Clara stared at Danny across the table like her students do to her during a lecture, bored.
Lately, she couldn't understand why she was getting frustrated at him even the little things he did that she thought were cute now irritated her.
"Blimey, was he always this boring?" She wondered as she picked at whatever it was she was eating.
She felt so out of place sitting in the fancy restaurant wearing her basic black dress and matching short jacket while being surrounded by fur coats and suits.
Suddenly his voice broke into her thoughts. "Clara?"
"Hmm?" She said.
"Are you okay?" Danny asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine." She smiled slightly.
He looked at her uncertain.
"Are you sick?"
"Of course not. I'm just not used to the food." She replied.
Danny frowned. "Are you sure?"
"Yes." She sighed exasperated.
"Sorry?" He said.
Clara smiled to reassure him and he continued his school story.
He started tapping his fingers on the napkin again annoying Clara she quickly took his hand to make him stop.
"Something wrong?" Danny asked.
"No, I just wanted to hold your hand." She lied.
He smiled and rubbed her fingers with his thumb.
Danny studied her face and noticed the sad distant look in her eyes and slowly pulled his hand back.
"What's wrong?" Clara asked.
"You miss it don't you?" Danny said softly.
"What?"
"Traveling with the Doctor." He replied.
"No, I-I don't." She insisted.
"Yeah, well I know it's not the same but we could do things together." He smiled.
Clara nodded slowly. "I guess." She said with some disappointment.
Danny glanced at her and changed the subject. "So, why did you travel with the Doctor?"
She shrugged. "He showed me wonders; he helped me fulfill a childhood dream."
"Your childhood dream was to be in danger?" He chuckled.
She shot him a hurtful look.
He scoffed. "I'm sorry but you can't tell me it was safe. I mean half the time I never knew where you were."
"I called you." She said.
"When it was convenient." Danny mumbled.
"We were busy besides the Doctor kept me safe maybe under methods I'll never understand but he did." Clara replied.
"What about leaving you alone with that male robot rebuilding itself with human body parts?" Danny said.
"The Doctor came back just like he always does." She said.
Danny nodded. "Fair enough."
There was a couple of minutes of uncomfortable silence before Danny spoke again.
"Still I think its best that you sent him away maybe being alone will make him a better man or alien in his case." Danny replied.
"That's not fair, no one deserves to be alone." She replied.
"He does especially after all the female companions he's had." Danny muttered.
Clara couldn't take it she loved Danny but she had to leave.
"Danny, I've got to go." She said standing up.
Before he could respond they were interrupted by the sound of heavy rain outside.
Clara looked behind her and cringed. "Great now the Doctor's going to gloat when I get home."
"Wow, it's pouring! Do you want me to take you home?" Danny asked.
Clara couldn't let Danny find the Doctor in her living room and shook her head.
"No, I'll be fine." She said.
Clara gave him a small kiss before quickly leaving the restaurant.
Outside it was getting dark and Clara was getting soaked but Danny's words replayed in her mind angering her.
The Doctor wasn't perfect but he didn't deserve to be lonely and so what if he had a lot of female companions didn't mean he had relationships with all of them, right?
The rain came down harder and Clara she scolded herself for wearing high heels as she walked around with no umbrella or something to cover her head.
"I'm such an idiot." She muttered bitterly.
"You, Clara Oswald? Never!" She heard a familiar voice say.
She turned and saw the Doctor soaking wet and grinning while holding a closed umbrella.
"Hello!" He said.
Clara wanted to scold him for not using that umbrella on himself but she was so relieved to see him she didn't care.
"Doctor, what are you doing here?"
"Collecting rain water for my TARDIS spray." He replied.
Clara looked at him confused. "Huh?"
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a couple of tubes of rainwater.
"See, it's for the spray I told you about."
Before Clara could respond he stopped her. "Clara we're both wet so wouldn't it be wiser if we finished this conversation at home?" The Doctor said placing them back into his pocket.
Clara nodded. "But it's hard to walk in this rain in heels."
"Well, what were you wearing that for?" The Doctor scoffed.
She gave him a "you really want to go there" look.
He smiled sheepishly. "Right. Okay we'll let's try this."
He opened the umbrella and handed it to her before swooping her up in his arms surprising her.
"Doctor, what are you doing?"
"I'm carrying you home." He replied.
She smiled. "So learned a thing or two about chivalry from Robin Hood did we?"
The Doctor gave her a look but smirked. "You want me to put you back down?"
Clara just grinned making him smile.
"Come on let's go and keep that umbrella over your head."
"I am!" She insisted.
"No, it's over my head." The Doctor replied.
"Well, I don't want you to get sick."
He scoffed. "I'll be fine; however you know you're going to get sick, right?"
"Lovely." Clara grumbled.
"Don't worry I'll fix you a tonic that should prevent any colds and flus." He said.
"Can we have cocoa with that?" She asked sweetly.
The Doctor gave a heavy sigh. "Yes, I'll make some cocoa."
Clara grinned and hugged his neck.
He shook his head. "I swear I don't know what's happen to me. I've gone from being the On-coming storm to doing domestics."
"You like though don't you?" Clara asked.
"Yeah, I do." He replied softly.
She smiled and rested her head on his chest as he carried her home.