Clara's POV

"Clara, listen to me. Close your eyes and imagine you are breathing in and out. Sense the place you are in. Describe me the smell, the sound and touch in detail." Ellie said. "Whoever it is, they are doing something to your original body. We are all tied to our bodies. If something happens to them, you would feel it as well. We have to get to your body. Now, do it."

Clara closed her eyes and concentrated.

"I feel exposed. There's a hard flat surface underneath me…" She clutched onto her chest. "I feel needles everywhere. The smell, it smells like…. Damp… like we're underground."

"Hey, leave my friend alone…" It was almost a whisper, but Clara recognised the thick, Scottish voice. There were all sorts of noises and then her throat finally freed up and she could breathe again. Hang on… breathe?

"Mum…."

"I know, I can hear it." Ellie interrupted. "Your heart is beating again."

"Why does it hurt so much? Being alive… Heart beating and being able to breathe… it just hurts so much." Clara said clutching her chest, wheezing.

"Well, when you're alive, and you're dying, your body goes in shock. You feel pain. I imagine it's the same thing reversed as well. If you're dead and you're brought back to life, you're going to feel pain." Ellie held onto her shoulders. "Clara, embrace your pain, welcome your life back into you. This never happens. Whatever they are doing to you, you are being brought back to the real world."

"But what for? Why do I deserve a second chance?" Clara said, crying. "I'm done being alive. I just want to go, I just want everyone to let me go."

"Clara." Ellie gazed into her suffering daughter with her big, kind eyes. "No matter how much it hurts, life is worth fighting for. The world is full of kindness, sadness… and miracles." She hugged her tight. It pained her to see that her daughter was suffering so much. Inside her hug, Ellie felt Clara's frail, trembling body. She stroke her over and over to calm her down. "You have to fight it. For your dad, for your gran… for your Doctor."

Clara looked up with tear-filled eyes. "If I go, I won't be able to see you again."

Ellie shook her head. "No Clara, because I'll always be here, watching over you. I am and always will be your guardian angel."

Clara looked around. They were not in the cemetery anymore. They were overlooking a mountain cliff. She breathed deep, and felt the cold air rushing into her lungs. She couldn't adjust to being alive. Was life always this hard?

"Clara, I need you to trust me." Ellie said. "When I say so, we will jump together, okay?"

"W…What for?" She clutched her chest again and laid on the ground. The pain was terribly hard to tolerate.

"When your soul is in danger, it automatically moves you to your original body. When you jump off the cliff, you'll be putting your soul at risk, and the body will automatically move you to a safe place. You need to get to your body, and take control of it. Breathe your life into it."

"No, then what about you? What will happen to you?" No way was Clara going to leave her mum, after all these years.

"I will go back to my original body as well. Back in the cemetery." She smiled.

"Please, I want you to stay. I want to be with you, mummy." 'Mummy.' She hasn't used that term for ages. It just sounded so sincere.

Ellie gave a sad smile. "Clara, it's about time you let go of me too. I died a long time ago. It's almost been a whole decade. There's no stopping it, there's no going back. But you, you have a chance. A second chance to live on. Don't do it for you, do it for everyone you care of back home. All the people who were so sad in your funeral." Ellie gently helped her up and they inched close to the edge of the cliff.

"Mum, I love you. I never got to say it to you before you died." Tears were streaming from Clara's face.

"It's okay Clara. I already knew. I love you too. Once you get back to the real world, please say hello to Gran and your dad for me as well, and tell your Doctor I said hi too. I'll miss you." Ellie said, tearing up as well. She gently kissed Clara's forehead. Clara hugged her, and never wanted to let go.

"In three…. Two… one…" They were freefalling, yet never let go of each other's hands. Clara stared at Ellie, and Ellie stared back at her daughter. They were consumed by the white light, and Clara found herself on a grimy floor.

