Hey y'all. So I've been rewatching Series 8 and I liked this one shot a lot so I decided to add another chapter. I really like the idea of domestic Clara and Danny dealing with stuff like wedding planning and just being a couple outside of Clara's commitments to the Doctor, so this will explore a lot of that. I hope you enjoy!

Clara sat at their kitchen table and loudly dropped a stack of paper and brochures on the table.

Danny looked up. "Good morning to you, too, love," he said with a grin.

Clara groaned. "No one warned me that planning a wedding was so time consuming!"

"And paper consuming," Danny added, eyeing the stack. "You know that it's the twenty-first century, yeah? I'm sure you could find everything online rather than lugging around a meter-tall stack of paper."

"My Gran, dad, and step-mum are in London for the weekend and Linda was kind enough to drop all this off."

"They're in town?" Danny asked. "Why don't they come round for tea?"

Clara shot him a look.

"Or not…"

"They have a busy weekend," Clara explained. "Scheduled down to the minute. They don't come down here that often except for the holidays, when all the tourist-y places are crowded, so they're going to do the tourist thing now."

"That sounds kind of fun," Danny said.

"Yeah," Clara agreed. "So while they take bus tours and gawk at landmarks, I get to plow through this stack here."

"You know," Danny started. "We don't need to have a huge wedding. I don't have any family to invite so my side would really just be some friends."

"And my family is just my dad, Linda, and Gran," Clara said. "You're right, even with our friend that isn't a lot of guests."

"There's no need to get very stressed about planning the wedding," Danny said. "I'd marry you tomorrow in the back garden if I could."

"Oh?" Clara asked with a smirk. "And what would you wear to this back garden wedding?"

"I always dreamed I'd be married in my army uniform," Danny said.

"Okay," Clara said. She reached out for Danny's hand. "And what would I be wearing?"

"Well, if we're still going by my dream," Danny said, to which Clara nodded. He grinned. "You know that red thing you brought on that holiday to Paris?"

Clara gasped playfully and swatted at his arm. "Danny!" she said. "I can not wear that in front of my family!"

"Which is why we should have a small wedding!" Danny said, laughing. "Just you, me, a minister, and a witness is all we need, yeah?"

"That's still two too many people to see me in that red thing," Clara said.

"Alright, alright," Danny said. "But I was serious about the other bit."

"What other bit?" Clara said as she started to look through the pile.

"About marrying you tomorrow."

Clara stopped and looked at him. "You're serious?"

He nodded. "Your family is here now. I'm sure we could find someone to officiate. And, the weather is beautiful this time of year, we should take advantage of that."

"What about our friends?" Clara asked.

Danny shrugged. "We'll share the photos with them online. No one actually wants to go their friends' weddings anyway; it's so boring to just sit there while they profess their love to each other."

"That's true," Clara said. "There is one problem, though."

"What's that?"

"We live in a flat and we don't have a back garden," Clara said. "We have a car park."

"There's that big field next to the building," Danny said. "Though we can get married in the car park if you really want…"

"That won't be necessary," Clara grinned. "I'm sure the big field will be fine."

"Good," Danny said, standing up to kiss Clara over the table.

Clara smiled into the kiss then pulled back. "Now, we need a plan," she said. "I'll call my dad and tell him to bring everyone round tomorrow. A friend of mine got her wedding officiated by her sister, so I'll phone her to see if she can come. You are in charge of your ring."

"Just my ring?" Danny said. "What about yours?"

"I don't need another ring," Clara said.

"What?" Danny said. "Of course you do."

"Danny, rings are expensive," Clara said. "You just gave me my engagement ring, I'll be fine. Besides, I need to get a dress."

"So that's a definite no on the red thing?"

Clara laughed. "It's a definite no on the red thing."

"You should definitely bring it on our honeymoon," Danny said.

"Where should we go for our honeymoon?" Clara asked.

