Chapter 4- The Past always catches up.
Clara knew the voice. It's very resonance deep in her heart. She slowly turned, looking at the figure in the room with her wide eyed, just the sight of him left her with a growing smile on her face despite her inner sadness as the stress of recent events as well as a very sad moment that she was never to forget.
"Hello Clara" he said as he stood there in all his finery, just as she remembered him. From those big, sad, ancient green eyes, the long floppy brown hair & comical chin to his warm smile & purple tweed with matching bow tie. The Eleventh Doctor, Her Doctor.
She walked towards him, placing a hand on his cheek to confirm it was truly him.
"But how, how are you here?" She asks.
"It's still happening for me Clara. To me in my timeline you're still on Trenzalore, in the clock tower, sheltering from my stand against the daleks." he said.
"But I thought. I thought it you didn't have long after that till" She sniffs "Till you changed." She says.
"I didn't which is why I used this" Holding up his arm to show a vortex manipulator, the very vortex manipulator Clara once used to save him and his Tenth and his forgotten Time War incarnations from The Tower Dungeons.
He looks at her with the big sad eyes she partially fell in love with. "I don't have long before you get back to the Tardis on Trenzalore, but I felt the phone call wasn't enough. I knew I needed to see you one more time." He says.
She looks at him and hugs him only to beam with a smile as his arms wrap around her "I need this" she mumbles as her head rests against his tweed.
He then looks at her and can see that she has been troubled recently, he puts his hand against her cheek. "Oh My Impossible Girl, I can see you are troubled, but please for me, no matter what happens, whatever gets you down. never let it get to you, remember the promise I keep. Never Give Up, Never Give In My Clara." He then tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear and kissed her forehead before stepping back.
She looks at him with a tear in her eye. "I Promise" she says as she hugged him before he stepped back. "Must you go?" she says as the tears roll.
"I'm sorry Clara but I must" he says
"The timelines must stay as they are, so he must do what needs to be done Clara" a thick Scottish accent rings out.
The Eleventh Doctor and Clara look over as The Twelfth Doctor stands in the doorway.
"So this is how I turn out" The Eleventh Doctor says. "Oh How Amelia Pond would laugh." He says.
"Oh How she would indeed" The Twelfth Doctor says to his predecessor as they look at each other with a small grin on their faces.
The Eleventh then looks at his successor and his impossible girl. "Take Care of each other" he says in a proud yet sorrowful tone, straightening his bow tie for the final time before looking at Clara with a smile.
Clara smiled back as Her Doctor disappeared to meet his fate and regenerate into the timelord that remained in the room with her.
"P.E went out with your father to get your gran from bingo so I better leave you to sleep" The Older Doctor said before giving Clara a wink, a wink that showed he knew when to turn up to see his old self before leaving the room.
Clara smiled knowing despite his regeneration that her bow tie clad doctor was always looking over her as she began to settle into the best sleep she had in weeks, as she did this The Doctor looked over towards Clara's bedroom door before emerging back into The Tardis as a soft, caring smile sat on his elderly Gallifreyan face.