Danni really didn't know what to do with herself. Clara was at work, but that wasn't anything new. She'd thrown herself back into the new school term with the enthusiasm of someone who had been off just long enough to forget what it was like to be annoyed at the job they were working. Danni was still mourning the loss of the Christmas period.

She wasn't sure how long she'd spent with the Doctor this time around. All she knew was that it had been absolutely perfect. They'd had little disagreements, sure, but nothing like they would have once had. There were no hurt feelings, no being made to feel stupid, or less. It was back to how it had been back on Christmas, back before he had regenerated. They just argued and then got over it. Her marriage had finally got back on track and they were both better for it.

She wasn't sure why she'd let him drop her off at the end of their trip together, but one minute she was having fun and feeling content, the next she was watching the TARDIS disappear in front of her eyes with her husband inside. And her sonic screwdriver. Hopefully, anyway. She'd only had it a few weeks but she had already misplaced it.

She really could have used it as well. As she heavy-handedly shut the door on the kitchen cupboard she had been cleaning out, the ringing of pain-filled, terrified screams echoed in her head. She closed her eyes and leant her forehead on the wooden surface, trying to block it out.

It had been all her fault. She could have used it to distract them, to bring them over to her and away from…

No matter. She turned to the next cupboard. She could clean the whole kitchen out before Clara came home.

~0~0~0~

"A what?" Danielle asked, a frown on her face as she turned on her bedside lamp. It was half two in the morning. A time she should have been asleep at, not on the phone.

"A Rannon," Kate replied. "Have you heard of them before?"

"Never," Danni replied bluntly. "Can't this wait until morning?"

"They're very big, very hungry, very dangerous and are currently on their way to the Black Archives," Kate explained and Danni's eyes widened slightly.

"How do they even know that exists?" she exclaimed before wincing. She hoped that didn't wake Clara up.

"They can pull information from their victims. Whatever is at the forefront of their minds when they are eaten becomes common knowledge, it would seem. Most of the time it's harmless, until they ate one of my colleagues."

"Oh," Danni replied. "I'm sorry."

"Thank you," Kate replied, trying not to sound as grateful for the sentiments as she was. "There will be a car outside your building shortly. Should I assume Miss Oswald will be joining you?"

Danni glanced at her bedroom door. Clara would love to join her on a job like this, but she also had work in the morning. She also knew that their companion was going through a bit of a rough patch with her boyfriend, one that was down to her presence in Clara's life. She'd even turned the Doctor away for their last Wednesday trip – stating a large workload and little time. Danni was sure it was because she was conflicted in her loyalties between her best friends and her boyfriend. She didn't want to add to that for fear of driving her farther away.

"No," she replied softly. "Just me. Clara has work tomorrow, she needs to sleep."

"Very well," Kate replied. "And thank you."

"Don't mention it," Danni dismissed. "Just make sure I have a cup of tea waiting for me at the other end."

She hung up the phone, placing it down on her bedside table once more before grabbing her glasses. She quickly got dressed, heading out of the room to leave Clara a note without picking it up again.

~0~0~0~

That had been her first mistake. Her phone was her best resource. She had communication lines with some of the best minds the universe had ever seen. Leaving it on the bedside table had been the cause of so much trouble. UNIT had a phone number for the TARDIS, but the Doctor didn't always answer them and they really couldn't get in contact with anyone else either.

Not that she blamed UNIT. This had been her own fault. Everything that had happened had been down to her own inability to judge the situation correctly. She'd gone into something over her head yet again, and there had been consequences. There were always consequences.

For example, the consequence of her deciding to clean out the washing machine properly had been that she'd needed to take apart some of the kitchen to get to it. She was sure that Clara wouldn't mind as long as she put it back together again, and considering it was barely lunchtime she knew she could do it. This was also a job that would have been better with her sonic screwdriver.

She growled in frustration at the tears that gathered in her eyes, smacking her hand on the washing machine. She had to calm down. She needed to pull it out further so she could get underneath where it sat. She grabbed it with both hands and grunted as she pulled it out.