Has it worked? She stood up and turned around to see her dead body on a table. Her heart shattered into million pieces. All this was for nothing! Her heart had stopped beating as well. The pain of life was gone, but so was her hope. Clara was devastated.

She froze when she saw the Doctor with the robot she had seen the day before she died.

"You(!)" She angrily whispered. She could see the pain on his pale face. "What have you done to him?!" Her fist trembled in rage.

"Subject ninety three, declared failed." The voice said.

"Please… let us go." The Doctor pleaded for the last time. His voice was hoarse from screaming and pleading with the drones.

"Doctor, what have they done to you?!" She stared, horrified. She finally noticed how terribly out of place both of his shoulders were. "Let him go!" She shouted.

"Granted." The drones ungrasped his wrist. The Doctor grimaced and popped his shoulders back into place. He laid on the black, grimy floor in temporary relief.

"Polinian law states that you have seen too much confidential matters. Solution: execution."

The Doctor backed away. "No, no. I've done nothing wrong, please go away. Just let us go."

The robot shot a green crystal on his face, which exploded into vapour in contact.

"Execution completed."

"No." Clara gasped. That was the poison that had killed her. The sudden rage overtook her. She charged at the drones, hoping she could hit them like she did to one back in her grave.

However, before she could reach them, the drones disappeared through a teleporter beam.

The Doctor calmly gazed at the watch.

"I have three days left."

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"TARDIS interface, scan my body." The Doctor said, after returning Clara's body in the freezer.

"Voice interface enabled. Scanning the Doctor's body." The hologram looked exactly like Clara. That was okay, it was currently calming him down. Dying while seeing her seemed like a good idea. He left a mental note to add it to his short bucket list, see Clara once more before he dies.

"Oh, so that's what I look like? What am I wearing?! I thought you weren't being a cow!" Clara whinged at the TARDIS. She knew no one could hear her, so she just sat down on the chair on the top floor of the console room in annoyance.

"Scan completed. Your body is contaminated with Polovox toxin. Regeneration is disabled. You will die in 7 days, 15 hours, 4 minutes and 23 seconds."

"Seven days. Better than three. Worse than eight." Clara sighed. She remembered the pain she had felt in the hospital. The Doctor was going suffer through all that. She stared emptily at the console room. He was going to be in so much pain. The realisation horrified her.

"Thanks for being so precise. I didn't really need to know the exact time." He sarcastically said.

"You will die sometime in the near future, comprised of 7 days, 15 hours, 4 minutes and 18 seconds."

The Doctor sighed. He should fix the human damper sometime. Well, he probably didn't have time to anymore, since he was going to be dead in 7 days, 15 hours, 4 minutes… he cursed. He was becoming more like the TARDIS. Brutal and realistic. He hated realistic.

"Right." He clapped. "Time for some travelling."

"TRAVELLING?! No, Doctor, time for REST!" She yelled, blocking the doorway. The Doctor straight went through her and she shivered. "Right, I'm dead. I keep forgetting." Clara shook her head.

The Doctor had landed in the Tower of London, as known as UNIT's secret headquarters.

"McGillop." He tapped the scientist's shoulder. He jumped, and let out an inhumane sound in shock.

"You bloody terrified me!" He shouted. "Kate's not doing well, you should go see her when you have a chance."

"Yeah, about that… I need to take her… and I need your permission, seeing as you are the new scientific advisor of UNIT."

"Why?... No, I don't want to know. I just know that I can trust you Doctor. Please bring my boss back… alive. We all need her."

"Of course. I'll try my best." He smiled, knowing that the plan of his might not succeed.

oOoOo

The Doctor quietly knocked the door. Kate slightly opened her eyes.

"Hey." The Doctor said.

She smiled.

"I want to take you somewhere." He coughed. It was starting. He had to get his plan going as soon as possible.

Kate started tearing up.

"No, no, Kate, don't cry." The Doctor tried to soothe her.

