Hey Guys! Sorry for the infrequent updates but I've been having exams (Law is killing me ;-;). But anyway! I only think I'm gonna do two more chapters including this one. I will probably write other oneshots with other ships but if you want me to continue with this or have any ideas then please leave a review or message me! A massive shout out to Mrtyty2001 on Wattpad who is an amazing best friend and writer! Be sure to follow my tumblr ConsultingNerd! And now to the story!

"John Smith. Do you take Clara Oswald, to be your wife. To have and to hold, from this day forward; for better or for worse; for richer, for poorer; in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; till death do you part?"
"I do"
"Clara Oswald. Do you take John Smith, to be your Husband. To have and to hold, from this day forward; for better or for worse; for richer, for poorer; in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; till death do you part?"
"I do."

"Doctor! Quit hogging all the covers!" Clara winged, elongating the 's'.

"You're only little. You don't need as much" The Doctor said groggily in almost a whisper. He could feel her icy stare penetrating the back of his head as a similarly delicate, icy hand pressed against his back. He arched his spine away from the assault on his skin, in the process falling off the bed, landing with a thud.

"Clara! That hurt!" The only response he achieved was a sleepy giggle and witnessing the now vacant side of the duvet being wrapped around her small frame. Just as she was about to succumb to the lull of sleep; Clara felt her body, with duvet, being lifted from the bed and onto the floor where the Doctor once was. The Doctor took the duvet and curled up into a comfortable position; holding one half of the covers up as an entrance for his Fiance; to which she accepted and joined him, resting her head onto his chest.

"Was putting me on the floor really necessary?"Clara joked quietly.

The Doctor hummed a response but then finally answered "No, not really." And kissed her forehead with a smile as they fell asleep in each others arms.

XxX

"Kate! Just the person I wanted to see! How's the wedding plans going?" The Doctor was as chirpy as ever but there was a hint of urgency to his question.

"Good morning to you too Doctor. Yes, I'm good thank you for asking." Kate gave a sarcastic reply.

"But I didn't ask you...? Anyway! How much progress has there been?" Ignoring the middle aged woman's tone.

"Urgh. Well, the Church is booked, as is the local pub for the reception. Invites have been sent but no honeymoon plans, I was guessing you could sort that, having the TARDIS and all. The theme is blue as you asked. Would you like to see your suit and the dress?" Kate took a deep breath after spewing all of the information and lead him to one of the offices that she was using as 'Wedding HQ'. The Doctor let out an audible gasp as he looked at the dress. It was a pure white sleek fabric maxi dress that clung to the maniquin like a glove. There were jewels around the low neckline and long sleeves which had the appeal of a cloud. It was simple, humble, yet beautiful and elegant; much like Clara. His suit stood proudly next to it. It was a grey three piece suit with a powerful blue waistcoat underneath and a matching bow tie draped around the manaquin's shoulders like a medal. Looking at the two next to each other filled the Doctor with excitement as Kate mumbled to herself. A tale as old as time itself.

XxX

Clara was back at their apartment attempting to make a souffle and once again. It was one of the things her Mother intended to teach her when she was young but never got the chance. The two were always close and she wished that she were alive to meet the Doctor, to be at the wedding, to watch her Grandchildren run around the garden and grow up. All her life, Clara grew up knowing the romantic gestures of her parents and the story of the 'most important leaf in the universe'. All she desired was a relationship like theirs, an unbreakable bond between two people so strong, even death couldn't separate them. Her Father was always there to support her and be her rock but she remembered what he was like with her Mother, his Wife; nothing was ever dull or melancholy when they were together. That is why she kept trying with the souffles really. The two connected memories of her mother and her never being able to find the one.

She took the tin out of the oven and for once she saw a recognizable souffle shape.

"No way! It actually worked!"Clara screamed in excitement and did a small victory dance around the kitchen.

"I am so calling him and rubbing this in his face!" Wiping her hands on her apron, she grabbed her phone and called the Doctor; as usual he picked up on the second ring, not wishing her to wait.

"Heya Hun! What's up?"

"Guess what?"

"Ummmm I don't know?"

"Hint: It's food related"

"We have fish fingers and custard for dinner?!"

"What? No! I made my first proper souffle!"

"Ayyyy! Finally! Took you long enough!" The Doctor joked down the line but knew he'd pay for it tonight.

"Shut up you!"

"Heh heh, well we can have it tonight because I have a surprise! I'll tell you when I get home but there's a lot of stuff here to do. They even gave me a desk!"

Clara giggled at the sheer enthusiasm of her boyfriend. "Okay. okay! I'll see you later then. I love you."

"I love you too miss Oswald." They both made cheesy kissing noises and hung up.

The Doctor turned to Kate and told her the plans for the next weekend in Cornwall. The game was on.

XxX

The Doctor strode through the door a few hours later but made a B line to the bedroom before Clara could say a word. Confused but too tired to say anything Clara went back to the kitchen to make the fajitas with the kit the couple bought on the Monday of the week. Twenty minutes later he rushed out to the love of his lives and picked her up.