~0~0~0~

"Rennon?" Danni asked Kate. She was being led, almost bundled, down a long hallway towards wherever Kate had set up base. "What do we know about them?"

"Rannon," Kate corrected. "They're from a planet not too far from our galaxy. The first group appeared in the late seventies, running from a war. Earth offered them sanctuary and they've been living here peacefully for decades."

"So what changed that?"

"A new wave of refugees landed a year ago. Or, so we thought," Kate replied.

"What do you think now?" Danni asked her.

"We think they're the ones who lost the war," someone else said and she turned to see two Osgoods stood behind them. Danni smiled at them both, but couldn't help but shoot the one in the blue outfit that echoed her old style a brighter one. She seemed a little flustered at the extra attention, and in turn Danni felt rather nice at being that loved.

"And they want whatever is in the Black Archive to restart it?" she guessed. "I'm guessing you've got some of your soldiers outside waiting?"

Kate nodded. "It'd be better if we catch them sooner rather than later, though."

Danni rubbed her hands together. "Well, I'm here to help," she replied, a grin appearing on her face. "Tell me everything you've got."

"Well there's not much to go on, to be honest," the Osgood who was dressed in a bowtie and shirt told her. "They're normally quiet. They disguise themselves as human and just live out their lives. Teachers, shop assistants, anything really."

"You mean like the Zygons?" she asked the pair, who nodded in agreement.

"We know where they all are, but everyone is accounted for except for five," Kate explained. "Four of them have been here since the start, it's just one who was from the second wave. We think he might have recruited them"

"And the newbie is the one chomping on your staff?" Danni guessed.

"Exactly."

"So what have you got as a plan?" she asked. "There's got to be people guarding the archive, what else have you got? Do we know where they are?"

"We lost them about a mile away from the tower. They looped around and then disappeared," Kate explained. "We need to stop them before they get to the Archive if possible. The men we've got stationed outside it don't know what is in the Archive, but as a part of UNIT they do know things that we would rather didn't get into common knowledge."

Danni nodded slowly, agreeing. "Alright, alright," she muttered. "I only have one more question for now."

"Yes?" Kate asked.

"Where is that cup of tea I asked for?"

"Sorry, sorry, coming through!" a voice called and a young man seemed to be jogging over towards them. Danni smiled at the reusable takeaway cup he had in his hand.

"Ah, I see I spoke too soon," she commented as the man joined them. He can't have been more than 25, in the normal UNIT uniform and a grin on his face.

"One cup of tea, as ordered," he declared. "I would have been quicker but I spilt the first one over some paperwork. Carnage it was."

"Accidental, I presume?" Danni asked as she took it off him.

"Never," he promised and she grinned.

"Good," she replied. "Thank you…"

"Devon, Ma'am. Devon McDonald," he replied and she waited for the salute that she and the Doctor tended to garner when they met anyone new in the Taskforce. However, one didn't come and she raised the cup to her lips.

"You didn't salute," she pointed out.

"I'd heard you didn't like it, Ma'am," he replied and she nodded before taking a tiny sip of the drink. Still a little too hot. She'd give it a moment.

"I don't," she replied. "I like you." She turned to Kate. "I like him, he can stay. Take me to the Archive."

"Is that wise?" Kate asked and Danni shrugged.

"I dunno," she admitted freely. "But the only lead we have is that these Rannon things are heading there. Best thing we can do is wait until they turn up." She pointed behind her as she walked towards the exit. "He comes!"

Kate turned to Devon, who looked like he'd hit the jackpot. "You heard her," she said, hands going into her pockets. "Looks like you've got a fan."

~0~0~0~

The television was annoying. Danni turned off the sound at first, but then the happy silent faces pissed her off so much that they had to go too. But the silence was almost worse but she made no move to feel it. Maybe she deserved it.

Clara's kitchen had never looked cleaner, but when she'd moved onto the living room to give that a proper good tidy she'd lost all motivation. She'd not been back to bed, she was running on empty, but she didn't particularly want to close her eyes either.

