"Rose is really anxious to plan this wedding," Amy said as she and Clara sat on a bench outside a dress shop waiting for Rose.

"Weren't you?" Clara asked.

"I suppose, but the wedding is still several months away. She has plenty of time to go dress shopping."

"She's likely really excited to start looking. I mean why wait."

Rose had asked the two girls to meet her at London Bride to help her pick out a dress, and had told them that she and JD had set a date for the wedding that was still several months away because they had to wait for the venue Rose really wanted.

"Should we go in and start taking a look?" Amy asked.

"Not necessary, there's the bride to be," Clara replied as she pointed down the street.

The two girls stood and greeted Rose before going into the shop. Clara thought she might get a headache from all the white, and floral scents as soon as they stepped in, but Amy and Rose looked like they were two little girls in a candy shop. They were welcomed by an older white haired woman, who looked like a walking fashion magazine. She sat them down and asked what style of dress Rose was looking for and after Rose described it in detail, the attendant went off in search of some dresses.

"Wow, Rose, you have a very specific dress in mind," Amy stated.

"I know. It's silly really, but I saw this dress years ago when JD and I started dating in Glasgow and it's what I always imagined myself marrying him in. I know I won't find the exact dress, but I'm hoping she can come close."

"That's not silly at all," Clara told her. "You've waited a long time for this and should have what you want."

"Thanks," Rose smiled at her.

"Okay, I can't just sit here while Cruella searches," Amy stated as she stood up. "Let's look ourselves."

The three girls started looking through racks of dresses, not finding anything that was close to what Rose had described. Rose had wandered over and started looking at bridesmaid dresses and Clara followed her.

"What do you think of this?" Rose asked as she pulled a dark red, strapless, satin dress out.

"I think you maybe want to get married in a different coloured dress," Clara answered.

"Not for me, silly. For you."

"Me?"

"Yeah, I was hoping you would be my maid of honour."

Clara stared at Rose, shocked that after everything they had been through she would want her standing next to her on the biggest day of her life.

"I mean, if you don't want to, I understand," Rose said again, sounding slightly sad that Clara hadn't answered.

"No! Of course I do!" Clara exclaimed. "I'm just surprised is all."

"Don't be. I've moved past everything and JD has really helped me to understand that if what happened hadn't, I'd be marrying the wrong man."

"That's true. Leave it to JD to put that spin on it." Clara smiled at Rose.

Rose put the dress back and then hugged Clara.

"What's with the love in?" Amy asked as she came around the corner.

"I just asked Clara to be my maid of honour and I'm hoping you will be a bridesmaid?"

"Of course! Now let me in!"

The three girls had a group hug just as the older woman came back and took Rose to try on dresses. Amy and Clara sat in the changing area while they waited for Rose to try on her first gown.

"You want to grab dinner after this?" Amy asked.

"I'd love to, but I have plans."

"With James?"

"Yes."

"So how's that going?"

"Fine," Clara answered not saying much more. She hated how Amy would always grill her about her relationship and she just didn't want to share it.

"That's it, just fine?"

"Yes."

"Okay. And how's the Doctor?"

Clara sighed, not wanting to talk about him either. "He's fine."

"So all the men in your life are fine?"

"Seems so, yes."

"Did you find out the reason for the Doctor's good mood?"

"Yeah, he's seeing someone," Clara replied trying to not make it seem like no big deal.

"Really? And he told you?"

"Yes, but I also saw them together."

"So is it serious?"

"He says it isn't, but they looked pretty happy with the kiss I saw them share." Clara was doing her best to be nonchalant about the whole thing.

"And how do you feel about this?"

"What's there to feel? I've moved on, so why shouldn't he." Clara stated.

"Oh come on! I know he broke your heart, but Clara you were in love with him! It must have hurt a little to see him with another woman!" Amy exclaimed.

Clara didn't want to admit to Amy that she may have felt a bit jealous, but that was probably only natural to feel that way. Luckily, they were interrupted by Rose stepping out of the dressing room in her first gown, so Clara didn't have to answer Amy.

Rose looked like a princess in a dress that wasn't exactly like the one she described to the woman, but was still a beautiful gown. Clara couldn't help but smile at the site of Rose, her excitement clearly infectious, and Clara now felt herself getting more into the dress shopping. After Rose tried on four more dresses, she was having a difficult time deciding between two, one a champagne strapless A line gown with a flowy chiffon skirt and silky beaded bodice. The other was a similar style, but had more lace and was creamed coloured.

"Why don't Clara and I model them for you?" Amy suggested. "That way you can see them on someone side by side."

"That's not a bad idea," Rose agreed. "Clara would you mind?"

"Anything for the bride," she replied and took the champagne dress.

The woman and an assistant helped Amy and Clara get into the dresses. For Amy this was no big deal, but for Clara she was a bit surprised at seeing herself in a wedding dress. She had never really given much thought about that day, but had to admit she could see why some girls got carried away imagining and planning the biggest day of their lives. She stepped out of the change room and both Amy and Rose gave a little gasp.