"Tell you what," Danny said. "I'll go get my ring, while you ring who you need to and get your dress. Then I'll plan the honeymoon. It'll be a surprise."

"I'm not a terribly big fan of surprises," Clara said.

"I know you're not a terribly big fan of surprises," Danny replied. "Consider this my wedding gift to you."

Clara walked over to Danny. She leaned down and kissed him. "I love you."

"I love you," he replied.

-DW-

"When your father told me about this plan of yours to get married tomorrow, I thought you were out of your mind," Linda said to Clara as she stood in front of a mirror at the shop.

"Thanks, Linda," she said as she pulled at the hem of the white dress. "Gran, what do you think of this one?"

"It's a bit short, isn't it?" Linda said.

Clara ignored her and looked at her gran in the mirror.

"I think it's lovely," Gran said.

"You've said that about every one, Gran," Clara groaned.

"Well you look lovely in everything, dear," Gran said. "What will Danny be wearing?"

"He's wearing his army uniform," Clara said. "He's going to be looking all proper and formal, so I want to match that a bit."

"Even though you're getting married in a car park," Linda said.

"We're getting married in a field next to a car park," Clara said. "But yes."

"You know what, I think I saw one that would be exactly what you're looking for," Linda said. "Just give me a moment."

"No, Linda, it's okay," Clara said, but Linda still walked toward the racks anyway.

Clara sighed.

"She's just trying to help, dear," Gran said.

"I know," Clara said. "It's just so…she's clearly not supportive of this."

"This is a bit unconventional, Clara."

"But it's good, though, Gran!" Clara contested. "This makes more sense than planning a huge wedding that no one actually wants to go to. Besides, there's no point in waiting. If I didn't want to marry him I wouldn't have said yes."

"I didn't say it was bad," Gran said. "Just unconventional."

"What does Dad think?" Clara asked.

"He told you on the phone, he's excited."

"Is he really?"

"Of course he is, dear," Gran said. She motioned for Clara to sit with her, so Clara did. "He's a little surprised that the wedding is so soon, but he's excited. He's so happy that you're happy, love."

Clara smiled and put her head on her Gran's shoulder. "I am really happy."

"There isn't a reason why the wedding is so soon, is there?" Gran asked.

"Like what?"

"Like a great-grandchild?"

Clara's head shot up from her Gran's shoulder. "What? No. Of course not, Gran!"

"You never know with young people these days," Gran said with a grin. "First you bring home that lovely naked Swedish man, now you're getting married on a day's notice. Who knows what's going on?"

Clara laughed. "The Swedish man was a big misunderstanding, and if you'll recall, he never came around again."

"I never did think he was quite right for you," Gran said. "The Doctor? What kind of name is that?"

"A rather pretentious one, if we're being frank," Clara said. "He won't be at the wedding though, so don't you worry."

"I'll always worry about you, dear," Gran said.

Clara smiled and was about to say something else when Linda walked into the dressing room area.

"Now, I know what you're thinking, Clara, but I really do think I've found the one," Linda said, presenting the dress to Clara.

Clara stood up, ready to announce that she didn't like it, but the dress actually sort of took her breath away.

"Oh my stars…" Clara breathed. "Linda it's beautiful."

"Try it on, then."

Clara took the dress and disappeared behind a curtain. She emerged a few moment later with the dress on and stood in front of the mirror.

"It's incredible," she said, turning in front of the mirror and admiring the view from every side. "Linda, it's perfect."

"Clara you look lovely, darling."

"Thanks, Gran." Clara turned away from the mirror and toward them.

"Clara, you look beautiful," Linda said.

Clara turned to her. "Linda, are you crying?"

"No," Linda said quickly, wiping at her eyes. "Perhaps a little. You look so beautiful, Clara."

"Thank you," Clara said, meaning it. She gestured toward the dress. "And thank you for finding this dress. It's amazing."

"I think you've found the one," Gran said.

