A/N: Salutations! Lol :) This is going to be a collection of one-shots based around an OC from my Lunar Cycle story, J, AKA the Captain, the son of the Doctor and my OC Time Lady Evy Daniels, and his Link, the newly realized Time Lady, Clara Oswald ^-^ This will feature J/Clara (Jara) adventures and moments and challenges they face in helping Clara understand and come to terms with her Time Lady heritage and memories while also exploring the growing relationship between them as romantic-Links :) I would recommend reading The Lunar Cycle to understand what Linking is and how Clara Oswald is a Time Lady.

~8~ is a scene break

'italics' is telepathic communication between Time Lords

I imagine J/the Captain to look something like James McAvoy and be on his first incarnation :)

As I will be starting a 4th spin-off (for the Heart of Time Saga) in about a month and a half, this story will be updated once a month. If anyone has suggestions or ideas for adventures or moments they'd like to see played out between J and Clara just drop a review and I'll consider them for chapters :)

Disclaimer...I do not own Doctor Who...depsite wishing I did.

Enjoy!

~8~

The Beginning

"Where are we?" Clara asked, smiling widely even as she was led, blindfolded, somewhere by J. Well, she would be smiling, wouldn't she? He was right behind her but a bit to the side, one arm wrapped around her waist, another holding her right hand, she could feel the warmth of his body against hers, and…she could feel it inside her, how he was grinning as well.

And it was a surprise!

They'd just come from a rather complicated event involving the Doctor and his last incarnation, not a good thing to have their timelines cross like that, but the men seemed to know what they were doing…

And Evy was there, bless her.

Evy'd actually taught her quite a lot about timelines and crossing them, what was allowed, what wasn't, what was a stretch and what could NOT happen under any circumstances…like letting the Doctor have too much sugar. J had been no help at all, he'd been as excited as his fathers (oh that was weird to say) to get into the adventure. But there had been moments where she really saw Evy's caution in him. And…there were other moments where he was just…amazing to her. She'd met Rose as well, the Doctor's first companion after the war according to J, but, thinking on it, J hadn't seemed very fond of the woman.

It had really just been one big old complicated mess of things that had, luckily, resolved itself in the end. But it had been a rather trying and emotional journey and J seemed determined to take her mind off of it. He'd been a bit…down earlier, very quiet and solemn at the start of it all, wouldn't even tell his parents what was wrong, he'd told her though, not that he had to, she had a direct link to his mind but she was still getting used to that, that second set of thoughts and that lingering tingle that was his mind. He'd told her the moment she'd sat him down to ask what was wrong.

And it was simple too.

And rather sweet.

He'd been upset because he'd promised to take her on a date after they'd left River's graduation, Lake District, and things had just escalated the moment they'd gotten back to the TARDIS, his parent's TARDIS, and they'd been flown off to deal with everything. The date hadn't happened and he'd felt so terribly that he'd promised her a date and broken it. She'd laughed and given him a tight hug for it, reminding him he'd promised her a date, but he hadn't said when, that he could still keep his promise when the adventure was over and he had.

He'd told her to get dressed in something casual but nice and run off to get things ready. They'd still been in the Doctor and Evy's TARDIS at the time and the Time Lords had dropped them off, J being very specific that HE should set the course, really wanting it to go correctly, which had made the Doctor pout till Evy kissed him. As soon as she'd entered the console room he'd run to her side, tied a cloth over her eyes and asked her to trust him. How could she refuse that? So she'd taken his hand, laughed as he called goodbye to his parents, jokingly telling them not to wait up, before he led her out.

It was chilled out the doors of the TARDIS and there was the smell of rain in the air, oh she loved rain, there was just something about getting caught in it, like it washed your troubles away. And she'd always been one for making a bit of a mess as a child, loved hopping in puddles and things. Luckily though, she'd dressed in a simple red, turtle-necked jumper and black trousers. She'd only caught a glimpse of J though, he was wearing a blue button down shirt that brought out his eyes even more, and jeans, his hair as sticky-uppy as ever. It was odd though, she knew it was chilly and that, even with her long sleeves and J being so near, she ought to feel colder.

