Theme parks were far from Clara's favourite place and so she was grateful to return back to camp after they spent the following day at the local one with her generally holding bags while Danny accompanied the group on various rides and rollercoasters. She had to admit it was quite entertaining to watch them all screaming, and Danny chasing her after he'd come off the log flume had made her laugh. He'd been wonderful with all of them, encouraging Alice to go on, keeping them entertained in the long queues and the walks between rides. Clara found herself permanently walking a few steps behind to observe their interaction. He even managed to get a thing going with Courtney which seemed to control her a little more than usual.

They were now sat on the beach having a BBQ for dinner and occasional games on the sand. Clara was lying back, only leaning up on her arms to watch as Courtney, Karlie and Alice were playing volleyball against 3 girls she didn't recognise as well and seemed to be having a blast. Toby and Ben were splashing each other at the water's edge and Danny seemed to have got caught up in that. It took her a moment or two before she realised Frankie had appeared beside her and sat down. She'd been watching Clara's gaze from a while away.

"You guys made up then?" Frankie asked.

"I guess we did, much easier than arguing 24/7," Clara told her, still not actually looking away from him trying to dodge splashes of water – many more children had now joined in trying to attack one of their camp leaders – he appeared somewhat ganged up on.

"I've known Danny a long time, normally if he doesn't get on with someone he doesn't really care, but that first night he spent a good hour ranting to me about how frustrating you were," Frankie told her. Clara finally looked around looking confused.

"I'm not quite sure if that's a compliment or not if I'm honest?" Clara chuckled awkwardly.

"He likes you too Clara," she got straight to the point, "he's a good bloke, I'd go for it if I were you," Clara kept in a stunned silence for a few moments before they were thankfully interrupted as Danny appeared having managed to escape from the barrage of teenagers although he appeared slightly damp. "You're soaked!" Frankie told him bluntly.

"Thanks for that," Danny replied, removing his to, a sight to which Clara couldn't help but be drawn to. When she realised what she was doing, she quickly looked back down and noticed Frankie smirking at her. "I was slightly outnumbered out there you two could have given me a hand?"

"I'm wearing a white dress Danny, not really practical for being soaked by the teenagers you're looking after," Clara ignored Frankie and looked back up to Danny who was giving her a look as if to suggest he didn't see the issue with that, she quickly grabbed a nearby beach ball and threw it at him. "Eyes front soldier," she told him, "I'm gonna go grab a drink, you want one?" She jumped up and quickly caught the ball that came back in her direction.

"Quick reflexes," he commented to which Clara smirked, "a drink would be lovely, surprise me." Clara threw the ball back at him for the last time before walking off to the drinks table. Danny sat down on the sand and looked at Frankie who was smiling at him. "What?" He asked, not gaining more than a grin in response, "what?!"

"Look me in the eye and tell me you don't like her," she asked of him, to which he fell silent, "I knew it. I knew it! Danny Pink you really do don't you?" Frankie teased him.

"I… look, she's lovely, I mean now she's not shouting at me every 2 minutes, but I really don't think anything's going to happen. She's hiding something, I've no idea what, but I can't push her for information we've only known each other a few days," Danny spoke truthfully, but Frankie wasn't giving up.

"Where's all your confidence gone all of a sudden? Honestly Danny, you're unbelievable sometimes." Frankie stood up, "I have places to be and teenagers to round up for bed. Talk to her, get to know each other like you were supposed to do at the beginning of the week. I'll see you in the morning," she finished and jogged off to speak to some of the other leaders for help getting the group back together. Just after she left Clara reappeared and handed Danny a can before joining him back on the sand.

"It's lovely out here, and they've all had a great time this evening. It's been a really nice day," Clara opened her drink, looking out as they all began to file back towards camp. "Shouldn't we be helping?"

Danny shook his head as he took a sip from his can, "Frankie told me to stay put," he explained before answering her previous statement, "you spent most of today holding bags, I'm sure you've had better days."

"Okay so maybe I'm not a big theme park fan, but I did enjoy watching you lot scream your heads off. You were brilliant with them all today, and this evening," she smiled.

"Just doing my job," he repeated her statement from the previous day and she rolled her eyes.

"Alright point made, but really you must be a brilliant teacher to have, you really have that knack of interacting with them and keeping them engaged, even with Courtney – you need to give me tips," she told him, lying back again on the sand.

"To be honest I think she actually quite likes you as a teacher, she just refuses to admit it," he told her, looking out as the beach had suddenly emptied leaving just the two of them behind. "Should we head back?" Danny asked, going to stand up, but Clara stuck an arm out to stop him.

"Let's stay, watch the sunset, it's beautiful out here I don't want to leave just yet," she told him. Danny nodded and lay back again. A few people reappeared to clear up the games bits and pieces and the food, but nobody seemed to pay much attention to them as they looked out over the vast sea. Eventually, when the beach fell silent again, Clara stood up, slipping off her sandals and picking them up and walking towards the edge of the sea. She walked along the edge, her feet just paddling as the small waves lapped over them. Danny stood up, picking up her drink and walking to join her, handing her the can. "Thank you," Clara replied, "so how did you really end up on camp then?" she asked, gently strolling along.

"I was in the army before I was a teacher," he admitted, Clara glanced in his direction briefly almost shocked at the revelation, "I know, sometimes it surprises me too." Danny sipped at his drink, "I've been teaching for about 6 months now, I was more than ready to get away to a nice hot beach and then Frankie managed to rope me in to this instead, aren't I lucky eh?" He laughed, "to be fair, I was very reluctant to start with but I guess it's actually been good."

"Well I'm glad she persuaded you, and you've got 5 weeks to get away somewhere else, but this is a pretty good warm beach if I can just point that out," she grinned and bumped in to him gently.

