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I spent over an hour writing furiously in my diary, pouring my heart out onto the pages and explaining all my confused feelings and emotions. The TARDIS hummed comfortingly to me as I wrote and hummed when I would become so overwhelmed by my tears that I couldn't write.

After I had finished writing, I decided to go to the library and read for a little while. However, the Doctor was also on his way there and ended up cornering me in the hallway. He put one hand against the wall by my head and leaned over me. I looked up at him in anger and annoyance and tried to push past him, but he stopped me by putting his other hand on my upper arm.

"Doctor," I said warningly, "you're in my way."

"I know that you had to say what you were feeling and have a little time to yourself, but are you actually going to avoid me every time you see me?"

"Yes, now move."

"No."

"Get out of my way."

"No."

"Move or I'll make you."

He raised an eyebrow at me. "Diana, will you just let me explain?"

"Explain what, exactly? How you're an arrogant moron of a Time Lord? I already know that, so there's no need to tell me." I put my hands against his chest and pushed him as hard as I could, but he only moved a little. "Move!"

He placed his hands over mine and tightened his fingers around them. "Diana, I just want you to listen to me."

"Well, I don't feel like listening to you," I snapped. "So let go of me."

"We can't keep fighting like this. I just want you to understand that and to listen to me. Is that so difficult?"

I pulled my hands away and glared up at him. "Yes, it is because you are a lying, manipulative, self-obsessed-"

"I was trying to protect you!" he shouted, echoing his seventh incarnation's words to me.

"If you had just told me what you wanted and how worried you were, I might have actually listened. But you always have to do everything your way and not think about how your actions might hurt other people. That's just fantastic that you wanted to save me, but if you had only told me then I wouldn't be so mad at you!"

"Why is it that every time I try to keep you safe, you get mad at me?" he asked.

"Why is it that you feel the need to control me?"

"I didn't think you'd hate me for looking after you!"

I sighed and looked away. "Look, I have always liked it when a man cares enough about me to take care of me and protect me because I never really had that from anyone when I was younger. Or at least, I didn't feel that I did. So of course I want you to care enough about me to look after me and everything, but you're going about it the wrong way! Can't you see that?"

"How else am I supposed to protect you when you won't leave my side and you're always trying to save me? The only way I can keep you safe is by lying because you don't give me any other choice."

"Oh, so this is all my fault?" I put a hand on my waist and stared up at the Doctor with a cold smile. "Do forgive me for showing how much I actually care about you by risking my life for you. Because I've never actually willingly put myself in harm's way for anyone except you."

"Diana-"

"I promise never to make that mistake again. Don't you worry about that," I snapped as I started to walk past him.

He let me go and stayed in his spot as I continued down the hall. I was about to turn the corner when he suddenly cried out in frustration. "Dammit, you stupid, stubborn girl, I am in love with you! Don't you understand?" I froze in my spot and let out a shaky breath. "Ace told you that! Do you not remember?"

I slowly turned my head to look at him, my heart pounding in my chest. "What do you want me to say?" I asked after a long minute of silent contemplation. "I-I don't know how to respond to that. Do you want me to profess my undying love for you? Do you want me to forgive you just like that? I can't. Okay? I just can't. You genuinely hurt me."

"Diana, how-"

"Because you never asked me what I wanted, or discussed with me how we could change the circumstance to keep me safe. You just charged in and tried to save the day and you hurt me instead. When I was trying to get that job, you actually scared me. You just grabbed me and shook me. Do you know how terrifying that was for me? I've seen you get mad at Daleks and Cybermen and the Master, but you had never been so angry with me before. All the times that you had touched me before that were to hold my hand or comfort me in some way and instead you did that."

I bowed my head and looked away as a few tears started to roll down my cheeks. "I don't want us to be like this anymore. I want to trust you and have things be the way they were before. But-... I've done that before." I sniffled and let out a tiny sob. "H-He lied to me and I ended things between us. And then he apologized and told me how he really cared about me and didn't mean to hurt me, so I let our relationship go back to the way it was. And he took advantage of that and-... He didn't think he did anything wrong. He thought I was the one overreacting."

The Doctor had been taking slow, small steps towards me while I spoke. When I stopped to take a breath and calm myself, he gently placed his hand under my chin. I shook my head and turned away, letting out a tiny sob in protest.

"Diana, I had no idea," he told me in a soft voice.

"What do you mean?" I asked after a moment.

