A/N: Story is told in Clara's POV. I do not own Doctor Who (Except in my dreams), and the cover picture was found on googleimages. Thnx for reading :D

Chapter 1
To Repay A Debt

Let me tell you a story. A real tummy turner. And it involves me, with my Doctor, and his past face. You might be wondering what I'm even talking about, so let me tell you the whole thing.

It all began on a Wednesday. Some impossible Wednesday when the Doctor decided to show up. I was trying to bake a soufflé for Artie. He had to bring a baked good to school on Thursday, so I decided to help him out. Angie of course was texting God knows who, but I will get her later for it. I was just thankful that the Doctor arrived. I needed him at that moment. I needed to get out of the house.

There was a buzzing at the front door, and since I knew who it was, I of course dropped what I was doing so I could go answer it. However, thanks to Angie being the dalek that she is, she decided to beat me too it.

When she open the door to reveal the Doctor, she never looked up from her phone. She just simply said. "Hi Clara's boyfriend." And then she walked away. She always knew how to get on my nerves.

I strode over to the Doctor with a smile on my face. "I will come with you in a bit. Just got to finish the soufflé for Artie."

I suddenly noticed the Doctors expression change. "If you continue doing that, we'll never leave. We'll be stuck here all day, and I'll have to..." He paused. "Wait." He sounded disgusted with the word.

"Please Clara, I'm not a patient person. Can't you just get Artie to finish it up?"

"That would be a big no. However, it would make more sense if he did it himself." I looked back to the Doctor with a gleaming smile. I got the most wickedest idea, that the Doctor would hate me for forever. Domestics.

"Why don't you help me make it then. It will keep you busy."

The Doctor gave me the most disgusted face. It was like he was a child that didn't want to eat his vegetables or do his homework. I was almost certain he would say "But Clara!" But he didn't.

"Fine, I do whatever it is you want me to do in order for us to get out of here sooner."

"Oh yeah, I want to leave too, but I have responsibilities Doctor."

"As do I, but I ignore them. As a Time Lord I have the most important responsibilities of time and space. Do you see me doing them? Instead I mess with them."

I couldn't help but giggle at his statement. The Doctor was always so funny, even if he didn't know he was being funny.

As soon as we reached the kitchen, the Doctor immediately took over. It was amazing to see him flying all over my kitchen grabbing the right ingredients, plus some that didn't even look like food, and just added them to the mix. He started to preheat my oven and turned to me.

"Mix that up, real quick like. And don't slow down for nothing. Pretend your wrist is being chased by a dalek that won a gold medal in track." He said as he placed a large whisk in my hand.

I started just whisking the batter at a regular pace, but the Doctor thought it was too slow. I heard him grumble to himself.

"Oh, no! You can't do it like that! Your going to leave in so many lumps. Do it like this." He said as he grabbed my wrists and started spinning for me.

My first thought was "What the hell do you think your doing? I know how to make a soufflé, chin boy!", But then I started to enjoy his company. And I have to admit I do fancy him a bit. Just his closeness was nice, but he was real close. He was right behind me! I could feel his chest pressing against my back, but I guess he never thought of that.

And I guess I got so distracted with the Doctor that I didn't notice the batter flying out of the bowl, and onto my counter. There were also a couple drops that fell onto my face, but I couldn't feel them, because I was paying close attention to how the Doctor was holding me.

"That should do it. Now put it in that bowl over there, and then we can start cooking!"

I felt the Doctor let go of my hands and pull away from my body, he was obviously getting ready to just finish the dish and get out. I wanted too as well. I just wanted to fly off with him and see another planet. The most recent place we've been was his own planet. I watched him save it with is past selves. I made him save it. I'm glad I did that. I did it for him.

Suddenly the Doctor was approaching me with a grin. He took his index finger and took some batter off my cheek, and then he placed the batter into his mouth. My mind was racing. This was a bit forward of him. I of course blushed at his actions, but he remained calm. He was the Doctor. He wouldn't understand.

"The batters nice, should be good." He said smiling at me.

I could hardly even make a noise. All that I could say was "yep". A stuttering yep. I sounded like a cyberman on repeat. There was a beep from my oven and the Doctor grabbed the desert and placed it into the oven. With a quick slam he said "Okay, let's go."

"What? Now? We have to wait for it to finish!"

With a sigh the Doctor took out his sonic and aimed it at my oven. And like that the timer went off and the soufflé was done! Just like magic! He opened the oven and grabbed the soufflé with no gloves on. He placed it onto my counter and then looked at me.

"Okay, it's done. Can we go now?"

