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"I didn’t know where else to go." He said aloud, placing his long purple frock coat on the ground and sitting with his back leaned up against the grave’s headstone.
“You had the right idea you know,” he sniffled, “not letting us help. Dying— I was mad at you for a while but I get it now. I wouldn’t wish extended longevity on anyone.”
He blinked a tear from his eye. Clumsily tumbling down his cheek. "I’ve lived too long… I’ve seen too much— Some days are better than others.
and sometimes it gets just a bit too much. And I know I’m just one more heartache away from self destruction.” The Doctor sniffed his tears away, batting at his eyes and shaking his head at himself, “I’m talking to a skeleton..”
Clara followed out a few minutes later, only to see the Doctor in floods of tears. "Hey." She placed a hand on his shoulder before sitting down next to him and pulling him into a gentle hug. She stroked his hair, rocking him. Trying to comfort him. That's what her dad did when her mum died. She hoped it was a comfort. "There there Doctor." She hummed a tune that her mum use to sing to her.
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[…]Sometimes it’s like I’ve lived a thousand lives in a thousand places. I’m born, I live, I die.
"Don’t you remember, hmm?" Clara scooted closer to him, wrapping her arms round him. "Just let’s say you had an extraordinary bedside manner." She winked, grinning.
"No I don’t." He tensed up as he felt her wrapping his arms around him, trying to see if he could get away if necessarily. "Bedside manner… what? Explain this please before I shove you out of bed."
Clara felt him tense up. She smiled, laying her hand on his bare inner thigh. "I do believe the void ate your boxers. And anyway, since when did you like wine?"
"Don't you remember, hmm?" Clara scooted closer to him, wrapping her arms round him. "Just let's say you had an extraordinary bedside manner." She winked, grinning.
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"Yeah… when I remember, my echoes; Oswin on Alaska - as Dalek; Victorian Clara who fought the ice lady and died on Christmas Day…" Clara explained, she groaned as she started to first niggle of a headache already. Not really paying much attention she slurped at the tea, before setting it down and replacing the lid.
"You attract trouble and danger regardless Chin Boy." Clara hiccuped having drank to tea too quickly. A headache (an eventually migraine) and hiccups, great.
"Ah that. I do not know anything about that sorry. I never met someone before who had that. I have ten different lives before this one but we are the same man, I do not think that counts. But it is good that you remember it at all. Memories are the things that keep you believing. But I think that you are not suppose to remember your other lives, that’s why you have a headache every time."
It was incredibly difficult yes but he could not force her to think about it and scan her brain for activity and changes, that would be cruel and he would not call himself the Doctor any more. “Oi, not always. There are times I just walk around without being in danger at all. But, otherwise life would not be any fun would it?”
"Is there any medication or scans you could give me, so the headaches aren't as bad? Wah!" Clara screeched as the TARDIS decided to throw them sideways after hitting some vortex turbulence. Thunk. Clara whacked her already hurting head on the metal floor. "Oww!" She grunted. "Your ship hates me." Clara sat up, feeling dizzy. "I'm seeing double… And, you are like a danger magnet Theta…" Clara had slipped the childhood name of The Doctor’s out without even realising.
The Doctor got caught by surprise as well, being thrown to the side and landing pretty bad on his shoulder. When he sat up he wriggled his shoulder a bit before pulling himself up using the console. For a moment he scanned the console, noticing she had made an emergency stop mid air. And then he heard the name he had not heard for a long time, making him freeze on the spot.
"The fact that you know my name gives you no right to use it." He said, maybe a bit angrily but Clara should know he would never be called by that name again. "She made a stop in the middle of the Vortex, throwing up out. I have no idea where we are, scans are off-line."
"Huh?" Clara blinked. "...Oh... I... oops. Sorry Doctor..." she bit her lip. "One of my echoes was on Gallifrey and knew your first incarnation, not that you would remember. Or do you?"
She moved gingerly to her feet. Clara edged towards the console and the Doctor, "Is there anyway we can get them back on-line?" The nanny hiccuped then groaned.