"Why are you so happy Mister?" Clara giggled into his shoulder.

"That's Doctor to you and why wouldn't I be happy to be home with you?!" The doctor explained whilst setting her on top of the marble counter.

"Well you did run into the bedroom without even saying hello" An almost hurt expression covered Clara's face.

"I do have a reason for my madness smol" Smol was the nickname he'd given her when he worked out that if he called her small flat out he'd get a slap. "I'll explain over dinner." The two had the usual dinnertime conversation of how each other's day was, the Doctor spoke about the research that U.N.I.T were doing about the Zygons (a lie to cover his plan) and Clara, having the day off teaching due to there being a rat problem, spoke about finally mastering the souffle that they would have for desert.

"So" the Doctor started. "I know we have a long weekend so why don't we go away for a few days, to Cornwall, I know you're off for half term but I won't be here so lets make the most of it!"

"Somehow I feel as though I don't have a choice" she said with a smile.

"You're right, we're leaving tonight"

"What about packing?!"

"Sorted, what else do you think I rushed to the bedroom to do?" Clara didn't say a word as she was ushered out the door with the Doctor in tow, carrying their luggage. The Doctor unlocked their Landrover and threw the bags into the boot.

"Aren't we gonna take the TARDIS?"

"Nah, I wanna enjoy the view, its more about the journey than the destination. Plus, if I'm gonna be human, well half human, gotta go the long way round, eh?" With that, Clara just smiled and jumped into the passenger seat and the Doctor wrapped an arm around her and together, they set off.

XxX

They reached the cottage at 22:00 and didn't even bother to unpack. The journey was around four hours and they switched driving duty half way so that both could sleep for a bit. "Come here you" The Doctor beckoned to his Clara in the king size bed whilst they said their goodnights and fell asleep.

XxX

Clara awoke to a blaring alarm that she couldn't remember setting and nudged an empty space where the Doctor once was. "Huh?" Scanning the room, Clara eyed a beautiful white gown with a note attached - Clara, Sorry, just couldn't wait ;) see you at one! - Your Doctor

"No way..." Clara ran into the living room to see her childhood best friend. "Jamie! What are you doing here?!". The taller ebony woman ran up to her and hugged her tightly. "Well someone's gotta be your maid of honor! Your boyfriend called me a couple weeks back and organised a whole wedding. Thinking about it now, how did he get my number?"

"Oh my God! Wait! It's today?! How am I meant to get ready?!"

"That what I'm here for girl!"

The two flustered for a few hours with hair and makeup whilst catching up on gossip on either side until it was time for the dress. It fit every curve and edge of the beautiful woman as they just stared at each other.

"Wow..."

"I know girl, he really does love you to do all this; and that dress? Damn, I'd turn for you."

"Oh shut it! I thought you were with Rick!"

"Just saying it as I see it Hun" They both laughed for a while whilst they made sure each other were immaculate until there was a honk outside of the cottage. Waddling out of the door, the two women stood in shock at David standing in front of a Black 1967 Chevvy Impala awaiting them.

"Come on darlin'. Don't wanna be late for your doctor's appointment."

XxX

Clara's stomach was in butterflies as she clenched the bouquet of flowers in both hands, one arm linked with her Father's and Jamie behind with her own arrangement of blue flowers. 'End of All Things' started to play and any worries she had flew away.

Whether near or far
I am always yours
Any change in time
We are young again

They started to walk down the isle, all of her friends and family dotted around the Church and some others she didn't know but assumed were friends of the Doctors; but none of that mattered when she caught the glance of the Doctor, her Doctor. They simply smiled at each other as she admired how good he looked in a suit. He was always dressed formally but this time she couldn't take her eyes off him.

Lay us down
We're in love

He just stared at her, mouth wide open. He knew that Jack was next to him staring at his Clara, he didn't blame him. She was stunning. Her hazel hair was curled into waves and she wore little makeup, but enough to excentuate her features. Her smile. It was the highlight of the room. Beautiful. Just like the rest of her.

In these coming years
Many things will change
But the way I feel
Will remain the same

When she reached the altar her Father kissed her cheek and nodded to the Doctor. Jamie took the bouquet and sat down to the side so the ceremony could begin.

XxX

"John Smith. Do you take Clara Oswald, to be your wife. To have and to hold, from this day forward; for better or for worse; for richer, for poorer; in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; till death do you part?"
"I do"
"Clara Oswald. Do you take John Smith, to be your Husband. To have and to hold, from this day forward; for better or for worse; for richer, for poorer; in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; till death do you part?"
"I do."

"You may now kiss the bride."
The two looked at each other in awe and met with a kiss. Slow at first, hesitant one one full of love and promise. As they separated a cheer spread the room until the Vicar spoke once more.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I now present to you; Mr and Mrs Smith".

A/N: Thank you guys so much for reading! I know this is a bit longer than my usual chapters but I haven't written in so long I couldn't help myself! Like I said at the beginning I don't know if I'm gonna continue this so please leave a comment on if I should or not!