Hey y'all so I'm back with another fic. This may just be how I deal with the rest of the season, write a fic after each episode. Yes that is a plug for you to read my other Doctor Who fics :D

Also important thing for the timeline: so we see Danny introduced as a new maths teacher in "Into the Dalek" and then we see their first date which is at least a couple weeks after that, then in "The Caretaker" Courtney Woods' parents mention that in the year prior Danny called Courtney a "very disruptive influence". So I'm running on the assumption that Danny had been at that school for over a year at the point and had therefore been dating Clara for about a year. Then there are weeks between "Kill the Moon" and "Mummy on the Orient Express" so that's bringing this timeline in my head to about a year and a half or two years that Danny and Clara have been dating. Just to clarify.

So yeah disclaimer I don't own any of this yadda yadda okay let's goooo

"You okay?" Danny asked as he sat next to Clara in the teacher's lounge for a staff meeting.

"Yeah, of course I am," Clara said. "Why?"

"You look a little pale, that's all," Danny said. "And tired."

"I think I may have caught something from the kids," Clara conceded. "No big deal."

"Okay," Danny sad. "Make sure you get some rest though."

"Yeah, I will," Clara said.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Danny asked. "I could come over, make you tea, wrap you in blankets, watch your favorite movies with you."

"No, thanks," Clara said.

Danny's face visibly fell.

"I mean, I don't want you to get sick," Clara said. "I'll go home today and take it easy all weekend, and by Monday I'm good as new. I wouldn't want you to catch this and be sick all weekend as well."

"Don't worry about me, I want to help you," Danny said.

"You don't need to," Clara said definitively.

"Okay," Danny said, backing off.

"Sorry," Clara said. "I'm sorry. I kind of just want to be alone this weekend. I'm just going to spend the whole time sleeping anyway. No point in you being around for that."

"No point in me being around?"

"That isn't what I meant," Clara said. "Look, Danny, I love you, but it's just a cold. It's nothing too bad."

"Yeah, that's not what I'm worried about," Danny muttered, looking at her like he just figured something out.

"What are you worried about, then?" Clara asked, faced getting paler.

"Okay, listen up everybody, I emailed the agenda for this morning's meeting to all of you so hopefully we can do this quick," the headmaster said as she entered the room.

Danny sat back in his seat and gave his attention to his boss, while Clara gave him one last glance then did the same.

-DW-

The next day, Clara smiled as she walked with the Doctor into the TARDIS.

"So what'll happen to them?" she asked.

The Doctor shrugged. "They will be alright. I recalibrated their artificial cloud system so that they never have a drought that bad again."

"I can't believe we have artificial clouds in the future," Clara said.

"They became a necessity," the Doctor said. "And they were designed not to malfunction, but one greedy person in power is all it took to turn them from a life-giving resource to a way to squeeze money out of people. Humanity. Can't trust you with anything."

The Doctor started flipping switches and pulling levers, initiating the TARDIS takeoff sequence.

"Well you fixed it, like you do," Clara said, smiling. She jolted as the TARDIS landed. "So, where to next?"

The Doctor made a face. "Clara, we've gone on three trips in two days. Don't you want to take a break?"

Clara shook her head. "Has it only been two days? Either way, I'm good. Let's go! We're helping people, why would we stop doing that?"

"Because you're exhausted," the Doctor said.

Clara groaned. "You sound like Danny. He was saying that I seemed sick. I'm fine!"

"Clara, this is one thing Danny and I can agree on," the Doctor said. "Go home, get some sleep. I'll pick you up in a couple days and we can go again."

He snapped and the TARDIS door opened, revealing Clara's living room.

Clara looked out the TARDIS doors.

"Fine," she said. She started making her way out of the TARDIS. "But I'll see you in a few days, yeah?"

"Yes," the Doctor said. "Now go."

Clara left and shut the door behind her. The Doctor looked at the door, almost trying to look through it at his closest friend. The concern on his face was clear.

Clara, meanwhile, shuffled tiredly into her room. She took off her shoes and barely made it under the covers before falling fast asleep.

-DW-

Clara was awoken the next day by a knock on her door.

"Clara?" a voice called from outside. "You alright?"

The Blackpool girl tiredly got out of bed and went to the door.

"Danny," she said. "Hi, what are you doing here?"

He held up a bag. "I brought you some takeaway from that Italian place you like." He looked her up and down. "Did you just wake up?"