People often wondered if they ever looked back. The Doctor tried not to, she knew that, but she couldn't help it. She couldn't help going over and over in her head what had happened the night before and it was keeping her from dozing off. She felt it deeply and the guilt was threatening to eat her alive.

What else could she have done, though? She'd not had a choice, had she? She really had thought that they'd talk to someone. She always underestimated the cruelty in the universe, and once again it wasn't her who suffered the consequences. She had been useless, again.

She squeezed her eyes closed, running her hand through her hair. She had to pull herself together. Next time she would be better. Next time she'd do it herself.

~0~0~0~

Behind the wall, Danni turned to her little group of helpers. She was panting from the run, but she was grinning as she always did. She did enjoy a good run.

"Right," she whispered. "We can't go back because we've got three Rannons behind us."

"Rennons," Devon corrected and Danni stuck her tongue out at him.

"Alright, smarty-pants," she replied. "Three Rennons coming in behind us. The guns don't work, and Kate never got her phone to me so I can't get help."

"We can't go forward because there's another one by the door," Osgood replied.

"But there is only one," Danni replied. "And there's three of us. If we've got to take our chances, I'm going to go with that one."

"Alright," Devon agreed. "What's the plan?"

"We've just got to get them away from the door," Danni reasoned. "Two of us can lead it away, the third can get into the Archive and find us something helpful to use against them."

"We can't get in without clearance, and we can't contact anyone to ask for some," Osgood pointed out. "My phone isn't working."

"I have clearance," Danni reminded. "I always have clearance."

"So, basically, your plan is to let us two distract it while you run in?" Devon summarised and Danni nodded.

"Pretty much, yeah," she confirmed. "It's not a good plan, but it's all we've got right now."

"I don't think we've even got that," the man replied, peering around the corner. "There's nothing there."

Danni frowned then her eyes widened. "No, no, that's not good," she muttered, peeking out around the corner as well. She could see the door to the Black Archive clearly, with nothing and no one in front of it.

"Why's that not good?" he asked. "We've got clear running. We can all get in now."

"No, because there shouldn't be no one there," Danni pointed out. "There's supposed to be guards. You know, people with guns who would shoot first and ask who we are later? Where's the staff?"

Osgood joined them, so all three were peering around the corner, Danni in the middle, her on top and Devon underneath. "There should be four soldiers there," she told them. "I know there should be."

"So where are they?" Danni asked lowly. "We need to draw them out."

"How?" Devon asked as the pulled back. "It's like you said; they'll shoot us on sight if we just step out, won't they?"

"I'm more concerned about the missing monster," Danni replied. "I still don't… Why are they doing this? They must know that they can't get in without clearance."

"Maybe they're looking for someone with clearance?" Osgood offered.

"Perhaps," Danni agreed. "We need to lure them out. If I can find out why they're doing this, what their aim is, maybe I can get them to back down or something."

Osgood nodded. "Sounds like a plan," she agreed. "How do we do that?"

"One of us needs to go out there," Danni said, glancing over her shoulder at the corner. "We need to talk to them. Maybe they just don't know another way of behaving. War is such a different place to be than peace, maybe this is all they know."

"Well you can't go," Devon pointed out. "If you're the only one who can get into the Archive and they turn on us, we're screwed."

"He has a point," Osgood agreed. "Perhaps we should wait for Kate to come."

"I don't think we have time," Danni whispered. "The Archive isn't electronically sealed, only the key is. If we don't get in there and protect it before the Rannon…"

"Rennon."

"Rennon do, then we're done for."

"Alright," Devon nodded. "I'll do it."

Danni smiled gratefully at him. "You are a star, you know that?" she told him. "An absolute star." She patted him on the arm, turning him to the corner. "Make sure that they know you're safe to talk to. Don't make threats, but don't sound weak. I don't know where they can be hiding because there isn't anywhere to hide, so keep a watch out. If you feel threatened, come back and we'll work on something else."

He nodded before taking a deep breath, steeling himself. He then chucked a cocky smirk on his face and stepped out into the hallway. Osgood and Danni peeked around the corner, watching him slowly approach the door.

