Literature
Doctor/Clara fic: Oh My Stars
Finally able to maneuver his way out of his time stream, the Doctor carried Clara into the long-dead console room. It unnerved him from minute one that this dead TARDIS had the same desktop theme as his current one. How far off could his death be? Laying Clara on the floor, he pushed those thoughts from his mind. Madame Vastra and Jenny rushed forward with Strax curiously waddling up behind them.
“Is she alright?” asked Jenny.
“Give her some air, darling,” said Vastra, gently pulling her back a step.
The Doctor barely heard them. He was focused only on Clara. He sat her up and held her face in his hands. “Clar