"Time Lord physiology," J murmured in her ear, making her gasp at the unexpected drop in volume and shiver at the sensation, just knowing he was grinning even wider for it, "We can endure a bit better than humans in extremes. Tundras, deserts, things like that."

She nodded, that sounded vaguely familiar to her. And she had noticed the Doctor and Evy never seemed as affected by heat or cold.

"Please tell me where we're going," she turned her head as though to look up at him.

He laughed and tapped her nose, "It's a surprise Clar," he reminded her, "Hold on," he gently tugged her to a stop, shifting beside her as she heard a bell ding as a door was opened, "After you," he led her inside.

"Can I take this off now?" she asked, nearly buzzing with excitement, she could hear people talking and smell the most delicious food, but she wanted to see it too.

"You can…" he began, reaching out to take her hands before she could touch the cloth though, "For a price."

"And what'll that be?" she asked and he just knew she was lifting an eyebrow at him, "Travelling with you lot, I've stopped carrying money."

J just lifted her hand to his mouth and kissed it, "I'm sure I can think of something."

Clara smiled at that, starting to blush, knowing that everyone else must have seen him, seen them being sweet, but she didn't mind, "Hmmm…" she hummed, as though thinking of what she could offer, "I could…bake you a soufflé…"

"Mmm," he grinned, "Love soufflés."

"Or do you just love soufflé girl?" Clara joked.

"Both," he said instantly, before starting to sputter, "I mean, I…I like soufflés and soufflé girl. It's not like I don't love them, but I just…"

Clara's laughter cut him off, "We're past that Cap'n," she reminded him.

They'd talked on the TARDIS about their already existing and growing feelings for each other. They'd both had crushes on the other, felt drawn to each other, before they'd even realized they were Links. But J seemed completely certain that he'd scare her away if he kept bringing up how he already felt about her.

She understood though, why he was so sure he loved her already, even though they'd only Linked a short while ago. He'd known her his entire life, she wasn't a stranger to him at all. And, when she'd first met him, (as far as she knew, she was still working out her own memories and J's), he'd been in Luna University. They'd run into each other at times, but that was years and years, decades, possibly even centuries apart. He'd known her for over 350 years, he'd had interactions with her as his older self for nearly a century (or so it seemed, she still wasn't quite sure where she popped up between the University and now, not counting the times she'd already met him). He'd had much more time to think on her and learn about her and feel for her, where as she had only known LJ about a couple months and known him even less since she'd only met his older self about 3 times before they'd Linked.

In his mind, his feelings were understandable, he'd had more time to think about her and for the feelings to grow, and, being a natural-born Time Lord, he was more aware how the Link worked. But what she knew that he didn't seem to understand was that, time was one thing, emotion was another and that logic had absolutely no place in love. Yes, he'd known her longer, technically…not counting the different hers running around that might have bumped into him or known him longer…but…you could love someone longer than another but that doesn't mean the other person doesn't love someone more.

She was fairly sure that she loved him as well. He'd had time to think on her, she'd had nothing but him in the back of her mind since she'd met him. She'd been dreaming of him, in a way, since she'd been born, waiting for him for 26 years. Having met him, she hadn't stopped thinking about him, dreaming about him, wondering about him. Time meant nothing when it came to how you felt. To others, it might seem sudden, but she couldn't help but feel like it was just so right to love J. She'd had a crush on him for ages, dreamt of him longer than that, and now…to be Linked to him, to see in his mind and feel what was in his hearts it just pulled her in more and more and more. If she wasn't already in love with him, she was very very very close.

There was no way, in her mind, nothing at all that he could ever do, that would drive her away from him.

Especially not him saying he loved her.