"Rennon," he called to the invisible creature. "We're not here to hurt you. We just want to talk. This isn't the way forward. We can help you, but not like this."

Danni frowned as there was no movement, no sound of anything shifting in the dark hallway.

"We know you've come from a warzone, but there is no reason to turn this planet into one as well. If you come peacefully, no harm will come to you or your people." Danni nodded; he was good at this. Devon threw out his arms, spinning around slowly. "As you can see, I have no weapons. You are under no threat."

Danni's eyes widened and she shook her head, suddenly in a panic. "No, no, don't tell them that," she whispered, stepping out into the hallway. "Devon…"

"Then you are very foolish," a voice hissed from near the door. Out of the shadows of the corner stretched impossibly long, dark, red limbs. Devon was taken by surprise by the sudden appearance of something so big from a space so small. Its teeth glistened in the low lightening and with a roar it bore down on the young man.

Danni dove behind the corner as Devon screamed in agony, panting and panicking as Osgood looked at her in fright.

"It ate him," the other woman whispered urgently.

"Come on," Danni said as grabbed Osgood's hand. "We're next. Move!"

The pair ran down the hallway and away from the creature that now seemed to have their scent. "Where was it?" Danni mused out loud. "The shadow was nothing. That thing couldn't have fit in there. Compression field, maybe? Is that how they work?" She glanced behind her at the creature, which had a small black box on what she guessed was its waist. Maybe that was the key. "Oh. I need the Doctor!"

~0~0~0~

And she had. She'd needed the Doctor so desperately that the entire time his absence had been at the forefront of her mind. He wouldn't have been so confused about what was going on. He wouldn't have let a young man walk into his own death. He could have shown her what to do better, taught her the things her knowledge was lacking. She hadn't been helpless, but he could have shown her the way better than her stumbling through herself.

It hadn't taken much longer to catch the Rennon. She had been right to consider the black box it wore as the key to stopping it. It worked much like a Sontaron's probic vent; one blow to it and the creature was down for the count. There had been no need to get into the Black Archive, and London was safe for another day.

But not Devon, though. He was just another casualty in her own inability. Another life she had failed to save. Back when she had jumped she had tried so hard to save whatever lives she could, but now she knew nothing people dropped around her like flies. Who was next? Who else would she let die?

She leant forward in the chair, head in her hands as she sobbed hard and heavy. And, selfishly, all she wanted was her husband. She missed him all the time, and now she just wanted his comfort. His no nonsense way of telling her to pull herself together. She wanted a hug, she wanted to be safe. Everyone had told her it wasn't her fault, but she didn't believe any of them. She wasn't sure she'd even believe the Doctor, but she knew he was the only one who might be able to make her feel okay again.

But she didn't know where he was. He was probably having his own little adventure away from her. He probably was enjoying only having a wife on a Friday. He said that he missed her as much as she missed him, but had he become used to not having her around again? Would he appreciate her calling him?

She wasn't sure, but she needed to know. She'd tried to distract herself with cleaning and television and sleep, and nothing was working. Her hearts hurt so badly, and they hurt because she wasn't with him. She'd done this to them. He'd hurt her greatly with his actions, but she was the one who had walked away. Would he really just let her walk back onto the TARDIS if she asked?

She didn't care. He could reject her, he could tell her he needed more time or that they were better off apart. She just needed a hug more than she could bear it, and her self-control broke.

Her hands were shaking when she called him. It was a wonder if she could hold it up to her ear, but she did.

"Hello, Danielle," the Doctor's happy voice called from the other side of the phone. Her lips pulled into a smile even as the tears didn't stop falling. "Bored again, are we?"

He said it jovially, only as a tease but the words caused whatever she was going to say fall away. She sniffed. "Theta…"

"What is it?" he asked, happiness gone and concern immediately there. "What's wrong?"