"I'm really sorry, but I don't remember your name." She said. "I should, I really should, It's in the grasp of my memories… but I can't do it… it just keeps slipping away like holding onto water."

"Are you my dad?" Kate said after a pause.

The Doctor froze. "No." He said, eyes closed, picturing the Brig. "He passed away a few years ago."

"Oh." Kate said, emptily.

"My name is the Doctor."

Kate laid there for a moment blankly trying to process the information.

"Kate, I want you to come with me." The Doctor broke the silence. "I NEED you to come with me. I want to save your life."

Without the Doctor's knowledge, Kate had already fallen asleep. He looked at the heart monitors and started panicking. Gradually, her heart rate was slowing down to a stop.

The Doctor quickly unhooked the body and placed it in a capsule. Kate's body instantly froze inside.

He leaned on the capsule and sank to the ground and sat there quietly. After a moment, he sprang back up. "No time to waste." He ran to the console.

He landed on a foreign planet that was just like earth. However, it was a much clear, environmentally friendlier planet, run with wind turbines and solar panels.

The Doctor sat on a lonely bench, thinking about all that has happened. The bench oversaw a clear, blue river, flowing beyond the apple-green plain. A little girl, about seven years old, sat next to him.

"You look sad." She said, scanning his face. "Have you lost someone?"

"Nah, I saved them." He said, sighing. "But I'm sad because I was told I won't be staying in this world for long."

The little girl handed him a piece of golden brown chocolate. "I'm sorry to hear that. My mum said chocolate always cheers you up. Boosts your serotonin levels in your brain. Try it." Her brilliant teal eyes stared into the Doctor's sad, old, blue eyes.

"Thanks." He said. "What's your name?" He asked, after finishing the chocolate. Seven year olds shouldn't know the word 'serotonin'.

"I'm Tiana. If you're wondering, my parents are just over there, checking the PH levels of the river. They are researching the waterways for any contamination. Just in case you are one of the kidnappers."

Ah kids, so naïve. He smiled. Hang on, contamination?

"Contamination from what?" He raised his eyebrows. To his knowledge, this planet was famous for the symbiosis between nature and technology.

"The Polovils, you know? The little kitty like things with floppy ears?" She mimicked two cat ears. "According to my mum, when they get sick, they might contaminate our source of water as well."

"Tia!" A lady in glasses ran over. "Sir, I am so sorry for my daughter, she just goes everywhere and talks to everyone. She's too curious for her own good."

"Curious is fine. Curious generates brilliant minds." He stood up, flinching slightly. The pain in his side was slowly spreading. "I'm the Doctor, nice to meet you."

"Likewise. I am Dr Alana Gatford, and that's my husband, Dr Derek Gatford, and you've met Tia already. May I ask what you are the Doctor of?"

"Intestinal parasites."

Alana raised her eyebrows. "Come on Tia, let's go help your dad catch some Polovils." She started walking off with Tiana.

"Great job Doctor, way to scare people." Clara added, rolling her eyes.

"Wait!" He froze. It suddenly clicked in his head. "Stupid, stupid Doctor. I am Doctor IDIOT!"

Tiana Gatford, She was the one. She was the founding scientist who creates the Polovox toxin. He bent down. "Tia." He gave a grin at the seven year old. He handed her a little magnifying glass. "This used to be my friend's. But I want you to have it. I think you'll become a great scientist in the future.

"Thank you, Doctor." She grinned and looked through the magnifying glass. She laughed such innocent laughs, laughs he hadn't heard in a while.

He returned to the TARDIS. Halfway through the steps to the upper floor, he lost balance and tumbled down.

"Doctor!" Clara screamed.

He laid on the floor, trying to gather himself. Everything so brilliantly spinning. He was so exhausted. Just a small, quick nap on the floor…. "NO!" He leaned on the floor and got up. "I still have business to take care of."

He pulled the lever and the TARDIS was set in motion.

"Tiana Gatford. I am going to change your life."