"Yeah, what time is it?" Clara asked.

"It's nearly six in the evening," Danny said. "What time did you go to sleep?"

"I don't know," Clara said. "What day is it?"

"Sunday," Danny said with an incredulous tone. "Clara, you're clearly not okay. Let me take you to the doctor."

"What?" Clara asked immediately.

"You should get checked out, if you slept all day something is obviously wrong," Danny said.

"I'm fine," Clara said. "I just lost track of time."

Danny gave her a look, clearly exasperated.

"I know that you're worried, but I'm fine."

Danny sighed. "Have you eaten yet?"

Clara shook her head.

"Here, eat this," he said, handing her the food.

"Thanks," Clara replied. "Do you want to come in?"

Danny shook his head. "No, actually, I should get home."

"Oh, okay," Clara said. "Well thanks for checking up on me, I guess."

"Yeah," Danny said. "See you at work tomorrow."

"Bye," Clara said. Danny turned and started down the hall. "Love you!" she called.

"You too," Danny said, calling behind him but not stopping or actually turning around.

Clara watched him walk all the way down the hall until he disappeared around the corner. She looked at the empty hall for a few moments then went back inside her flat.

-DW-

Clara went back to work the next day, Monday, and the day went on normally. She had lunch with Danny as usual, as by that point they had been dating for a while and would often interact at work. However, Danny steered the conversation toward only work, and invited coworkers into their conversation. This sort of behavior continued until Wednesday.

"Hey," Clara said, standing in the doorway of Danny's classroom. "I was thinking for lunch today, we could sit just us two. I haven't seen a lot of you recently."

"I've actually got lunch plans today," Danny said. Clara's face fell. "I've got a big exam coming up and some students won't be able to stay after school to do some extra review, so I told them we could work on it during lunch."

"Okay," Clara said. "Well, you can come over tonight."

"I've got a lot of marking to do," Danny said.

"Me too, but we could still be together while we do it," Clara said.

"I think I'm just going to spend the night in tonight," Danny said.

"Alright then," Clara said.

Any more conversation was cut off by a group of year elevens who walked into Danny's classroom.

"Hello Miss Oswald," they said as they passed her. "Hello Mister Pink."

"Hello, let's get started, yeah?" Danny said, opening his copy of the textbook as the students sat down. He looked up at Clara. "Enjoy your lunch, Miss Oswald."

Clara was silent for a beat then spoke up. "You too," she said. She looked at the students. "Good luck with the exam."

She left and went back to her classroom before heading to the lunchroom. On her way there, though, she passed a familiar supply cupboard.

A knock sounded from inside the cupboard and Clara nearly jumped out of her skin.

However, she then grinned and stepped into the cupboard.

"Hey you," she said. "Took you long enough."

"It's Wednesday," the Doctor said. "That's our day."

"Yes it is," Clara agreed. She walked past him into the TARDIS. "Where to now?"

"There is a planet where it rains sugar crystals," the Doctor said. "Want to go?"

"Absolutely," Clara said, grinning as she stepped into the blue box.

Later, they returned back to the cupboard.

"I've got melted sugar all over my shirt," Clara said. "I can't go to work like this. Can we pop home so I can get a shirt?"

"There should still be clothes in your bedroom," the Doctor said.

"Right, thanks," Clara said before she went off to get changed. She returned to the console room. "See you in a few days then, yeah?"

The Doctor nodded. "Enjoy school, Clara," he said as he waved her goodbye.

Clara left the TARDIS and left the cupboard. She went back to her classroom when she quite literally walked into someone as she turned a corner.

"Oh, sorry," she said. She looked up to see who she ran into. "Danny, hi."

"Hi, you alright?" Danny asked.

Clara nodded. "Where are you off to?"

"To the supply cupboard, we need more graph paper."

"Well, the supply cupboard would be the place to find that."

"Yes it would," Danny said. He took a step back. "Are you wearing a different shirt?"

"Yeah," she said after a short, but noticeable, moment. "I spilled tea on the one I was wearing before."

"And you just had an extra shirt with you?"

Clara didn't answer verbally, but nodded unconvincingly.

"And you smell like a sweets shop," Danny said.

"Is that really a bad thing?" Clara tried to play it off.

Danny's face expressed his disbelief. "You're travelling again, aren't you." It was a statement, not a question.

