Hi guys ! So that's pretty much the last chapter of this story, there's an epilogue left, that's all. I'm really sad, it's already the end but well, everything has an end (or not). I'm going to post the last last chapter tomorrow, because I'm a nice person...

12th Doctor : That's absolutely not true. Don't trust her, I've read this epilogue and I wasn't ready for it.

Shush Doctor, I'm talking. So, I hope you're ready to say bye to my story and its characters...

12th Doctor : I'm not paid enough for this.

Shush Doctor. So I'm going to miss you all!

12th Doctor : They won't miss you though.

Shush Doctor. Anyway, guys, here's the chapter !

Enjoy ^^

Disclaimer : I don't own Doctor Who but I own this story, which is a good thing...I'M NOT READY FOR THE END OF IT YET T_T

The Legend Of The Hybrid

Chapter 14 : The City Of Your Dreams

They were on their way, the Doctor steering the TARDIS, concentrated. They had dropped off the Maashiaf on his planet and were now returning to the other TARDIS. He was still feeling dizzy, Clara noticed.

She approached him, but being behind him, he didn't notice. She put her hands around his torso and hugged him. He didn't pull himself out of her grip but instead responded to it. He had changed so much.

"I'm sure you'll remember Doctor, we just have to wait."

She knew he was still thinking about this, that it was bothering him. She had noticed how he had stopped mid-sentence in front of the Maashiaf, he was remembering. "I can save you" she would also never forget this single sentence, it had changed her life.

He couldn't forget this either, not any-more. He closed his eyes, memories of he and she hugging in the past filling his mind. The answers were there, asking to be discovered but the neural block was still hiding them. He could see himself trying to get out of her grip and wanting to stay away. But he could also see himself running towards her and taking her in his arms.

He was used to these scarps of memories by now, but he wanted to know. He wanted to have these feelings again, to be able to remember this or what happened afterwards. No one could understand how it was hurting him, how it was unbearable. No one, except her. Because she knew, she had been there. It couldn't end like this, it couldn't be the end of their story, he needed to remember. Now.

He put his hand on hers, this would be his last attempt.

"Clara, can I...?" She nodded silently. No need to explain.

He opened the telepathic link, memories of them flooding his mind. It was going so fast ! They were going on and on again, never stopping, never ending. It was like a film, an image succeeding another. From the beginning to the end. Until the neural block was pressed.

After this final memory, the memory block was no more. It burst into pieces in his mind, his dizziness fading in the process. This haze that had been on his life was only a bad memory now.

There it was, this marvellous city he had talked about before. If time all happened at once. Every moments of his life were now laying down around him, like a city. The streets were full of buildings made of days.

The day he was born

Clara was in front of him, studying his face. He couldn't help but notice she had nostalgia shining in her eyes. She was missing him. But she shouldn't be, he was there, he was still the Doctor. "Please, just...just see me."

It had been honest, he had been his only request. She had hugged him. And even if he hadn't liked it, there had been a flame burning in his hearts. A promise with his past self, a plea. "Protect her, whatever the cost. Love her, like there is no tomorrow. I didn't take my chance, it's your turn now. Don't waste it like I did, because she deserves better." He should have listened.

The day he died

The memory changed, he was in his confessional dial now. He was hitting the diamond wall, the "Hybrid" getting closer. He felt its cold hands touching his temples. His body collapsed, life slowly leaving it. But he continued to fight. He climbed all the way up towards the first room and lowered the lever. He was replaced by another version of him again and again but he didn't know that yet.

His new him touched Clara's painting again. He was doing this for her.

The day he fell in love

He was on Trenzalore. The cold was biting his skin, the snow was blocking his view, everything was preventing anyone to go out but there she was, gripping the TARDIS. He felt joy when he saw her, as well as this overwhelming feeling. He would protect her from this world, his Clara. Always bending the rules.

He may have been in love with her before, nonetheless, it had been the day he had known. She was precious to him and he wouldn't bear to lose her. He had sent her back on Earth to protect her. But now, his hearts were telling him that wouldn't be possible any-more. She could stay.

The day that love ends

A cobblestone street he knew too well. His hearts stopped at the second she hit the floor, his anger becoming suffocating. He had failed, he had lost. Another broken promise. He was falling, sinking into the abyss of madness. This was unbearable.

His head was spinning. He broke for some seconds the telepathic link, leading on the main console. She squeezed his hand, She reassured him, they weren't in that fateful street any-more. He smiled and continued.

They were on Gallifrey, running away from some Time Lords. They entered the cloisters and while stealing a TARDIS, talked. She had learned by these same Time Lords how many years he had spent in his confessional dial. She was heartbroken. So was he. That was when she decided to tell him something that would change his entire world.

"I have something I need to say." "My time is up." "People like me and you, we should say things to one another." "And I'm going to say them now." The cloisters, the most important part of his forgotten memories. His hearts were beating so fast, he couldn't believe what he was going to hear.

At the same time than his memory, she pronounced...