She always got a thrill through her when he did that. When little words like that slipped out. He was such a remarkable man, so wonderful and amazing and…to know he loved HER? Well that was the most amazing feeling in the world, to look at him and see him gaze at her with love and fondness and devotion in his eyes. It always took her breath away to see that look, how utterly…hers…he was. She was sure he could see the same in her eyes though.

"Oh yes," he whispered, leaning in, his nose brushing against hers, making her breath hitch at the small Eskimo kiss he'd bestowed on her.

"I could give you a smack," she joked, completely joking.

She'd seen Evy whack the Doctor upside the head, and…that was fine for them. The Doctor as a bit daft and sometimes he did need some sense literally knocked into him, but J…he was every bit Evy's son as he was the Doctor's. Yes he got a bit too excited at times, but he always seemed to have Evy's sense of rationality to him. And she couldn't ever see herself hitting him, well, playfully on the chest or arm was one thing, but not really smacking him. Why the Doctor seemed to enjoy the smacks so much she didn't know and wasn't sure she wanted to.

"I was thinking something a bit more…intimate," he whispered to her, loving the blush that was now permanently flushed on her face.

He'd never been able to do that before. Really and truly flirt with someone and actually mean it. To not have to make it platonic or joking but to really…show his affection in his words. It was amazing. And that blush, seeing Clara blush like that, knowing HE was the one who made her blush and that he was likely going to be the only one to do so…sent his hearts racing.

"What sort of girl do you think I am Cap'n?" she nudged him, laughing.

"My sort of girl," he told her gently, reaching out to touch her cheek, stroking it with the back of his fingers, "My Impossible Girl."

Clara smiled softly at that, before reaching up to take his hand, just holding it, not pulling it away, "Well then, I don't see why I shouldn't give my Captain a treasure then."

He beamed as she pushed herself on her toes and…gave him a kiss on the cheek.

She laughed when she set herself back down, just knowing that he was pouting at the moment, "That's what you get for apologizing for saying you love my soufflés," she whacked him lightly on the stomach.

"Yeah, yeah," he nodded, rubbing the back of his neck, "Deserved that one."

"Can I please take this off now?" she gestured at the blindfold.

He laughed, "Hold on one moment," he reached out and took her shoulders, gently turning her around and reaching up to pull the cloth off himself, "Ta da!"

Clara blinked a bit, before looking around, it wasn't Lake District. But…it was very familiar. She looked up at one of the signs and stared, it was a quaint little Italian restaurant that her parents used to take her to all the time when she'd been a little girl. She always came there every few months even now. Her father had stopped taking her there when her mother had died, understandably so because it was also the place that they'd had their…

First…date…

"Did you…" she began, her breath leaving her as she saw it, saw them.

There, in the back corner, was her mother and father, much younger versions of them, sitting down to a dinner.

"Oh my stars," she breathed, staring at them with wide eyes, completely stunned. She recognized this now, their clothes, this place, the weather outside…this was their first date.

"I um…" J began, tugging on the end of his ear as Clara turned her gape at him, "Mum was thinking, before you woke up, that…well, there are a lot of similarities between you and mum and me and dad and the way we found each other. And that's great, you know, because mum and dad are…" he shook his head, "Happy, really, really happy, and they'll be happy for ages after, ages and ages, and…" he took her hands, "I want that. I want that with you Clarana," he said softly, making her heart pound at hearing her Gallifreyan name, "I think it's brilliant that we're so similar to mum and dad but…" he glanced at her parents, "But it shouldn't be just about me and my parents, not ever," he looked at her, "It's about YOU. It's about you and me, more a about you really because I'd do anything for you Clar and I just want you to be happy so I thought I could bring you here and that maybe, instead of me and mum and dad, it could be you and your mum and your dad and that it would be nice, be a nice way to honor them, by having our first official date the same place, maybe even the same night, that they had theirs and I'm sorry if it upset you to see them, I just, I know the first page in your book was the leaf that brought them together," he grimaced a bit, "Can't really take you there since mum and dad and younger me were there, but I though this could make up for it a bit and I'm really so sorry if I…"

He was cut off by Clara suddenly jumping at him, hugging him tightly.