Clara's mouth moved, like she was going to offer some defense, but no sound came out.

Danny, meanwhile, laughed bitterly. "I knew it. I knew you weren't sick last week, you were exhausted from spending all your time with him. You said you were done, that the space train was your last hurrah."

"Danny, let's not do this here," Clara said in a low tone.

"Yeah, let's not," Danny said. "I don't want to do this anymore."

Clara's face betrayed her hurt feelings. "Do what anymore, exactly?"

"This," Danny said. "We've been dating for almost two years and you still can't tell me the truth. I'm not doing this anymore."

"No, Danny, wait, let's talk about this," Clara said.

Danny looked at her coldly, shaking his head.

"Please," Clara said. "I love you, I never lied about that."

"You just lied about everything else."

"I know I haven't explained all this properly to you," Clara continued. "Give me another chance to. Tonight, please, we can talk about this."

Danny was silent and cold for several moments. Clara could practically hear her heart pounding in her chest.

"Fine. But I meant it when I said that if you aren't honest with me, we're done."

"I know," Clara said.

Danny gave her a look of disbelief and pain, then scoffed, shaking his head. "Come over tonight. This is your last chance."

"Thank you," Clara said.

Danny walked around her and to the supply cupboard.

-DW-

That night, Clara nervously knocked on the door to Danny' flat.

Danny opened the door wordlessly.

"Hi," Clara said. "I brought that beer that you like."

"Thanks," Danny said. "Come in, I'll get a bottle opener."

Clara went in and sat on the couch, that couch that she first kissed Danny on. She put the case of beer on the table.

Danny returned and sat down, then opened two beers. He opened one and took a long sip.

Clara picked up the bottle opener and opened her own bottle of beer.

"You drink beer now?" Danny asked.

"I do tonight," Clara said.

Danny watched as Clara drank from the bottle, then sat there. He waited with a patient look on his face, but still a sense of urgency for learning the truth.

"I am sorry for lying to you for this long," Clara said finally. "When I said the space train was my last hurrah, I meant it. But then it wasn't anymore and I didn't want to let you down."

"You let me down by lying to me," Danny said.

"It was easier for me to have you think I gave up traveling than it was to admit that I hadn't."

"Why?"

Clara paused, thinking about this. She took another sip. "When you travel with him," she began. "It's such a rush. It's amazing and wonderful and thrilling."

"And you still don't want to share that with me."

"I do," Clara said. "I love you, I want to share the amazing things with you. But traveling, it's…it's also intoxicating. It's a rush for a while and then reality comes back and crashes down on you. You may save one person, but it's often at the expense of someone else. I've seen the end of the world with the Doctor. I've seen people die because of him and for him. I've seen my own life end in order to save his. I keep seeing all these terrible things, things I wish I hadn't seen, and I can't stop. I've tried to walk away, and I can't."

"What makes it so hard for you to walk away?" Danny asked. "You see terrible things, what makes it so hard to leave that behind and see the good things here?"

"The terrible things happen with or without me there," Clara said. "I guess on some level I think that I can stop it if I'm there, but I never can, not enough. It became an addiction, sort of. I always needed to go on another adventure in order to feel better about the last."

"If it's an addiction, let me help you," Danny said. "I want to help you. You shouldn't have to feel this way."

"I didn't realize I did until after the space train," Clara said. "It was supposed to be a holiday but there was a monster we had to stop. Two, technically, but we still had to stop them. Turns out that the Doctor knew that it wouldn't be some fun holiday, he knew that we would have to stop monsters there."

"So he knew you wanted just a holiday, and brought you on a mission anyway," Danny said, growing frustrated. "Do you not see how manipulative that is? He is so incredibly manipulative and controlling of you and he makes you want to stay, even though it feels wrong sometimes. Then it starts to feel wrong all of the time."

Clara looked at him, a bit surprised and a bit impressed. "You really did know men like him."

"I did," Danny said. "And I left them and didn't go back."

"Point taken," Clara said. She sighed. "I can't promise that I won't go back. I don't want to, but I didn't want to after the moon thing and I went back."

"You don't need to go through time and space to help people," Danny said. "You're a teacher. You make a difference for someone every day, or at least you try to. That matters. That is a wonder in our world."

"I know," Clara said. "I've got a million thoughts on this and I want to not go back. I've been through so much with him, though. It's hard to walk away."