"I love you Doctor. And I will never ever stop."

He could say it now. He and Clara sharing these memories was the best moment of his life. He was frozen, his hearts hammering in his chest.

"So Doctor, you didn't answer me that day." His mind was racing, his thoughts were incoherent.

"Do you love me ?" She said softly. He struggled to answer.

"C-Clara, I'm a Time Lord and I'm 2000 years old and..."

"I didn't ask you if we were different, I asked you if you loved me."

He could feel it, after so many years. This overwhelming feeling he had felt during these different memories. This overwhelming feeling that was written in his hearts, etched.

"Yes." Love. Who would have guessed he was still capable of that ?

"Good."

They got closer, their lips finally touching. Shame, anger, guiltiness, frustration, sadness, love, all these feelings were transmitted by this kiss. They were finally together, they were freed from this cage that had been the neural block. It was soft, it was tender, it was what they had been waiting for.

When they separated, tears were falling on Clara's cheeks. It was over. At last.

"I love you Doctor."

"I love you Clara Oswald." They gave each other a little smile, still blushing.

Sniffing caught their attention. During their little exchange, someone had opened the door and was crying silently. Bill and Heather were looking at them, Bill wiping her tears.

"That was truly beautiful."

She was holding Heather's hand, knowing what Clara and The Doctor were feeling. Me's face appeared behind them, annoyed.

"Indeed, that was beautiful but the Queen is getting quite impatient so if you could continue this later, we need the papers." They stared at each other, growing pale. Me looked at them, raising one eyebrow.

"You do have the papers, right ?" They glanced at each other sheepishly.

"Well... there was this story with the Maashiaf and the elves and...there was...we'll be back."

After returning, this time, with the papers, they sighed, relieved. Bill, Heather and Me smiled, the Doctor and Clara were still holding hands. Me whispered, more to the entire universe than her friends "Be ready, the Hybrid is back, united more than ever." The Doctor walked towards her, Clara by his side.

"Ashildr...Me. I still can't forgive you for what happened in that street." She lowered her head and nodded, knowing it would never be the case.

"However," She raised her head. "Thank you for taking care of her while I was away. I'm really grateful."

It was a happy ending. Clara and the Doctor, reunited, Me, getting along once again with him, Bill, happy to have the Doctor back and Heather, happy to have had this adventure. In the evening, they celebrated, laughed, shared stories. Another happy memory to add to the Doctor's memory.

Then came the time to say goodbye. Me left with the TARDIS, accepting to come back from time to time. As for Bill and Heather. They resumed their little trip to discover the universe, promising to visit them sometimes.

Now, here they were, just the Doctor and Clara Oswald in the TARDIS.

Although, there were still some problems to attend to.

"Clara"

"Hmm ?"

"We need to talk." One of the scariest sentences in the entire world.

"What about ?"

"I understand now why I wanted to erase your memory." She stepped back, she wouldn't live this again.

"However, I can't do it again. I need you, I'm too weak to continue without you, you're precious to me. You always were." She didn't need to precise it was mutual.

"But I'm stuck. You're still in danger, the Time Lords will be looking for you. At some point or another, you will have to go back on Gallifrey I...I can't save you this time."

It was heart breaking to hear the Doctor admit defeat. He was so upset. She spoke, with a softness she wasn't aware she was capable of.

"Don't worry Doctor, I knew that all along." He sighed, defeated. An idea came to her mind. A sad one, but a good one. It was for the best.

"Let's make a deal, shall we ?" She took his hand.

"I won't stand to see you regenerate again. Seeing you change...one time was enough, even if it had been a good thing. And I can't run away from death forever."

"What do you propose ?"

"The day you'll regenerate, for a reason or another, I'll leave. I'll return to Gallifrey. And...and face the raven." He didn't say a word for a moment.

"Alright Clara. If that's what you want, that's a promise." She kissed him, he kissed back.

"What are we going to until then ?" he asked.

"Oh, you know, the usual. Have adventures, run away from scary monsters. We'll go to Gallifrey. The long way round."

She pulled a lever, setting the TARDIS into movement. They left, the TARDIS sending them on their way to a new and dangerous adventure. Hand in hand.

Did I do it right? Oooooh I hope I did, I tried my best, I swear!

12th Doctor : I would have done better.

Clara : Shush Doctor. *kisses him*

12th Doctor : *stays silent*

Thanks Clara. So, to be honest, I was really fond of this city the Doctor was talking about in the first episode of season 10. And this chapter was based on this beautiful video made by JCF productions named "Twelfth Doctor and Bill - Mirrors". I tried to find other moments in his life because I didn't want to just copy, what would be the point of writing it otherwise? If you didn't see it, you definitively should, this piano is beautiful and the video and its lyrics are perfect.

So. They're finally together. Happy? Because I am!

12th Doctor and Clara : *smile tenderly at each other*

So guys, I wish you a beautiful day!

See ya next chapter! ^^

Salut les gens !

Spirit Of Dark Wolf