"So what about you?" he asked, "Why'd you come? You're young free and single, why aren't you out exploring the world?"

"I've done my fair share of world exploring before I started teaching, I had to settle down finally and I did, but things haven't been great recently, I wasn't much looking forward to the holidays, needed to keep busy – this seemed like a good start. Not sure what I'll do for the rest of it yet but we'll work on that." Danny looked over at her as she finished talking and noted the change in her face. "I think I just love teaching too much," she laughed a little, but it wasn't overly convincing.

"It is a very rewarding thing, even if you do have those children," he replied and Clara nodded in agreement, "Toby and Ben love to do that thing where they switch classes, it's almost impossible to tell."

"Oh gosh that sounds like a nightmare! I have to say most of mine are lovely," she commented and Danny gave her a knowing look, "yes Courtney can be a bit of a nightmare, she just misuses her talents. That girl has the observation skills of an eagle but it seems she generally only uses them to work out things about me rather than Shakespeare," Clara sighed a little, "I'm determined she is going to come out of school with good grades if it's the last thing I do."

"She's lucky to have a teacher so dedicated, so many would have given up after the third insult," Danny told her as they stopped and turned to look out over the vast sea in front of them.

"All that gives Courtney is the sense of achievement, and I refuse to give her that. I've got less than a year to get her exam ready, it's gonna be a great one," she told him.

Danny smiled and put a reassuring arm around her shoulders, "you'll be great, I can see you've got a wonderful skill," he told her and as he did she leant in to him a little. He stiffened, not knowing quite how to take this, and just stayed standing there – not daring to move.

"I'm so glad we could make up, it's nice to have a friend around, I'm sure Adrian will appreciate that I won't keep ringing him every hour to rant," she laughed.

"Adrian?" Danny asked, a little confused – he was sure she'd said there was no partner in the picture.

"Oh we work together, I guess he's my best friend, he certainly does that job pretty well anyway. Poor guy has put up with a lot recently, he deserves a break," Clara told him. Danny couldn't quite work out why he suddenly felt relieved. "Not that I'm about to offload all my feelings to you, I mean I've only known you a few days it would be kinda weird," she told him.

Danny shrugged, "I'm a good listener, feel free to talk about whatever you wish," he told her. Clara smiled, gently pushing herself back upright. "Alright?"

Clara looked out at the reddened sky and ran a hand through her hair," yeah, just getting tired. Can we go sit by the fire?" she asked and he quickly agreed, following her over. "I could sit here forever; it's so beautiful and calm."

Danny smiled as she lay back, watching the sunset, but he couldn't tear his eyes away from her. Clara Oswald was the woman who had essentially gone from worst enemy to best friend in about 24 hours and he was so glad they'd made up. She was feisty, certainly not the sort of person you want to mess with, but at the same time she clearly had a softer side and there was something inside her that made her vulnerable. He wanted to know, to be that listening ear or a shoulder to cry on, because clearly Clara was struggling with something.

They stayed in that position for a good hour, occasionally exchanging little conversations about work or camp, nothing too exciting. Eventually darkness fell and the fire began to die down, Clara suddenly noticed how chilly she felt and sat up, wrapping her arms around herself. Danny spotted her and slipped his jacket off and round her shoulders.
"Oh no you'll be cold now don't be silly," she told him, going to shrug it off but he refused to let her, "well thanks, we should probably get back and head to bed, wide games in the morning, that should be entertaining." Clara stood up, pulling the jacket fully round her shoulders and looking for Danny to join her before they walked off.

Danny walked quietly, but his head was screaming at him to tell her how he felt. Frankie was right, this was his shot, it had been a beautiful night and they'd really got to know each other better.
"Listen, Clara," he began and she stopped to look at him, waiting for more. Danny opened his mouth to speak again but couldn't get it out; going in to this unplanned was definitely not his best move.

"Danny are you going to talk or not because I need sleep badly," she told him, trying to make out his facial expression.

"I.. um…" Clara raised her eyebrows, "I'm just going to do something," he eventually told her, knowing it was now or never. Quickly he glanced around, but everyone else had long gone, and he leant in slowly, kissing her gently. Clara let him, for a couple of seconds, before something in her brain clicked and she pushed him away, shaking her head. Danny went to speak but before he could she'd run off in to the distance, leaving him to go back alone and shocked.

Clara kept running for a couple of minutes until she reached the lake where she finally stopped, looking back to make sure he hadn't followed and sitting at the water's edge, breathing heavily and not stopping the tears from falling. She put her head in her hands let herself cry for a minute, trying to work out what on earth she was feeling. Her head hurt and her heart pounded as she looked at the moonlight that was starting to shine on the lake, none of this made sense to her. It was too late to call Adrian now, she needed to try and figure this out even if it meant staying by the lake all night.

Danny made it back and immediately stopped when he reached Clara's door. He stood outside for a while, staring and trying to make a decision. He needed to apologise, none of this was meant to happen, he didn't come here to fall in love but that seemed to be happening. If she didn't want the same then fine, but he didn't want to return to where they had been previously. If he had to settle for being friends then so be it, Danny wasn't going to force her in to anything. Eventually he took the two steps forward and gently knocked on her door. There was no answer. He waited a minute before trying again, but still no response. After a moment of deliberation he decided she must be either asleep or ignoring it, knowing it would be him, and so he retreated to his room.

Clara pulled his jacket round her more, slipping her arms inside. As she wrapped it round her front she could smell him which just made her tear up again, but she shook it off. This feeling was overwhelming her, not that she knew what it was. Betrayal? Anger? Guilt? She had no idea but it was hurting her and this was far more like the pain she'd felt a few months back. Sleep was a no go right now and so she stayed there, biting her lip and watching the night roll over.