He put a hand on my shoulder and sighed. "I knew he treated you badly, that he was untrue to you, but... I didn't realize-... I never meant to be like him. I only wanted-"

"I know. To keep me safe." I wiped my tears from my cheeks and briefly closed my eyes. "I need to go. I'm sorry. I need to be alone right now."

After returning to my room and crying, I wrote a little bit more in my diary. Then I started rereading some of the things I had first written in it. I smiled when I read about my date-adventure with Eight and felt a warmth start in my heart as I reread my accounts of every day I had spent with the Doctor. After rereading everything, I turned to the last page I had written on and wrote: "I miss the way we were. Not the kissing or any of that, even if I did enjoy it, but the closeness we had and the fact that I felt like he trusted me."

I fell into a dreamless sleep after writing. When I woke up again a few hours later, I wandered through the halls and into the console room. I had heard Clara and Danny in the kitchen as I passed by earlier and the Doctor was nowhere to be found, much to my relief.

I ran my hand over the console and sighed. "Well, old girl, looks like it's just you and me for right now." She hummed and flickered the lights. "So how do you work, exactly? Where's the switch that tells you the location?"

One of the lights on the console flashed twice. I walked around the console and inspected the light. Below it was a tiny, silver switch. Chewing on my lower lip, I reached out and flipped the switch with a flourish of my hand. The screen above flashed for a moment before displaying the vortex. I flipped the switch again and the screen turned off.

"I thought you knew how to fly the TARDIS."

Gasping, I jumped and turned around to face the Doctor. He was standing with his hands at his sides and an unreadable expression on his face. I immediately looked down at the ground and shook my head.

"When I first met you, you knew how."

"Well, I don't right now," I snapped. I took a few steps forward with the intention of leaving when the Doctor stepped in front of me, blocking my path. "Excuse you."

"Diana, we have to talk."

"No, we don't."

"We can't continue to ignore each other and fight."

"You were the one who lied to me!"

"I didn't lie to you!"

I rolled my eyes. "Oh, no. You just tricked me and then explained why you did it over a text. What a personal touch."

"I was trying to protect you!"

"Well, stop trying! All I want is a little bit of truth and you can't even give me that. So just leave me alone!"

He grabbed my shoulders and forced me to stay still. "So all those times that I comforted you and looked after you and saved your life... When I saved you from the Whisper Men, when I took you Woman Wept and when we saved Cardiff and you were hurt and I kissed you in my room. Did none of that mean anything to you?"

"You didn't hurt me when you did those things," I said slowly. "But you hurt me when you tricked me and tried to force me to do what you wanted. That was what hurt me, Doctor. That was what made me feel betrayed and... I don't want to feel that again. So please just leave me alone."

The TARDIS suddenly jerked to the side. I fell against the Doctor and his arms came around my waist as he fell against the railing. The ship jerked to the other side and we fell. I landed beneath him but his hand came under my head and kept it from hitting the floor.

"What's happening?" I asked worriedly.

"I don't know." He jumped to his feet and ran to the console. "The TARDIS is panicking. I don't know what's wrong."

I grabbed the railing and pulled myself to my feet. As the Doctor ran around the console, I saw a figure start to appear by the doors. I took a step forward and the TARDIS shook again.

"Doctor," I started slowly, "look."

He looked up from the console and inhaled sharply. I stared at the person in shock, hardly believing my own eyes.

"Is that-?"

The Doctor nodded. "Yes."

"Clara?" the younger version of myself asked.

"Diana," the Doctor said to the other me, his voice low and calm. "Look at me. Please."

My other self closed her eyes and shook her head. "Why-...? I haven't met you yet. You're the Doctor's future."

"I'm also part of your future." The Doctor held an arm out towards her and slowly took a step closer to her. "Diana, listen to me, darling. You're going to be alright. I'm coming for you."

"I'm scared," she said softly, her lower lip trembling.

He reached out and brushed the bangs back from my other self's eyes. "I am doing everything I can to get back to you," he told her.

"The vortex," she sighed.

"Remember my promise. Diana, I promised something to you. Tell me what it was."

My younger self couldn't remember at first, but Icould. My memories of Christmas rushed to the front of my mind and my hand flew to my chest where the Gallifreyan pendant rested beneath my shirt. I felt my eyes well up with tears as the Doctor's voice echoes in my head: I'll never leave you.

"You said... you would never leave me."