My jaw dropped. I looked at the soufflé which was cooked to perfection. It smelled fantastic. I just wanted to bite into it, but then there was the Doctor who was offering me all of space and time. All I could do was laugh.

"You did that? With your sonic thingy?"

"Yeah, It can do that. It just can't do certain types of poultry. Desert is easy though." He said as he tossed his sonic in the air and placed it back into his coat pocket. He leaned in closer to me.

"So are we going to go?" He said as he leaned his hand out toward me.

I gave him a wide smile. I grabbed onto his hand and he pulled me so hard I thought my arm would get yanked out of it's socket! As he pulled me out of the front door I yelled to Artie that his soufflé was done. Of course there was no reply, but at least I don't have to worry about my responsibilities anymore.

Once aboard the TARDIS, the Doctor started to run around his consul and pushing buttons. Just seeing him excited sparked an intensity inside my heart. I could almost feel like I could run forever and ever with him at my side. The Doctor pulled one large lever and the TARDIS shook to let us know that we have taken off.

"So where we going this time?" I asked him with delight.

"Well, Clara Oswald. I though it over ever since you helped me freeze Galifrey. It's been running through my head over and over. I'm going to repay you." He said with a rather large smile.

"So were would that be exactly?"

"I'm going to make it a surprise, but it will be a good sort of surprise." He said at he approached me and tapped my nose.

"I do believe we should dress for the occasion though." The Doctor said as he ran back to his consul to look at his monitor. "It's going to be rather fancy. So dress decently at least."

The largest smile came across my face. The Doctor was going to take me out. Somewhere nice I was hoping. Not some abandoned theme park filled with cybermen, or a sinking war submarine in freezing water.

The next thing the Doctor does is he leans his arm out to me. He was going to escort me to the wardrobe.

"Don't want the TARDIS to mess with you. As long as I'm there you will find the wardrobe just fine." He said with flushed cheeks. This was a perfect moment for me to mess with his innocent little mind.

"You going to stay with me the whole time then, Doctor?"

His eyes grew wider and he looked like he was going to collapse. I don't know why I like to tease him. It's just always so fun to see how he would react.

"I didn't… I'm not… shut up!" The Doctor said as he pointed a rather annoyed finger at me. I just kept my smirk and stared at him in the eyes.

"We going or not Doctor?" I said as I grabbed onto his arm and started leading him out. He became surprised that I started to lead him out because he usually was the leader, but I knew where I was going.

The TARDIS started warming up to me ever since I saved the Doctor's life on Trenzalore. I doubt I would even need the Doctor's help to find the wardrobe. I think he just wanted to be next to me really. Clever boy.

The Doctor's wardrobe feels endless. You think you would find the right dress, but then there is another flight of stairs leading to more dresses! But eventually I found the right dress. It seemed simple, but formal at the same time. I thought it would be perfect for whatever occasion me and the Doctor were heading too.

It was a red dress with darker shades of red at the bottom of the dress, and sleeves. The bodice wasn't too tight, but at least it was comfortable. The dress would reach to the bottom of my feet, so if I twirled I would look like a rose in full bloom. I placed a large hair tie at the top of my head, and let some of my hair just hand loose. I chose not to wear heals because heals aren't really me. I found some cool boots though. When I was satisfied with what I was wearing I decided to find the Doctor.

I found him outside the wardrobe looking at the watch on his wrist. Was he timing me? But the first thing I noticed was that he didn't change at all. I knew it.

When he noticed me he held his breath. "You look stunning, but that dress reminds me of one of your echoes. I think it was the one from Victorian London."

I looked down at my dress than back up him. "I'll take that as a complement then. You, however, haven't changed at all! Not even the bow tie!"

"Why would I change the bow tie? Bow ties are cool! But I did in fact change. Just into cleaner clothes is all." He said with a smile. I returned his smile.

"Alright miss Oswald, want to see where I have taken us?" The Doctor said as he grabbed my arm again and started to lead me back to the consul room.

Once we reached the consul room the Doctor let go of me and ran straight for the doors. He gave me the look of excitement, but before he opened the doors he turned around to face me. He slowly walked toward me and never broke eye contact with me.

"Before we go out I want to tell you something. You are the reason I'm not cringing about destroying my people anymore. You are the reason I am not rewritten by an angry vengeful man. You are the reason I'm standing here, with you now. And I'm so thankful for that. I'm thankful for my impossible girl. My Clara."

His words were touching, and I wanted to lean in closer to the Doctor. Too just taste his words, and feel his lips. Was that so wrong of me? I looked at him and gave the best smile I could make. This smile was just for him. My Doctor.

"So I'm going to repay a debt." The Doctor said as he skipped back to the doors. "I'm going to take you dancing."