"Oh," he nodded, wrapping his arms around her just as tight, starting to smile, "Right. I like this."

Clara laughed and pulled away, her hand on his cheek as she looked at him with tears in her eyes, "What did I ever do to deserve you?" she asked, smiling widely so he would know she wasn't upset.

He shrugged, "I think I should be asking that question," she started to shake her head at that but he gave her a sad smile, "I've done things Clar," he whispered to her, "Things I'm not proud of, things that I know had to be done. I've hurt people in the past and…I am my father's son," he warned her, "There's…a darkness…in us both, the war it DID change us, the Time Lords, right to the core, made us just that little bit less kind. You," he started to smile again, "You are so lucky that you were born human here, to those great people," he looked at her parents again, "I don't think you have that darkness Clar. So really, the question is, what in the Universe did I finally do right to deserve you?"

Clara looked at him softly, understanding, "Let's just say we deserve each other Cap'n."

He laughed, "I like that."

"Well I love it," she winked, sniffling as she wiped her eyes, "Now, come on," she took his hand, "I'm starving and you promised me a date!"

He laughed heartily at that as she pulled him into the restaurant, right to a little table that gave them a view of her parents, ready to start their date.

~8~

Clara had never laughed so hard in her life or enjoyed herself more on a date than this one. There were a few she'd been on, her friends setting her up, but…it had always been awkward and full of silence and the most random conversations…and that was exactly what this was too.

J was adorable in how awkward he was trying to act normal around humans. It seemed that he was a bit too much like the Doctor in that regard. Evy had mentioned once or twice that she had lived among humans for quite a few years, blended in perfectly, so well that the Doctor hadn't even realized she wasn't one. But it seemed, being around the Doctor and in the TARDIS for so long had let it slip her mind to instill those skills in LJ. It was also a bit odd since River was his best friend and she was technically half human. But she supposed it was the 'also being half Time Lord' that did it too. He was so cute in how he commented and started talking to people at other tables, just gobbing on and on, and complimenting her in the middle of such random things.

He'd literally gotten up and stepped over to a lovely old couple and said, "Hello, I'm the Captain, might I borrow your ketchup? I'd like to put some on my sandwich and it matches my Clara's jumper perfectly, though red looks better on her than me, well everything looks better on her than me, especially skirts, dresses too I'd imagine, haven't really worn a dress, but that's a thought. Thanks for the ketchup!" and taken the ketchup, sauntering back over to her and putting it on his sandwich as she shot the couple an apologetic look and tried to determine whether she should laugh or blush at that.

It had been full of silence too, as ironic as that was given whose child J was. But as soon as the food had come out he'd quieted down and eaten it and, for the first time on any date she'd ever had, it wasn't an empty silence. They smiled at each other and he made faces and, though they had both quite forgotten they could read each other's minds, they seemed to have a conversation all their own just with looks and subtle touches. And that meant the world to her to know that she had that sort of connection with someone else. It gave her time to just appreciate the moment and the memory she was creating with him.

Their conversations had been random as well, J did love a ramble. He could go from talking about goldfish to TARDISes to cookies to hats in one breath. Which amused her to no end, especially because she could see his thought process, exactly how he got from one to the other and it gave her a deeper understanding of his mind and how it worked. She found it remarkable the connections he made and she'd found herself jumping into the conversations with ease and it was wonderful to know that they could talk about literally anything at all and have an amazing time of it.

