A/N: Another chapter! I have modified the original scene shown in the special slightly at the end, but all the same...
Enjoy :D
The Doctor rubbed his hands together.
He always did that... When he was nervous.
The Doctor approached an unconscious Clara, being kept alive only by the Sontarian Technology that Strax had.
She looked so peaceful, even after all the trouble and pain he had caused her. She was trying to hide it all.
From the first time he met her, the Doctor knew that this barmaid- governess was not going to give in to any problems or insults.
And this was no exception.
Her breaths were shallow and frequent, wheezed, coping with all the injuries she suffered a few moments earlier.
She wanted to live.
He lightly smoothed Clara's forehead.
She was immediately pulled out of her comatose.
"Hey. Hello."
She never thought she would live.
It was true that it looked as if the potato minion was trying his best to keep her alive. She had this strange red globe above her, a life support, trying to keep her alive.
She thought that the sudden pain that had overcome her as she hit the snow and the darkness that blinded her were the last things she would ever experience.
A scaring death.
And yet, it was worth it, being given the chance to travel the universe with a madman with a box.
It felt like waking up after a long sleep, and still feeling tired in the end; the fall being a nightmare that haunted her.
And yet it wasn't.
Clara had to live, even if she felt like dying once again.. like falling back into her never-ending sleep to leave all the pain behind.
But now, she had to stay strong.
"They all think I'm going to die, don't they?" She breathed with half a smile.
"And I know you're going to live."
"How?"
"I never know how. I just know who."
He took out the shiny silver key he had given her earlier and kissing it heartily.
She felt the Doctor taking her right hand from above her stomach, placing the cold key in her hand and closing it tight.
Life was ready to give her another chance.
She was a fighter, a warrior.
And this was a fight she absolutely couldn't lose, with a whole new life waiting for her behind those blue, warm doors.
Clara felt his lips touch her cold hands as he gave her the deepest kiss before settling it once again on her stomach.
She smiled, because he never looked back. He would take care of her, and bring her back.
"The green lady."
The lady who was so harsh on her when Clara wanted to see the Doctor.
The lady that had said that the Doctor no longer saved the world, and it was impossible to make him rethink his decision.
"She said you were the saviour of worlds once. Are you going to save this one?"
"If I do, will you come away with me?"
She could already see them running after seemingly impossible monsters, saving worlds unknown by humankind.
Clara nodded slightly with the only energy she had left, "Yes."
She sees the Doctor's smile widen.
"Well then." He said.
He lowered to plant another kiss on her forehead, as Clara smiled once again. "Merry Christmas."
She sees him levelling himself up and straightening his bow tie, with a smile.
He was going to save the world, once again.
He was going to be the Doctor once more.
The Time Lord's smile soon turns to a more serious frown when he hears the doorbell ring.
5 minutes have elapsed.
Clara sees the Doctor walk out of her sight to confront Simeon.
You run and save the world, clever boy.