The Doctor nodded. "And I won't. I'm coming for you, love. I'm looking for you. And you're going to be safe. It's going to be alright." His hand slid from my other self's cheek to her ear to the nape of her neck. "Remember my promise. The one promise I have always kept."

The other me started to fade away and the Doctor turned to lean against the console. He exhaled heavily and hung his head. I could see him close his eyes and start taking slow, deep breaths.

"What's wrong?" I asked softly.

"You won't forgive me and you won't listen to me. All you do is shout at me and that doesn't fix anything. Can't you forgive me?"

"You broke your promise!"

The room rang with my shout and the Doctor and I stared silently at each other, our chests moving a little more than normal. I sucked in a shaky breath and felt my bottom lip trembling. I quickly turned around as tears poured over my eyelids and down my cheeks.

"When," the Doctor started in a strained voice, "did I ever abandon you? I may have left you behind, but I came back to you. I was protecting you. I never, ever abandoned you. Ever. So don't you dare accuse me of that."

"But you could have told me," I said. "Why didn't you?"

"Because I didn't want you to fight me and follow us and get yourself hurt. I couldn't let that happen!"

"Why didn't you just tell me?"

"Because I made a mistake, Diana! I made a mistake and I can't change what I did. All I can do is apologize and hope that you'll forgive me."

I wrapped my fingers around the chain and pulled my necklace out from beneath my shirt, staring down at the pendant. "What does the writing say?" I finally asked. "You never told me."

"I can't tell you."

"What?" I asked incredulously, lifting my head so I could look into his eyes.

"Now just let me explain. Alright?" I nodded and the Doctor continued. "I can't tell you because I've already told you in a different incarnation. If I could tell you, I would but I can't change what's already happened for me. Do you understand?"

"Yeah."

"It isn't because I want to keep things from you."

I nodded again. "I know."

We stood in silence for an eternity. My heartbeat was thudding in my ears and I couldn't bring myself to look back at the Doctor or acknowledge him. I wanted to run away and never see him again, and I wanted to stay with him, and I wanted to hear him say a thousand times over how sorry he was. He seemed to understand that.

"I understand," he began slowly, "if you cannot forgive me right now. But I can only hope that you will in time." He pulled a pair of glasses and a small black case out of his pockets as he continued, "These are yours. I made them for you while you were sleeping."

The TARDIS suddenly let out a loud groan and flashed her lights angrily. I smiled a little and looked back at the Doctor, noticing how shy and unsure he seemed. He was staring up at the ceiling with a guilty expression.

"Alright. I made some of them and the TARDIS modified them. But it was still my idea." He placed the objects on the console and sighed. "If Clara or Danny need me, tell them I'm in the library."

I watched him walk past me and into the adjoining corridor. I bit my lip nervously as he started to leave and tried to gather some courage to say what I wanted to say. He was halfway down the hall when I stuck my head through the doorway and asked in a rush, "What if I need you?"

He stopped mid-step. "Then you know where to find me."

I ran back to the console, not waiting for anything else the Doctor might want to say. I picked up the glasses with one hand and put my other over my mouth when I realized that they were identical to the ones I had lost. Tears poured down my cheeks as I shook my head, trying to keep from sobbing loudly.

The TARDIS hummed softly and dimmed the lights. I gently patted her console and smiled. "Thanks, old girl."

The case the Doctor had placed next to my glasses started vibrating. Confused, I slipped my glasses on and opened the case to find a phone inside of it. It looked like an iPhone, only it was half the width and had a slightly larger screen. The screen was lit up because the TARDIS had sent me a text.

I slid my thumb across the screen and the phone was unlocked. Then I opened my messages folder and read the ship's text: It is my greatest hope that you will forgive him before you leave. He needs you to and I know that you need it as well.

I replied: We'll cross that bridge when we get to it.

The ship flashed her lights angrily and stopped humming, sending me a reply almost immediately: Your relationship cannot grow if you do not learn to forgive him. Continuing to be bitter will hurt both of you.

"I am not bitter."

My phone lit up and vibrated again. The TARDIS said: He has apologized enough times. It is your turn to forgive him.

I sighed and thought over what to say in response. After a few minutes of considering all my thoughts and feelings, I responded with: I'm scared to forgive him because I'm so used to people taking advantage of me when I do that and I know that he would never do that, but that doesn't keep from being scared that I'll get hurt again. I care for him so much and if he hurts me again, I don't know how I'll handle it. I just don't think I could handle losing him after everything we've already been through together. The way he went about everything, too. It felt like he didn't trust me... And after what I said about his promise to me... How could he forgive me for that?