Right now though, she was laughing harder than ever…because J had ordered them dessert, chocolate cakes (because he touchingly refused to eat anyone but her soufflés) with vanilla ice cream scooped on top of it, the two of them enjoying it after he'd paid with a card his 'Uncle Jack' had insisted he keep for whenever he found himself on Earth and needing money. And, in manner befitting his younger self, he'd gotten it smeared all around his face and was just grinning at her. She laughed and handed him a napkin to wipe himself off with, it was cute when he was a baby, but she was not wiping his face off as a grown man. J was different than the Doctor in that regard, the Doctor acted so much like a child at times that it was understandable that Evy would 'take care of him' more. But J was more like an excitable adult. He could and had taken care of himself, but she would be right there to offer him what he needed to do it.

He sighed, "Didn't think that would work either," he remarked, wiping his face off, "Good?" he gestured at himself.

Clara shook her head, still chuckling, before she reached out and wiped the corner of his mouth where a little bit of ice cream still was with her finger. She smirked mischievously and ate the ice cream from her finger, trying her hardest not to giggle at the sight of him staring at her like a fish, his eyes wide, mouth open, it was adorable!

She…she had to admit, she loved the fact that she had such an effect on him. She'd found herself watching him when they were together, his expressions, his mannerisms, and she'd noticed one thing in particular. He always seemed so much more affected when it involved her. When she smiled he beamed, when she giggled he laughed, when she was sad he looked like the TARDIS had just died, when she was scared he went all 'tall dark hero' on her which made her shiver in delight. She'd never had someone so focused on her before, like…her happiness meant everything to him. Like he wanted her to feel safe and loved and cherished…which she did.

She really, really did, when he was around her.

She knew, with J around, that nothing bad would ever happen to her, because he'd protect her, and she could protect him as well. She was born to save the Time Lords after all.

It made her feel…special as well, to know he was so aware of her, to know she could sway him with just a look, calm him with just a touch. It made her feel…powerful. J was amazing, incredible and dangerous and brilliant, like his father was. He was like a ball of raw energy, powerful and burning and uncontrollable…but SHE could control it. It was…empowering to know that she could temper the hurricane that was the Captain. And to see him react so around her, made her feel…just so…special.

"Best date ever," she smiled at him, reaching out to take his hand, squeezing it.

He grinned and kissed her palm, "Till the next one," he winked at her.

"I'll hold you to it," she smirked.

"Then I shall have to rise to the challenge."

"Oh no," she laughed, "I can only imagine what could top this," she squeezed his hand again growing serious, "Really Cap'n, thank you," she glanced over at where her parents were, as she had been watching them periodically, and started laughing, "It's fate," she murmured.

J gave her a curious look and turned to look over his shoulder at the new couple, and started laughing as he saw Clara's mother wipe a bit of pasta sauce off the corner of her father's mouth and do just as Clara had done, her father having the exact same reaction as he had, "Brilliant," he smiled, turning back to her, "Doubly good sign for us eh?"

"We don't need a sign," Clara shook her head, though she couldn't stop smiling, loving how this entire date had gone, best night of her life, well, aside from Linking to J.

"Nah, we don't," he agreed, squeezing her hand once more time, "Come on," he nodded, getting up and moving to help her up.

"Oh ho ho," Clara laughed at that, "Being a proper gentleman, what would your father say?"

"I won't tell if you won't," he winked at her, draping his arm around her shoulders before they turned to leave, only to bump right into Clara's mother.

"Oh my stars!" the future Mrs. Oswald gasped, "Sorry, I'm sorry," she smiled apologetically, "I just…I couldn't help but notice you," she began to Clara, "And I just wanted to ask…have we met?" she wondered, "You look really familiar…"

Clara blinked, a bit stunned, and glanced at J who could only shrug, not sure what to say to that, "Um…" she turned back to her mother, "I don't think so no, I'm Clara," she reached out a hand to shake her mother's.

"That's a lovely name, Clara," her mother smiled, thoughtful, before shaking her head and reaching out to return the greeting, "Ellie. Sorry but are you sure we haven't met?"

"She's just got one of those gorgeous faces," J winked at Clara, making her blush and lightly whack his chest.

Ellie laughed, "He's a keeper," she whispered at Clara.