"I think I have," Clara replied. She turned back to Linda. "Linda, could you help me with the zipper?"

"Of course," Linda said, getting up. She stood behind Clara and started to undo the zipper. "You really do look wonderful, Clara. You've always been a pretty girl but every girl deserves to look wonderful on their wedding day."

"And now I've got a wonderful dress, thanks to you," Clara replied, grinning briefly in the mirror.

"You know, Clara, I never knew your mother," Linda said. "But I know your father very well, and I like to hear what he says about her. I think she'd be very proud of you. I know your father is, and I know I am."

"Thank you," Clara said. Linda was done with the zipper so Clara turned toward her. "Really, thank you. That means a lot."

Linda smiled. She opened her arms. "May I?"

"Yeah, sure," Clara said, going in and accepting Linda's hug.

-DW-

"Hey, I was just about to ring you, I just left the dress shop," Clara said into her phone.

"Just now?" Danny said. "That took a while."

"Yeah, it took ages to find the right dress," she replied.

"Did you end up finding one?"

"Yeah," Clara said. "Well, Linda did, actually."

"Really?"

"Yeah," Clara said. "It was actually quite nice."

"That's good," Danny said. "Speaking of nice things, I've got a surprise for you."

"Did you schedule a honeymoon?" Clara asked.

"Sort of, but that isn't the surprise."

"What do you mean sort of?"

"This surprise," Danny continued. "At first you may not like it but I think that after you think about it you'll be glad."

"Okay," Clara said slowly. "What did you do, paint the walls a silly color or something?"

"That was one time!" Danny said. "And no, I haven't."

"Okay," Clara said slowly. "Will it be at home when I get there?"

"Yes," Danny said. "But I won't be. Your dad phoned while you were dress shopping and asked me out for a drink. I'm at the pub now with him."

"Oh?" Clara asked with a laugh in her voice. "Stag night with my dad? That sounds fun."

"It's nice," Danny said. "I won't be out late. You're welcome to join us later if you'd like."

"Okay," Clara said. "I'll let you know. Oh, I called my friend's sister, she's free tomorrow and is good to officiate the wedding."

"Good, good," Danny said. "Listen, I should be getting back, but really, when you see your surprise, try not to be too angry and try to enjoy it."

"Alright now I'm worried…" Clara said.

"Don't be," Danny said. "I really think it's a good thing. I love you."

"I love you, too," she replied, then hung up.

-DW-

Clara unlocked the door to her flat and walked in.

"Hello?" she called. "Anyone here?"

She walked into her room and hung up her dress, still in the bag so that Danny wouldn't see it when he got home. She left the bedroom and walked through the rest of the flat. She stopped when she reached the living room. She inhaled deeply.

"Hello, Clara," came a deep, Scottish voice from in front of a box in the corner of the room.

"Hello, Doctor." She stood up a little straighter but still walked towards him. "How've you been?"

"Good," he said. "Busy. You?"

"Really good," Clara said. "What did Danny tell you?"

"That you're getting married tomorrow," the Doctor replied. "My invite must have gotten lost in the mail."

Clara sighed. "No, it was just very last minute. We literally decided this morning to get married tomorrow."

"Would you have invited me?"

"Of course!" Clara said. "You're my best friend."

"Danny said that you might be angry that I'm here," the Doctor said.

"I'm not angry that you're here," Clara said. "I guess I'm cross that you never called."

"You said you didn't want to travel."

"But that doesn't mean I don't want to be your friend!" Clara said. "We can be normal for once. Have a normal friendship. Have tea together or go to the cinema or play golf."

"What makes you think I'm so interested in golf?"

Clara gave him a look. "That's not the point. The point is, of course I want you around. Do you want me around?"

"Clara, you've…you've been an incredible friend," the Doctor said. "I'm so happy for you and Dan the Soldier Man."

"So you'll come to the wedding?" Clara asked.