"Do you love him?" Danny asked. Clara didn't say anything. "I need to know. This is your last chance to be honest with me. Tell me the truth."

"I don't know," Clara said. "I don't love him like I love you. I do love you, Danny. I love you so much. But I loved him. Now we're friends, or I thought we were. I don't know how to explain it. I care about him so much but he keeps hurting me, and I don't think he understands how not to."

"If he doesn't know how not to hurt you, you should leave him," Danny said with some effort.

"It's more complicated than that-."

"It doesn't have to be," Danny said. "If someone is hurting you, you have the right to distance yourself from them."

Clara nodded in agreement. "I don't know why I keep getting surprised by your wisdom," she said, reaching out and putting a hand on his knee.

Danny backed up and took her hand off his knee.

"Clara, I think we need to take a break."

"What?"

"I told you that if you weren't honest with me, we're done."

"You said this was my last chance," Clara said. "I'm being honest with you now."

"I don't want to be in a relationship that requires us to keep giving each other chances," Danny said. "I love you, but, like I said, you have the right to distance yourself from someone who is hurting you. And so do I."

"So you don't want to be in this relationship?"

"I honestly don't know," Danny said. "I just know that right now, I can't do this. I want to help you be happy and safe but I can't do that if you're lying to me."

"I feel happy and safe with you," Clara said, with a slight tinge of desperation.

"If that's true, why do you put yourself in dangerous situations?" Danny said. "I want to help you but I can't if you don't want to be helped."

"I want to be with you," Clara said. "That is what I want."

"I wanted that too," Danny said. "But I wanted it if you were honest with me, but you weren't. So I need some time."

"Danny, no," Clara said. "I want to fix this, how can I fix this?"

"I don't know," Danny replied. "That's what I need to take time to figure out. We both need to figure out how to fix this, because lately it has not been working."

"Do you want me to stop traveling with the Doctor?"

Danny gave her an incredulous look. "I want our relationship to not be about the Doctor," he said, voice stern and raised. "I love you, Clara, and I want to be with you but I can't if you spend more time in outer space than with me. I can't have the life I want with you if you're only half in it. I'm ready to be all in, but you're halfway out the door. Be all in or all out. That is what I want you to do."

"You're all in, are you?" Clara asked. "Then why haven't you ever told me why you left the army?"

"Why haven't you told me why you travel with the Doctor?" Danny said. "You see wonders, yeah. But part of you hates it and yet you still go back. You say you can't explain why, fine, but on some level you know why you're doing this. We've all got stuff we hide, Clara. The difference between you and me is that my stuff is hidden because it is handled. I left the army and now my life is sorted out. I recognized that my commanding officer was corrupt and selfish and would not hesitate to hurt me to further his own goals. It wasn't about the army or the country, it was about him. Doesn't that sound familiar."

Clara stared at him indignantly.

"I saw that and left. And yeah, I never told you why specifically I left, what happened to push me over the edge. But I'm not letting that stop me from being here in this relationship. That's what being all in means. It isn't being one hundred percent honest, it's being present. And you're not here."

"I want to be here," Clara said, a tear rolling down her face. "I want to be present, but I can't…stop. I can't stop traveling with him. It's too much to let go of."

Danny sighed. "I don't want to fight about this anymore." He stood up and paced around, exasperated.

"Me neither," Clara said, wiping her tears and standing up. "You've said your bit and I've said mine. So, I'm gonna go, yeah? I'm gonna go home and figure this out and then go to work tomorrow and keep working on it and at some point I'll have this figured out. I'll sort it out, my stuff with the Doctor, us. I don't want to hurt anymore, and I don't want you to be hurt anymore. I love you."

"Thank you," Danny said.

Clara grabbed her coat and went to the door. "I'll see you at work then, yeah?"

Danny nodded. "Get home safe, okay?"

Clara was out the door. "Bye," she said, then closed the door.

"Bye," Danny said to the now empty room.

So thus concludes chapter 1. I was thinking of just making this a huge oneshot but I'm kind of stuck and want to get at least the first part up and get some feedback before going on to the next chapter(s).

The next chapter will include more of Clara/12 and how Clara deals with him after this conversation with Danny.

It would be hella rad if y'all could let me know in a review what you'd like to happen! Or what you liked or disliked about this chapter! Please give any feedback as long as it's what you truly think, because any feedback is good feedback. Thank you so much and have a good day/night/existence!