The Doctor didn't expect to fall in love, it never occurred to him but when Clara told him she loved him he was thrilled but his heart was also breaking.
It didn't help that the memory of last night still lingered. The scent of her lavender bath soap, her soft lips, her bright smile everything about her still remained in his mind.
The Doctor wasn't sure if she loved him or the person he was pretending to be but either way he knew eventually that this all would end and he would be a full Time Lord again.
"I guess that's when I'll know how Clara really feels about me." He said to himself.
Suddenly a knock on the door snapped him out of his thoughts. "Come in!" The Doctor said quickly wiping his eyes.
The door opened and Timothy poked his head from behind the door. "Sir, may I come in?"
He smiled. "Sure, Martha told me you wanted to see me."
Tim walked inside and stood there nervously tugging his fingers.
The Doctor glanced at Tim and saw a lot of himself in him. "You know I have chairs if you want to sit." He joked trying to calm his nerves.
Tim took a seat and looked around. He had never seen a teacher's room before."I hope I'm not bothering you sir but Miss Martha said you could help me."
The Doctor hopped on top of his desk and sat with his legs swinging back and forth. "Of course I can but for starters enough with the sir. I don't like being called sir or being saluted."
Tim stared at him like he had two heads. This was not the typical behavior of a teacher.
The Doctor snapped his fingers. "Timothy, you hoo? Are you still with me?"
"Yes si-" He started to say but stopped himself.
"You'll get the hang of it." The Doctor smiled.
"I'm sorry but I'm supposed to call you sir, you're my teacher… I think." He said muttering the last part.
"Have you heard otherwise?"
He hung his head and nodded. "Yes."
"Where?" The Doctor asked.
"Your watch." Tim pointed at his jacket pocket.
The Doctor hopped off his desk and crouched in front of Timothy. "Are you hearing the name Doctor?"
He sighed in frustration. "Yes and I don't know why. Am I mad?"
The Doctor chuckled and stood up. "No, you're not mad that's my job but I am going to tell you something that should help."
Tim swallowed. "What?"
Then he snapped his fingers. "You know what telling you is pointless."
He did a twirl as he grabbed a chair and sat in front of him. "Humans always tell but never show. So I'm going to show you."
Timothy was slightly scared but fascinated as the Doctor pull out his fob watch.
The Doctor's expression turned serious and he held up the watch. "This watch is me. I'm going to hold this and I want you to hold it too but keep your eyes closed tight and this should explain everything."
He was reluctant but nodded. "Okay."
"You ready?"
"Yes." Tim answered bracing himself.
"Okay, on three; one, two three!"
They both sucked in a deep breath then grasped the fob watch. Tim felt a jolt rush through his hand and flashes of a man surrounded by a blue-orange light like fire inside his mind.
He arched his neck as faces rapidly appeared each a different Doctor but same ancient eyes and history, Tim saw companions, monsters and creatures, things that scared him but thrilled him at the same time. The words power of a Time Lord and Doctor echoed loudly inside his head.
Finally the Doctor let go of the watch and Timothy opened his eyes and gasped.
"You alright?" The Doctor asked concerned.
He wasn't sure but nodded anyway. Tim's eyes followed the Doctor as he stood from the chair to put the watch back.
"That was you, wasn't it?"
"Yep. Impressed?" He smiled slightly.
Tim was overwhelmed but amazed. "I've never seen anything like that."
The Doctor glanced at him. "So you actually saw me?"
Tim scoffed. "Yes, how could a person not?"
The Doctor leaned against his desk. "Because no one has been able to except you."
"I don't understand. Doctor what's happening to me?" Tim asked confused. "Between these dreams, visions and now this, why me?"
The Doctor smiled. "Tim what's going on with you is you have slight ESP enhanced by an alien sun or in your case a power supply from an alien ship mainly mine and the family's."
Tim just looked at him.
"Still with me?" The Doctor asked.
He nodded. "Okay what can I do to stop these visions and dreams?"
The Doctor scratched the back of his head and sighed. "Until I leave and defeat the family not much, sorry."
Tim lowered his eyes. He was too disappointed to even ask who the family was.
Then the Doctor tapped his leg. "But you know what? I've seen you; you're bright, you have compassion and I believe you can help me and Martha."
"With what? I'm just an average boy."
He placed his hand on his shoulder. "I assure you Timothy you're beyond average."
That made him smile. "So what did you need help with?"
The Doctor explained what was going on while Timothy listened with fear and wonder.
On any other day he would've thought this man was crazy but after all that's happened he pretty much believed anything now."
When he was finished the Doctor asked in a serious tone. "Can you help us?"
Tim sat there unsure what to say.
Finally he looked up and exhaled. "Okay, I'll help. What do I have to do?"
The Doctor nodded. "Use that ESP. Spot any sounds, smells and sights that seem off and report back if it does and be prepared to come and investigate with us unless it's too dangerous then I'm counting on you to stay here and guard that watch but keep this a secret. Tell no one, okay?"
Tim crossed his heart. "Okay."
The Doctor nodded and waved his hand. "Good, now go and do whatever human boys do."
Puzzled Tim stood and started to leave.
"One more thing Timothy." The Doctor said.
Tim paused at the door and turned. "Yes?"
He gave him a grateful smile. "Thank you."
Tim smiled back and left.
The Doctor sighed and silently prayed he hadn't put a young man's life in danger.
He plopped into his chair and gazed at the ceiling wishing he was back in the TARDIS and back in his brown suit.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. "Oh, it never stops." He muttered. "Come in." He replied.
Clara walked in. "Hi." She smiled.
The Doctor quickly stood and his eyes brighten. "Hi!" He grinned. "What brings you here?"
He realized Clara looked so beautiful with her hair up.
She walked closer and handed him a small bag. "I snuck into the kitchen and made you a lunch."
The Doctor smiled and accepted the lunch bag. "Thanks but you didn't have to."
"I wanted to." She said softly.
"Thank you." He replied kissing her hand.
She straightened his tie. "And it gave me an excuse to see you."
He smirked. "Sneaky and sweet, I like that in a person."
Clara smiled and wrapped her arms around him. "I hope it's not wrong but I wondered if I could see you tonight."
He held her tight and smiled. "I'd love it."
"Really?" She asked pulling a button on his vest.
"Of course but what makes you think it's wrong?" He asked.
"Because you're a teacher and I'm a maid." Clara replied softly.
The Doctor smiled and gently tilted her chin. She gazed into his warm brown eyes; their lips barely touching.
"Really, I hadn't noticed?" He breathed softly in her mouth.
Clara pulled him closer and their lips met in a tender kiss.