She sniffed again. "I'm sorry," she said. "I've… I've had a really bad day, and I was wondering if…"

She trailed off, chuckling slightly as the sound of the TARDIS filled the apartment. She pulled the phone down to see that he had hung up, but a moment later he appeared from the hallway. Just the sight of him filled her with such relief that she couldn't help but let out another little sob.

He was over in a shot, kneeling in front of her and smiling so kindly with her. "What is it?" he encouraged gently. "It can't be that bad that you're giving yourself red-face for."

She shook her head. "I- I didn't mean it," she told him. "I- I thought it would talk to him, I didn't want anyone to die."

He looked at her, as confused as he should have been by her words. "UNIT?" he asked and she nodded.

"There- There was this.. I think they were called a Rennon or something… They had these great big teeth, and they were trying to break into the Black Archive. We were there for hours because no one could keep a hold on it, and then we were in a standoff and… His name was Devon, and he was nice and calm and I thought that he could try and get them to come out of their hiding spot. They did, but only… only to eat him," she sobbed. "I should have gone out. He's dead because of me."

Her head dropped forward, crying heavily now. The Doctor wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to let her cry in his arms. She always took things so heavily to her hearts. She was so capable, and he was sure in the moment she wouldn't have broken down. Now it was safe to, though, she could feel it powerfully.

"No, of course not," he promised her. "You did what you could, the choice was theirs, not yours. You weren't to know it would go wrong."

"I suggested it. I said someone needed to talk to them," she corrected. "He went out there because of me."

He placed a kiss on her hair, but very purposefully released her from their hug so he could look at her. "No, he didn't," he told her. "He went out there because it was the right thing to do. You were trying to help, and he must have agreed it was a good idea."

"I thought it would work…" she whimpered.

"You did it in good faith," he agreed. "Your faith in the universe is astounding."

"My faith got him killed," she retorted. "My faith always gets me into danger, or people hurt."

"And you'll never stop having it," he finished for her. "Your faith is what convinced me that, maybe, I'm a good man. Your faith is what has gotten us this far, my Pet."

She shook her head. "You were always a good man," she replied softly. "You just forget sometimes." She sniffed, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "I didn't mean for anyone to die."

"I know," he promised. "I'm sorry it didn't go how you wanted it to go."

She smiled at him. Already her heavy hearts were lifting at having him there with her. She leant forward, placing her forehead against his. He was happy to let her take comfort from him. He had never had a problem with her working with UNIT. It gave her a confidence he loved to see flourish in her, one that he'd realised had been squashed.

"I want to come back to the TARDIS."

It was such a quiet little whisper that he didn't quite believe he'd heard it. He pulled back, looking at her with wide eyes as he tried to work out if she'd said anything. She wouldn't look him in the eyes. It took him a moment to find his voice, hope swelling inside his chest. "I'm… what did you say?"

Her tongue darted out, wetting her lips and she raised her eyes to meet his. "If- If you'll have me," she continued just as quietly. "I think I… I mean, this past year…" she stuttered, unable to find the words to explain how she was feeling. Her eyes welled up with tears again. He looked so hopeful, but so unsure, and she'd done that to him. She'd had the doubts about him, about them. She'd torn them apart for almost a whole year. She had broken them up.

"I'm so sorry Theta," she whimpered as she sobbed again. "I'm so sorry."

He quickly wrapped her up in a hug, his hearts pounding in his chest. He'd known it had been coming. He'd been hoping, wishing, doing everything he could to make sure that she felt comfortable and safe around him. But to hear it, to actually be experiencing it, he felt he might fall over and had to grip her tightly to keep himself upright.

They'd both changed over the last year. He'd come to realise that the universe was cruel, and unforgiving, but she never was. His Danielle had always forgiven him, and he needed to give her permission to see underneath the barrier he put in the way to protect them both from everyone else.

And, in turn, Danielle had seen underneath it and found the man she'd thought she'd lost. The man she'd married, the man she'd fallen in love with and felt the same in return. She could forgive his words because they weren't for her. She showed him he didn't need to be so harsh with everyone else, but she didn't try and change him any more than that. She saw the change in words, and in behaviour, but still for the Doctor underneath. Her Theta. Her Doctor.

