marvella15: Regeneration energy surged through the Doctor’s hand. Clara clasped it.  “It can’t hurt me,” she said softly, cutting off his concerned protest. “Remember?” The Doctor nodded weakly.  “Yes.” He pulled her closer and brought their hands to his chest. “I do.” Clara Oswald smiled, at once happy and sad. After a beat, he smiled too, and …

jaimelannistre: Look at you, with your eyes and your never giving up and your anger and your kindness. One day, the memory of that will hurt so much that I won’t be able to breathe, and I’ll do what I always do. I’ll get in my box and I’ll run and I’ll run, in case …