"Clara you look stunning," Amy exclaimed.

"You too," she replied as she stepped next to her friend. "Well what do you think Rose?"

"Did I look as good as you do in that dress?" Rose asked pointing at Clara.

"Yes," both friends answered her at the same time.

Rose smiled. "I think that's the one. They're both really pretty dresses, but I just find myself being drawn to the one Clara's wearing."

"Well let's get her out of it and you back into it," the older woman said.

"Uh excuse me," a younger shop girl came into the back change area from the front. "But there's a man out here looking for someone named Clara."

Clara looked at her friends who were looking just as confused as she was.

"Uh, can I just go see who that is?" Clara asked the older shop woman.

"Be quick, dear. I'll just help Amy out of hers first."

Clara stepped out of the back and was surprised to see James standing at the front desk. Just as she started walking towards him he turned and Clara wasn't sure, but she thought she saw his jaw drop just before the sides of his mouth curled into a smile.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I, uh, was in the, uh area," James stuttered as he looked at Clara completely confused but in awe of how beautiful she looked. "Something you want to tell me."

Clara looked down at herself. "Oh this," she looked up at him again. "I was just helping Rose make a decision."

"Well if she looks as gorgeous as you in that dress, she should choose it," James replied finally getting his composure back.

"Thanks," Clara blushed. "And she did, which is why I need to take this off. We should be finished soon."

"No rush, just thought I'd pick you up. I'll be outside."

Clara turned and walked back to the change rooms and James watched her, as she disappeared into the back. She was absolutely beautiful in that dress and he couldn't help the thought that popped into his head. It was one that he had never had before and one he never thought he would have. He suddenly imagined her walking down an aisle towards him, looking even more amazing then she did just now. What the hell had this woman done to him. He shook his head and walked outside to wait for Clara to finish.

"Who was out there?" Amy asked, now changed back into her own clothes.

"James."

"What? Is he still here?" Amy questioned.

"He's waiting outside," Clara answered as she opened the door to one of the changing stalls and stepped in.

It was odd that James would show up here, Clara thought. He had called her late this afternoon to see if she wanted to get together tonight and she had told him she was going to be dress shopping after work, but she would stop by after. She hadn't really thought anything of it when he asked where they were shopping because the last thing, she thought was that he would actually come to pick her up. Especially because his office wasn't anywhere near here.

It was another twenty minutes before the girls finished in the shop and stepped outside. Clara was surprised again to see that James was leaning on his car parked outside the store and not inside it. He was staring down at his phone and didn't notice the three women walk out, but then glanced up when Clara approached him.

"Hey," James said as he leaned into her and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Hey, sorry that took a bit longer," Clara said as she glanced back towards her friends who were staring at James as if they had seen a ghost. "Uhm, James this is Amy and Rose."

"Hi," he said as he gave a slight wave to the girls. "I hear congratulations are in order, Rose."

"Ah, yes," Rose responded, clearly in disbelief as to how much he looked like the Doctor. "Thank you."

James looked at Clara and quirked an eyebrow at her, and Clara knew he was wondering what was wrong with her friends.

"Sorry, it's just that Rose was engaged to John. I think they are both in shock as to just how identical the two of you are."

"Ah, that explains it."

"I'm so sorry," Rose said. "I'm just amazed at how much you look like him."

"Well our looks are about the only thing that we have in common."

"Right, so anyway," Clara replied as she stepped towards Rose and Amy to say goodbye. "I'll call you later in the week to talk about dress shopping for Amy and I."

She hugged Rose and then moved over to Amy. "Give Charlotte a hug and kiss from me and tell Rory I say hello."

"I will," she hugged Clara and then looked at James. "It was nice to meet you, finally."

"You too. Clara talks a lot about you girls so it's nice to put faces with the names now."

James opened the back-seat door for Clara, who said a final goodbye before the two of them got in.

"We're kind of close to your place. Do you want to pick something up and then go back there?" James asked.

"Sure," Clara answered, giving him an odd look.

"What?" He asked.

"Nothing," she replied. "It's just you're a hard guy to figure out."

"Is that so."

"Yes, for someone who is not interested in being a boyfriend you really are acting like one."

"And would that be horrible if I were?"

"Were what?"

"Your boyfriend?"

Clara stared at him hardly believing what she was hearing from him. Was he really asking her for a more serious relationship? This wasn't what they were supposed to have and she wasn't entirely sure she knew how she felt about it. She enjoyed her time with him, but did she want to be in a committed relationship and did she want that with James. Sure they had fun together, but she didn't know if she wanted more than what they already had. Granted though, what would really change if they did take it to the next level? They did spend a lot of time together and as of late, not always having sex. She knew there was some stuff that James was holding back on with her, mostly when it came to his control with sex and that was definitely something that would need to be talked about. This was a far bigger discussion than she really wanted to have tonight, and now she had no idea how to answer him.