A/N: Final Chapter *eeek* In the end I tried to make it touching. Thank you everyone who has followed and reviewed for this fic! This was an extremely fun fic to make. I will be making a more steamy sequel after this, possible after my birthday coming up. Thanks for the support :)
Chapter 7
In My Dreams
The halls were now silent. It seemed that ever step I took the more distant you could hear the celebrations, and yet the TARDIS that we arrived in was not that far from the ballroom. I guess the party is over, and all the guests were returning home to reunite with families, and to tell them on how wonderful a night this was. That was what I was thinking at least. Nothing gets better than two Doctors.
I turned the last corner and there stood the TARDIS tucked away in its little corner. As I approached the doors I had to think some things over. If my plan was successful, then the Doctor should bombarded me as soon as I walk through the doors. And if I was not successful, then we would be off to get some galactic ice-cream.
I pushed the door open and carefully walked inside. I didn't really want the Doctor to just attack me as soon as I entered the TARDIS, because then that would be unfair. As I shut the door behind me the TARDIS gave off a whirling noise. I scanned the area, and I noticed something extremely odd. The Doctor was not in the consul room!
He usually was always in the consul room. Why was he not here? I circled the consul once, twice, and then thrice! This was extremely odd, even for the Doctor.
"Doctor? Where are you?" I gave a quick little shout. There was no response however.
"Doctor…?" I walked down some steps leading into the corridors. I checked in either direction to see if a man with a bow tie and floppy hair was running down the corridors to get me. Nothing.
I turned my head and walked back up the steps. At that moment I never felt so lonely. I didn't really like not having the Doctor by my side. I didn't care at that moment if I were to kiss him or not. Right now, I just really wanted to hold him in my arms.
I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around myself, pretending to be held by my Doctor. Just the sheer comfort of his smell would be nice, but I didn't even have that. Then I felt to arms rap around me and hold me. I felt warm, and I could smell the Doctor.
I open my eyes to see the Doctor holding me close to him.
"Did I make you wait?" He said into my ear. His hot breath was even gentle at that moment. I felt as if my insides were turning. He used my own words against me. And he was right about one thing. Waiting sucks!
I turned around too look at him in the eyes. "Where were you?"
"I was actually getting a couple more bananas because I thought you would be really hungry. I came back in here and saw you holding yourself, and you looked like you were going to cry."
"I waited." I said softly.
"Not as long as I have, Clara." He said with a grin.
"It worked?"
"Not only did it work, Clara. I remember everything now! The whole night!"
Then the Doctor looked at my hands.
"Where is it?"
"Where is what, Doctor?"
"I gave you a rose, Clara. It has four years of my life in it which makes it special and extremely delicate. If you lost it I will be-"
I cut him off as I pulled a rose out of hair. It still shimmered and glowed, and lucky for me it had no thorns! So I was able to put it in my hair without getting any tangles!
He looked at the rose as if it were something extremely precious, and then gave me the same gaze.
"Thank you." He said with a growing smile.
"Why would I leave this behind? It's a gift from my Doctor." I said as I began to rub his chest slowly.
"Clara, I have waited three hundred years for this moment." He said silently as he grabbed onto my waist and pulled me in closer to his body. "And now I can finally have what you have promised me, and this time you won't make me wait again."
"You don't need to forget anything this time." I said with a innocent face. I still had to tease him, it was just a huge impulse I couldn't refuse. I placed the rose on the consul behind the Doctor so that I could have empty hands.
"Clara, my Clara." He started to lean in closer to me. He looked so beautiful with the way he was just composing himself. So calm, and here I thought I would walk in and get taken like an animal.
I started to lean myself closer to him, but before I touched his lips I uttered "Sorry to make you wait." And we collided.
It was out of sheer relief! I could tell with the way that he was kissing me. He was so ravenous, but yet he remained gentle. I could feel our bodies reacting to one an others touch. We were dancing all over again. We were dipping, and crashing, colliding, and spinning.
As we separated, we caught onto each others breath and started to run into the corridors. My hand was in his, and he was taking me somewhere. Somewhere where we could be together. Somewhere where we could dance.
A soft humming of the TARDIS was cooing me to sleep. I laid in bed with the Doctor behind me. His breath was warm on my neck, and I figured that he was asleep. I tried closing my eyes, but then I couldn't really just sleep. I guess the TARDIS figured I need a little lullaby.
I shifted and turned my body so that I was facing the Doctor. His eyes were shut and his hair hung low in his face. You could still see lingering sweat hanging on his face. I bet there was sweat on me as well, but that didn't matter. I have never seen the Doctor asleep. He just looked so peaceful, and so restful.
I just watched him for a while before I decided to try and sleep again. As I closed my eyes I imagined it. I imagined everything all over again. I saw my first dance with the Doctor, and our kiss. I saw our game of Hide-N-Seek, and I saw my rose. I saw our final kiss, and yet from there I continued it. I expanded our story.
I counted the stars above our heads as we danced, and then I drifted into sleep. I dreamed of him. I dreamed of all that we have done. I dreamed of my Doctor, and how we danced that night. I fell deeper and deeper into my dream. I could feel things now, and hear things.
I felt the petals falling onto my face as they fell from the sky, and I heard the ballroom music fly across the night air. I felt their hands entwined with mine, and I could hear every word they spoke to me that night. I felt every kiss, and every touch. And I could hear ever teardrop drop that fell to the floor.
That night was a night to remember for me and my Doctors. And I knew that for the rest of my life that I would dance with him. My Doctor. And that could never be wrong.
A/N: There we go! Thanks for reading! If you want to throw some Ideas at me for the sequel PM me. Keep it positive, and it doesn't have to be clean this time ;) Hope you got my references to dancing... remember? From the Doctor dances? teehee. I shall return, in the meantime... uhhhhh... read more whouffle!