The TARDIS answered only with: Perhaps you should tell him that.

She wouldn't answer any other messages I sent her or to anything I said out loud after that, so I put my phone in my back pocket and left the console room. I headed for my room, of which the location had been changed thanks to the TARDIS understanding my need to be seperated from the Doctor, but was surprised and a little miffed when I found that the Doctor's bedroom door had been placed in its usual spot a few yards away from my own.

"Really?"

My phone beeped and I pulled it out of my pocket to look at the new text I had recieved: You cannot keep avoiding him and I won't let your relationship fall apart because you are feeling stubborn.

"I'm not stubborn, I'm scared," I snapped in frustration. "There's a difference."

She sent me another text: Tell him.

"Alright, alright. Calm down, old girl. I'll bloody tell him."

My phone beeped again and I checked the message: And stop saying that word. It's a British curse, not a funny sound for you to repeat. You're not a parrot.

"Oi! Rude!"

"Who's rude?"

Letting out a gasp, I whirled around to see the Doctor standing a few yards behind me. I placed a hand over my chest and looked down at the floor, embarrassed. I held my phone up so he could see it and waved it a little.

"I was... talking to the TARDIS. She was being rude."

I rolled my eyes when my phone beeped again. I looked down at the screen and quickly read the text: Tell him now.

"Um, I should probably go," I muttered as I stuffed my phone into my pocket again. But when I turned and grabbed the door handle, it wouldn't move and I couldn't get into my room. "Why can't I get in?"

The Doctor came up behind me and cleared his throat. "Let me try," he said in a low, empty voice. He jiggled the door knob, pushed, and pulled, but couldn't get the door to move an inch. "I can't open it."

"Oh, come on! You're locking me out of my bedroom now?" I asked, giving the ceiling a glare.

"The TARDIS won't let you in?"

I shook my head. "She wants me to do something and... I don't know if I can do it. So she's being grumpy until I do it."

"What is it?" he questioned.

"It's nothing." A spark lept out from the door handle and shocked my arm. I shrieked and cradled my arm against my chest. "Ouch! Sexy, what the hell?"

The Doctor gently gripped my arm and pulled it away from my chest so he could look at it. As he did so, he lifted his eyes to mine and silently asked for my permission. I nodded and and he inspected my arm for any damage.

"No burns. Which means that you'll be fine and the TARDIS is getting angry with you." He released my arm and stuck his hands in his pants pockets. "What does she want you to do, Diana?"

"I can't," I said in a strained voice.

"Why not?"

I looked away and bit down on my bottom lip when it started to tremble. "I already told her why I don't want to. I'm so insecure already and I don't want to get hurt. I'm afraid and I guess there's nothing to really be afraid of because it's you and I know you'd never do anything to hurt me, but I'm still just completely lacking in any sort of confidence. I-I..." I shook my head and looked down at my phone, scrolling through the texts to find the one that said everything I wanted to say. "Read this."

The Doctor, giving me a slightly confused expression, took the phone and read what I had asked him to. He remained silent even after the screen had faded and locked on its own. My heart was pounding rapidly in my chest and I felt that if he didn't say something soon, I would explode and die of embarassment simultaneously.

"Here," he finally said, holding my phone out to me.

I took it, avoiding his eyes, and stuck it in my pocket. "I'm gonna... go," I whispered, feeling tears gather in my eyes.

But when I turned and started to walk away, the Doctor said, "What I did about the Nemesis was wrong, Diana. Tricking you was unnecessary and I regret it more than you know. I can promise, I swear on both my hearts and on all my lives, that I'll never do that again." I stopped and turned to face him. "And I promise you that I trust you. There isn't anyone else in this entire universe that I trust more than I trust and believe in you."

"Promise me that you mean that," I said.

"I swear on the life of my own children, Diana. I mean every word."

Children, I thought. Children. We have children together.

I pushed my thoughts of Ace's comment aside and gave the Doctor a genuine smile. "Thank you. Thank you for understanding and caring enough about me to want to protect me and for apologizing." I looked down at my hands and sighed. "And... I'm sorry. I'm sure I probably hurt your feelings what with Ace saying you're my husband and me getting mad at you and... all of that..."

"All is forgiven between us," the Doctor assured me.

"Good." I nodded and looked down at the ground. "Um. So, I guess... What now?"

"What do you mean?"

I nervously tucked my hair behind my ears, then changed my mind and pulled my hair back in front of my face. "You're married."