It was like he couldn't stay still. He hugged her, then he went to pull away, but then hugged her again. Finally, though, he let her go only to cup her face.

"Did you mean it?" he implored, searching her eyes for any little hint that she didn't.

She nodded slowly. "I want to come home, Theta," she whispered. "I'm-I'm sorry. Please."

He stared at her for a moment, almost waiting for her to change her mind, and she did think that he was going to tell her no. Then a giant, joyfully, wonderful grin spread on his face. One she'd never seen before and he chucked his head back as he laughed with joy.

She couldn't help but giggle along as he stood up, spinning in a way that reminded her of Eleven and yet seemed completely his own move. He reached forward, hands out and she took hold. He pulled her up then pulled her close.

She laughed in surprise as he reached down, grabbing her by her thighs and lifting her off the floor. She quickly wrapped her legs around him, holding on for dear life. "Theta!"

He just continued to laugh, spinning them around. He stumbled, landing with her back firmly against the living room wall. "Yes," he gushed. "Yes, come home. There's a whole universe to see, and run in, and run from and I'm not seeing a moment more of it without you."

Her smile spread and he pressed his forehead against hers in a much more joyful movement. "You're not mad for what I did?" she asked. She thought he'd have had more words about her leaving him.

"No," he reassured. "You did exactly what you needed to. I didn't see it, but you left me like I'd done to you and it was exactly what I needed to see. You, my Pet, are the cleverest," he pressed a kiss on her lips, "most beautiful," another kiss, "perfect person I have ever met and the only one stubborn enough to teach me a proper lesson."

"You always were a defiant student," she retorted. "Such a child."

He caught her lips in a quick kiss. "Not a cranky old man?" he challenged and she shook her head. She took her arms from around his neck and cupped his face. She knew people found their age difference disconcerting. To look at, especially in human turns, they were more suited to be related rather than lovers. But she didn't see that difference, and she knew that he didn't either. He worried about it, especially in his old body, but he knew that it didn't matter to him. He just wanted to make sure it didn't matter to her.

She gently pulled his face forward, placing a kiss on his forehead and the wrinkles it held. "Oh, always," she teased back. "But only for me."e jus

He grinned and, with one more kiss, he let her down. He grabbed her hand. "Let's go see it all," he said almost giddily. He pulled her towards the hallway, his joy infectious but she pulled back.

"I can't…" she protested. "I can't just leave, I need to wait for Clara."

"Clara can wait," he dismissed, promising himself to make it up to the other woman. He'd been cruel in his own frustrations with her, but that could wait as well.

"No, she can't," she replied. "She deserves more." He continued to tug at her, but she dug in her heels. "And- And I have things to pack, and I just can't leave right now!"

"We've got time," he replied, turning to take her other hand. "We've got all the time in the universe, my Danni-Girl. It can all wait."

Her breath caught yet again at him calling her the nickname she had been so sure he'd lost. How could she deny him with that tempting, hopeful look back on his face that she hadn't seen in so long?

She sighed. "At least let me leave a note," she compromised. He nodded, letting go of her hands to reach into his pockets. Once again they were impossibly deep and she just raised an eyebrow as he pulled out a pad and a pen.

She walked over to sofa, sitting down and frowning to herself in thought. What should she write?

~0~0~0~

"Danni!" Clara called as she opened the front door. "I'm home!"

There was no reply and she felt herself relax in relief. She turned to her boyfriend, her other Danny, and smiled at him. "Told you she'd be in bed."

He still didn't look too convinced as he stepped inside the flat, but at least he did come inside. It had taken a lot of effort, a lot of persuading, but she'd finally managed to get him to come home with her while Danni was still at home as well. Over the last couple of months Danni hadn't been feeling comfortable living with her, Clara knew this was down to her own actions, but she was determined to make it better for her from now on. She didn't want to drive her back to the TARDIS before she was ready by being unwelcoming.