"Oh I know," Clara beamed up at him, making him grin widely.

"Well, I won't keep you," Ellie gave them a little wave and headed back to her table with her future husband.

"That was…weird…" Clara whispered to him as they headed out of the restaurant, pausing under the entrance to the restaurant where it stuck out a bit more as it was raining beyond it.

"Actually happens around me a lot," he shrugged, glancing at her when he saw her look at him confused, "Riv's met her parents a few times before they found out who she was," he laughed, "Now that I think about it…she ended up naming herself too."

"What do you mean named herself?"

"She grew up as her mother's best friend Mels, and Aunt Amy decided she'd name her daughter after her, Melody," he explained, "Your mum," he nodded back to the restaurant, "She thinks Clara is a lovely name," he smiled, "I agree completely," he nudged her.

Clara blinked, "I suppose that means I was always meant to be Clara then."

"I can't imagine you being anything else," he winked, before looking out at the rain, "Now…how do we get to the TARDIS."

"Are Evy and the Doctor coming to pick us up?" Clara frowned, he'd basically told them to head out when they'd left.

"Nah," he grinned, "I've got transport of my own," he pulled out what looked like a car key from his pocket and pressed it. Clara squinted, seeing a flash of light just on the other side of the street and hearing a beep as…a red telephone booth appeared across the street.

"You're kidding me aren't you?" she started laughing, her mind immediately going to 'snog box' as she looked at the booth.

"What?" he winked at her, "I've always had a thing for red," he glanced at her jumper, "Always."

"Another sign," she joked, she tended to wear red a lot, she didn't know why, it just…looked good on her, "But is it always like that? I mean, is the Chameleon Circuit broken as well?"

"No," he smiled, "I'm not quite as bad a pilot as dad, haven't managed to break anything just yet. Though…I might just…"

"Why would you do that?" she shook her head at him.

"That way I can teach you how to fix her," he nudged her.

"And then she'll kill you like your dad's TARDIS wants to kill him half the time," she reminded him.

He winced, "Right…" he nodded, "Best wait till something breaks naturally and through no fault of mine."

Clara gave him a look for a moment before snorting at the impossibility of something breaking and him NOT being responsible for it, "Come on then," she took his hand, about to run off when he tugged her back.

"Hold on, hold on," he started to pat his pockets, "I've got an umbrella here somewhere…"

"Forget the umbrella," Clara laughed, taking his other hand and trying to pull him on.

"But we'll get wet."

"Where's your sense of adventure Cap'n?" she challenged.

"I'll show you sense of adventure," he laughed, running off with her, right out into the rain, pausing at the side of the road to make sure there were no cars before dashing to the glass doors of his TARDIS that made whoever stepped inside invisible to those looking at it…

Only for him to pull her back before they could reach it, his arms wrapping around her waist before he picked her up, her back to his front, and spun her around, making her laugh. She turned in his arms as he set her down, the two of them just laughing and grinning widely, before he pulled her in closer, just staring down softly at her. She tilted her head, looking at him just as gently, before resting her head to his chest, him resting his chin on her head as they began to sway, just…dancing in the rain in time with their heartsbeats.

Oh yes, the most perfect first date ever.

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of Impossibly Yours, Captain :) This was among the sweeter chapters that will come :) I plan for us to see Clara dealing with her various memories, coping with remembering being a Time Lord, Artie and Angie meeting Clara's 'boyfriend,' and a few adventures along the way ;)

This story will be updated on the 30th of each month (unless I get really inspired and post another chapter at a random point in the month, but definitely on the 30th too). That will last until September when I'll be reworking the spin-off schedules to include a Heart of Time Saga one of the TARDIS's POV. So...really, August 30th will be the next definite one and then I might move this story to the 21st/22nd of each month :)

And, since I really don't know what chapters will come next (unlike with TAOSAT or Recollections), I think I'll leave it as a surprise what sort of chapters we'll be getting next :)