaned in pain before deciding to sit up and look at her Doctor, she raised an eyebrow at the Time Lord. She then looked at Idris.

Idris smirked at Clara, "She may love me and her wives. But there are more people on that list, Clara."

"Doctor?" the companion questioned, her eyes landing on the blonde woman. The Doctor cleared her throat before quickly leaving the console room. Clara's eyes widened as she looked at Idris, "No way."

"Yes." Idris smiled, "Lets put it this way. You're the only human I have seen the Doctor use regeneration energy on to try and save them. Obviously, I don't agree with it. But that old fool will do anything to save someone she loves."

Clara smiled, "I still can't get over the fact that we have to refer to the Doctor as a 'she' now."

"Me neither." And with that: Idris' voice interface disappeared and Clara go to her feet. She began to roam the halls of the TARDIS in order to find the reckless Time Lord.