A/N: So, here it it... the final chapter!
Clara turned her head slightly as she heard the TARDIS materializing in the corner where it was a few minutes before.
The Doctor, her Doctor, had come back.
Clara noticed that the Doctor stopped to talk to the Potato man.
She heard him talking, in a military like fashion.
"I'm sorry Sir, but she has moments. Only."
The Doctor's expression stayed the same, but she felt that he had been hurt. He wasn't able to save Clara, even if he had saved the world.
The Doctor approached the governess still lying on the table, gazing at him with clouded eyes, both with tears and tiredness.
She had gotten worse in a matter of minutes. Her lungs were falling, her breaths became even more agonising, slower and shallower. She barely had enough energy to remain conscious.
She could die.
Clara fulfilled her destiny.
Still, Clara refused to die.
Not until she talked to the Doctor one last time.
He knelt down near her, their eyes at level with each other.
Deep in his eyes, she saw that he was broken... Another shard of glass chipped from his heart... getting ever smaller...
getting ever colder.
"We saved the world, Clara, you and me." Trying to hide the pain he felt by forcing a sad smile on his face.
Much sadder than when she first met him.
"We really really did."
So he saved the world, again, after so many years of stopping.
And it was all because of her persistence.
"Will you go back... To your cloud."
Will you save the world one more time if it needed you?
"No more cloud. Not now"
"Why not?" Her eyes shot open as a moment of pain came over her, before exhaling and closing her eyes.
Her body wanted to let go... It had had enough of pain and it couldn't hold on.
But not now... She couldn't die now... not before she said one last thing to the Doctor.
"It rained."
Clara felt his broken voice as he looked down in despair.
The urge to tell him kept her alive for just a few more painful, hasty breaths.
Clara clutched the key tighter in her hand.
"Run."
The Doctor looked up.
"Run you clever boy," She opened her eyes, having a strange urge to express herself to this mysterious madman before she closed her eyes for good.
"And remember."
Her voice trailed off as her eyes fluttered shut.
Her job was over.
She made the Doctor save the world.
Clara died saving the Doctor.
A/N: Well... here it is... this fanfic is complete! Absolutely loved the Impossible Girl concept and wanted to show their emotions during their encounters, especially Clara, who had a very important mission on her hands.
As anyone might have noticed... I miss Clara and the Doctor dearly...
Hope you enjoyed reading it and, as always, any reviews (even constructive) will be appreciated :)
