Clara groaned with regret. It was Wednesday again meaning it had been a full week since what she liked to call "The Incident". Closing her eyes thought back to that day.

Her journey home in the TARDIS had been full of silence, neither of them uttered a sentence. The only thing she could hear was her words echoing around her head. As she left she hadn't said anything to him, only stopping briefly in the door way as he had called out to her: "Same time next week?" His voice had sounded full of hope but Clara had just kept walking, not looking back.

She knew she had had problems keeping her emotions inside her in the past but this time things had been worse. Much worse. Will he even turn up today, she thought, or will he just disappear from my life? Was this the end of her adventures with her Chin Boy?

"Stupid, stupid Clara." She whispered to herself, "You always have to go and ruin everything."

As if right on cue she heard the distant call of the TARDIS making her pulse quicken and her heart skip a beat. She rushed out of the house, briefly forgetting everything from that previous week, and ran up to the TARDIS door, which for once pushed open with ease. From there she made her way to the centre of the control room.

"Doctor? Doctor where are you?" Clara called out into the large but empty room. "Where has he got to this time..." Slowly walking backwards she twisted around to face the way she had came in, catching her foot on lose wires. She tumbled down causing herself to become face to face with a pair of dark brown boots. The Doctor's. She couldn't look at him, not after what had happened. Not after what she had said. She felt two hands grip her shoulders firmly and lift her up to her feet. Clara stumbled, looking everywhere except those big greeny-brown eyes of his. His hands dropped for her shoulders. Silence. Neither one of them spoke or moved an inch. She turned her head, meeting his eyes.

"Clara." He whispered.

"Yeah?"

"About last week...I...erm...I'm..." He started fidgeting, forget what he wanted to say. Clara knew it was time she said something or they could be here for hours.

"Doctor it wasn't your fault. Sometimes I just let my emotions take control. I get it if you don't want to travel with me anymore...I'll just leave..." She started to move around him to the door but he grabbed her hand, pulling her back to face him.

"No. I would never ever want you to leave Clara Oswald. I'm sorry I didn't mention the others it's just that sometimes the pain is too much. They are all I ever think about, I see their faces everywhere. Every single one of them. And I try and forget them and i hate myself for that because you're right I need to visit them, but I can't. Not all of them Rose is in a parallel universe and the Ponds are..."

His face had become grey, his eyes looked tired and full of sorrow. He couldn't continue and Clara knew why. She had read all of the files and she knew all about the weeping angels taking away his very best friends. She knew how he felt, one day everything was fine and the next you're standing by a grave stone.

"Doctor. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." She moved closer, enveloping him into a hug. They stayed there a few minutes, her holding him. Then slowly she let go.

"Right then impossible girl, we have a very busy schedule! So we'd better get going!" Her ran around the console pressing buttons and pulling levers." The TARDIS rattled about.

"Where ARE you taking us?"

"We, my good friend, are going to have a reunion." His face was full of smiles now, the pain completely gone.

"With who?" Clara asked curiously.

"That the thing, I don't know! I've linked the TARDIS up to the list you read the other day and she's gonna pick a name at random and their very location is where we will turn up!"

"You truly are a madman."

"Yes but a madman with a box! Ahhh we've landed! Shall we go see where we've ended up?" He grabbed her by the hand and pulled her to the door. Slowly it creaked open.