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Opening night was coming fast, and Clara was beginning to become worried. Not only was this her first show, but she had the main role. She was incredibly honored but the outcome of the entire production weighed on her shoulders, which was quite a lot to stomach for a new member.

"Doctor," Clara skipped up to him whilst he was running lines with Amy, "can I talk to you later about opening night? I know it's still a few weeks away but-"

"Gettin' butterflies?" Amy smiled.

"A bit," Clara admitted.

"Miss Oswald, I assure you, you will do splendidly. But if you want to talk, come find me half an hour. Amelia and I are off to discuss the blocking for her big number. Come along Pond," he called to Amy, walking into the wings.


Half an hour later, Clara found the Doctor pacing along the stage waiting for her.

"There you are love," he smiled. "Now tell me, what are these worries of yours?"

"Doctor, I realize you've put a lot of faith in me, giving me the main role, but I'm beginning to doubt my abilities. I'm new to the theatre experience, and I don't want to let our company down. I'm scared Doctor."

"My dearest Clara, if I didn't have complete faith in you and your abilities to hold this show up, I wouldn't have given you your role. I do think these things through you know."

Clara raised her head to look up at him. "Thank you."

The Doctor leaned down and gave her a small peck on the cheek. Clara's eyes widened at the sudden physical contact.

"Don't you worry my sweet little Oswald. You will shine brighter than the sun."