So, this is the last chapter. I was wondering whether to write a chapter with River's bedroom, but since she never really traveled with the Doctor like that, I wasn't so sure. If you want me to write a River chapter, then PM me or say so in the reviews. If I get enough people, I'll write one and get it up as soon as I can. In the meantime, here's this chapter. It's a bit Whouffley. I hope you all like it. Thank you to all of you who followed, favorited, reviewed. It means loads. Okay, I'm going to stop writing this now so that you can read the actual chapter.

Clara walked into the TARDIS control room from the garage where she had parked her motorbike. She placed her helmet and jacket on the seat she usually occupied.

"Doctor?" Clara called. Her voice echoed back to her in the empty control room. She didn't know where this new Doctor like to spend his time, so she decided to go to her bedroom.

As she reached the door, she could hear someone sniffing inside. She slowly opened the door and quietly walked inside. The Doctor looked up at her from his spot on the floor. He was leaning up against her bed and clutched the book "101 Places to See" to chest. Clara quickly grew concerned as she saw the silver streaks that his tears left as he cried silently. She hadn't ever seen this Doctor cry.

She slowly walked over to him. Before she could sit down next to him, he set her book down and got up onto his knees. He wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his head in her stomach. She could feel her shirt start to get damp as she tangled her fingers in his short silver hair and hugged him close.

"I'm sorry," the Doctor whispered. "I'm sorry I can't be him...but...please. Please don't leave me.

Clara stood in shock as the Doctor continued to cry into her stomach.

"Why would I? You're still the Doctor. I'll stay as long as time will allow," Clara whispered to him.

"That's not long enough," he said fiercely. "Rose left and my hearts broke. I didn't think I would ever be able to pick up the pieces. Martha left and all I felt was guilt. Guilt that I didn't try hard enough. Then Donna left and I became a madman. When Amy, Rory, and River left, everything broke. I forced myself into solitary confinement for years. Years and years and years. I don't want to find out what will happen to me when I lose my Clara."

His tears continued to soak Clara's shirt as she ran her hands through his hair, trying to calm him.

"Shh. I'm still here. I'm not leaving," she whispered. She gently pulled his arms off of her and kneeled down so they were face to face. She reached up and rested her hand against his cheek. He leaned into her hand. "I'll stay as long as you'll have me."

The Doctor stared deep into Clara's eyes as if searching for something.

"Forever," he whispered pleadingly.

She smiled. She leaned forward and kissed his forehead softly. He closed his eyes at her touch.

"Forever it is then," she whispered as she slowly pulled back. The Doctor sighed and smiled in contentment.