And she wanted her boyfriend to like her friend as well. Actually, that wasn't fair. He seemed to get along with Danni just fine, it was more that he didn't like Clara when she was around. She wanted to prove that she was the same around Danni as she was when she wasn't there. Clara just wanted her boyfriend to see that she loved him, not Danni.

"After being up all night fighting aliens, yeah?" Danny asked and Clara nodded, locking the door behind her.

"She does that," she replied.

"Did they win?" he asked curiously and she nodded.

"I think so," she replied. "I mean, we're all still here, aren't we?" She placed a kiss on his cheek. "Let me get changed into something less 'school uniform'."

He nodded, watching her leave as she knew he would. He then walked over to the sofa, flopping down with a relieved sigh. It was nice to be back in Clara's flat, with Clara, and not worry about where her attention would be pulled. He never wanted to be the only person in her life. She deserved friends and family and outside interests, much like he did as well. He had just wanted to know that he was as important to her as she was to him. Her finally telling him everything really had helped him let go of his worries about her secretly lusting over her roommate. Their relationship hadn't felt this good in months.

His eye caught the folded piece of paper on her coffee table and he picked it up. "Clara! She's left you a note!" he called through, knowing he wasn't going to be waking anyone up.

Clara appeared a few moments later in her lounge trousers and her shirt. He held it up above his head so she could snatch it off him as she made her way around to sit next to him.

"Oh, well, even better," she said. "Flat to ourselves. The Doctor must have come to pick her up."

She unfolded the piece of paper and frowned to herself at how much was written on it.

Clara,

I'm sorry I'm leaving you this note and not telling you in person. You know how impatient the Doctor can be, and he really wants to go.

I asked to move back into the TARDIS. And he said yes.

Clara's eyebrows shot up in surprise. She knew it was going to happen one day, but she hadn't expected it to be today of all days.

I should tell you this in person. I know. Bad friend, I guess. But he's so happy, and I just couldn't say no to him. He wanted me back. He wants me back. Clara, I think we're okay again.

Thank you so much, sweetie. You are the best friend I could have ever hoped for. Probably more than I deserve. If it wasn't for your kindness I don't know where I would have ended up. You make us both better, Clara Oswald. Thank you.

I'll explain everything better when we come on Wednesday. The furniture, the money, everything is yours.

Love you, sweetie.

Danni.

The writing turned blurry and she leant back against the sofa, staring through the tears that appeared in her eyes. She let her hand and the letter fall into her lap as, for some inexplicable reason, her heart broke just a little bit.

Danny shifted closer, concerned at the sudden change in his girlfriend. "What is it?"

"She," Clara started, swallowing the lump in her throat. "She's moved out. She's gone back to the Doctor."

Her voice was monotone and she was obviously trying not to cry. He shot her a reassuring smile. "Well, that's good, isn't it?" he asked.

Clara nodded. "Yeah, it's brilliant," she agreed. "She's just… she's just gone."

He wrapped his arms around her as she started crying, rocking her and giving her the comfort she needed. "It's okay," he promised her as she clung to him, lamenting the loss of her best friend back to her husband. "You're okay."

~0~0~0~

Aww, poor Clara.

But yey! We're back on track! Which means we're back to canon next chapter! Who's been waiting for that?

Honestly, I've really enjoyed writing this time apart. One day we may get a 'Danni and UNIT' spinoff, or even a challenge. Ooo, I like that idea better. I'll have to think of a prize XD

But let me know what you think about the last few chapters. Did you like the little diversion? I hope so.

Reviews :)

whitedwarf - Aww, thanks sweetie! I'm glad you liked it, I hope you liked this one too :)

Jojo - Thanks sweetie!

Seconds and Stars - A little bit of a change this week, eh? XD

serenitysaiyan - Yeah, they're all getting right back on track. Let's hope it stays that way (it does, don't worry :P) x

bored411 - She'll be annoyed if she ever finds out, although I'm not sure if the Doctor really would keep her away. I think it was more to frighten Clara into getting things sorted with Mr Pink.

Kreiss - Thanks! Oh, I don't think it needs much help. Going to be a cracker of a season finale XD