Unsure of what to do, Clara had headed back to the Doctor's room. When she first opened the door she thought the Doctor was asleep. She entered anyway, closing the door behind her as quietly as she could. She had no where else to go, after all. No one else to be with. She was alone.

She slid down the door and let the tears fall freely, still trying not to make a sound. Her Doctor wouldn't have left her. Not like this. But that's not what Vastra had said, was it? She said the Doctor and that woman were one and the same. And that meant he, the real Doctor, had left her, too. She didn't know which was worse.

She looked up just in time to see the Doctor sneak a quick glance at her.

Clara sighed. 'I saw you. I know you're awake.'

For a second or two, the Doctor didn't answer. 'Did you also know that I'm telepathic?'

Clara closed her eyes, banging her head on the door behind her. 'I forgot.'

'You were thinking quite loudly.'

'Yeah, well, you hurt my feelings.'

'I didn't notice.'

'No, you didn't.'

The Doctor propped herself up on her elbow. 'Would you like me to change back?'

'Can you?'

'That's a yes.'

'I didn't say that.'

'You didn't say no.'

'Well is that so wrong of me? He knew who I was, at least.' Clara snapped.

'I don't know who I am. How am I supposed to remember you?'

Clara swallowed hard. 'I don't know. I don't know, okay?'

'You thought you mattered to me.'

Tears blurred Clara's vision. 'Yes.'

'Well, that's that settled then, isn't it? I'll just let you know if you did once I remember. Until then,' The Doctor stuck out her hand. 'Hello, I'm the Doctor. Or so everybody seems to call me.'

Clara didn't move. She didn't know what to do. She didn't know how she felt and she didn't know how she wanted to feel and she didn't know the Doctor anymore.

The Doctor wiggled her fingers. 'It's not going to shake itself.'

Before Clara could even open her mouth, there was a knock at the door. She jumped to her feet, relieved, and swung it open.

Strax scowled up at her. 'Put your hands in the air and submit yourself to the superior sontaran race. Also, Madame Vastra is waiting for you.'

'Alright. Well.' Clara sent the Doctor a tentative smile. 'Duty calls.' And, not daring to see the expression on her face, Clara left.