"Yes. And?"

"I'm not. I'm sorry." I sighed and started fidgeting with the hem of my shirt. "I really am sorry. I mean, I'm not even engaged to you yet."

Silence was the only response I was given. Confused and a little worried, I looked up into the Doctor's eyes. I could tell that he was surprised and, after searching his face for any other clues, sad. I instantly felt guilty for telling him and wished I could take it back.

"Doctor-"

"It's alright," he said quickly. "I understand."

"But... I'm a little confused." I smiled a little nervously and said in a playful tone, hoping to lighten the mood, "I mean, you haven't exactly asked me out on a date yet. Unless we're counting that time you were in your eighth incarnation and we had to deal with those trees."

I was relieved when the corner of the Doctor's lips curled up. "It wasn't exactly a proper date. We didn't get to finish the food."

We both laughed. I tucked my hair behind my ears and looked away again. "That's true." Then I paused and thought for a moment. "River," I blurted.

"What?"

"River." I glanced up at him from beneath my bangs, feeling exposed and nervous. "You're supposed to be married to River."

"Why would I be married to River?" the Time Lord asked in confusion.

"Because you love her. She's the Impossible Astronaut and she's Melody Pond and you're supposed to be married to her."

The Doctor raised an eyebrow and shook his head. "I don't have any idea what you are talking about. And you've got your facts wrong. She wasn't the Impossible Astronaut."

"What?" I asked incredulously. "She was. That's what's supposed to happen."

"Ah." He pressed his lips together and bowed his head for a moment. "My mistake."

"Doctor, what are you talking about?"

"It's in your future, Diana. I didn't realize that at first. But I can't tell you."

"Can't you?"

He smiled and shook his head a little. "You were the one who taught me that. Eventually."

"So, you're not married to River Song?"

"No. She is nothing more than a friend. She has never been anything more than that."

"Then who are you married to?"

"You. I thought we already decided that."

I put my hand over my forehead and let out a frustrated noise. "Maybe in your seventh incarnation, but what about now?"

"You. Diana, it's always been you."

"You never married River? And you're still married to me as of right now in your timeline?"

"Yes."

My hand fell to my side and I turned away so my shoulders were facing the Doctor. I stared at the wall as I tried to process the fact that he was married to me. "When? I mean, we got engaged and married? Did we have a ceremony and everything?"

The Doctor smiled. "I am not spoiling your wedding for you."

"But-"

"All you need to know is that I am married to you and I have been for many, many centuries now."

"But... You're married to me? Out of everyone in the universe, you chose to marry me? Not that I'm complaining, because I'm not, but you could seriously do so much better."

"No." He stepped forward and reached for my hand, twining our fingers together. "No, I really couldn't. There is no one else that could ever compare to you."

"But what about Rose? And Grace and Charley and Sarah Jane and Jo? Martha? What about Clara?"

The Doctor leaned forward and kissed my forehead. "I love them as I have loved all of my companions, but never the way that I love you."

I glanced down at our hands and smiled. I ran my thumb over his wrinkled knuckles and squeezed his hand, then I looked back up at him. He smiled in return and gently rested his forehead against mine.

"You trust me, then?" I asked. "To take care of myself?"

"Yes."

"And... you're married to me, not River?"

"I swear, Diana, I'm married to you and only you."

He suddenly flinched and took a step back. Worried, I looked up at him. He was staring at me with wide eyes, but his fingers were still tangled with mine.

"What's wrong?" I asked. "What is it?"

"You're leaving," he said.

"Already?"

"Yes."

I shook my head frantically. "No! We just made up. I don't want to!" I looked down at our hands and saw gold light around my hand. "I want to stay."

"I'm sorry."

"I don't want to. I don't know where I'm going."

The Doctor smiled knowingly. "But I do. I'll be there. I promise."

He started to fade away, along with the rest of the TARDIS. I turned away and saw the Doctor again, in his third body, staring at me in shock. I looked down at my hands and saw that they were fading in and out of visibility. Glancing over my shoulder, I could still see Twelve.

"Both of you can see me?" Twelve nodded and when I looked at Three, he nodded as well. "Doctor, I'm sorry."

"You take care of her," Twelve said firmly.

Three nodded once and took a step closer to me. "It's alright, Diana. I'm right here."

I looked back at Twelve and he smiled. I took Three's hand and walked into his open arms, sighing with relief and little bit of sadness when I felt his arms tighten around me.