"Of course I will," the Doctor replied. "I'm amazing at weddings. I'm a dancing machine."

Clara laughed. "I'll bet you are."

"Also, of course, there's the issue of the honeymoon," the Doctor said. "Given how it is such short notice, I imagine you'll have trouble getting off from work. But, you'll find that taking time off work for your honeymoon is not a problem with a time machine."

Clara looked uncertain. "Doctor I don't know…"

"There will be no monsters to fight, guaranteed," the Doctor said. "I'll take you and Danny wherever you want for however long you want. Consider it my wedding gift."

"I told you I didn't want to travel…"

"This isn't traveling," the Doctor said. "Not really. It's really just a holiday, isn't it, but it's free and you don't have to deal with the airport."

"And Danny asked you to do this?" Clara asked.

"Yes, soldier boy asked me to come around," the Doctor replied. Clara shot him a look. "Danny asked me to come around."

"Okay," Clara said. "I guess we'll see you tomorrow, then. Thank you for this."

The Doctor nodded at her, then left.

-DW-

Danny tried to get into bed quietly and cautiously, but still Clara woke up.

"Oi," she said. "You're home late. How was the pub?"

"It was good," Danny said. "There was a match on so we ended up staying through the whole thing to watch it."

"Did your team win?"

Danny nodded. "Yup. It was a good game."

"Good," Clara said. "I'm glad you had fun."

"And how was your evening?" Danny asked.

"You mean my surprise?" Clara asked. Danny nodded. "Thank you for calling him."

"You're not angry?"

"No, I'm not," Clara said. "I do want him around for the wedding, even if I couldn't admit it. He's my best friend. I've missed him."

"Are you back to being friends again?"

Clara nodded. "Yeah. We're not travelling together, that isn't happening."

"I trust you," Danny said.

Something in Clara's mind clicked. "You asked him to take us on our honeymoon, didn't you?"

Danny grinned a bit. "Yeah."

"Thank you for that," Clara said.

"You're welcome," he replied. "I want you to be happy."

"I am."

She snuggled next to him and got ready to go back to sleep.

"You know, I don't think I'm supposed to see you in the morning," Danny said. "With it being our wedding day and all."

"Feel free to go sleep on the couch, then," Clara replied.

Danny laughed. "I'll take the risk."

-DW-

The next day, Danny stood in front of the minister, Clara's family, and the Doctor in his uniform. They were in the field next to their building but the weather was beautiful. Clara was just around the corner of the building, so Danny couldn't see her.

Then she walked up, on her father's arm.

Danny planned on keeping his cool, but as soon as he saw Clara in that dress he started tearing up. Clara had always been the most beautiful woman in the world to him and now she was even more so.

Clara planned on trying not to cry, too, but as soon as she saw Danny standing there in his army uniform – which she'd never seen him wear before – tearing up, she started tearing up, too. She reached him and the minister and they both laughed at themselves.

The ceremony seemed to fly by. Before they knew it, they were at the vows.

"Clara," Danny began, "They day I met you was the best day of my life. It was my first day at the best job I've ever had and it was the day I met the best person I've ever known. I made a mess of our first meeting and for a while, we seemed to go back and forth, making a mess of things, but we always found our way back to each other. And now there's nowhere I'd rather be. You've taught me so much about love and trust and family. Through knowing you I've learned about who I am as a person and the man I want to be. Because I know you and because I'm with you, I want to be the best man I possibly can. I said earlier that the day I met you was the best day of my life, but I was wrong. Today is the best day of my life, because today I tie myself to you forever. I love you, Clara Oswald. And I know that every day from now on that I spend with you will be the best day."

Clara smiled at him, a smile of pure joy and love. "Danny," she started. "You've given me so much in our time together. So many chances, so many opportunities for love, so much happiness and hope. Whenever I feel lost or afraid or like I don't know what to do, you guide me through it. You're my rock, you're my hero, you're the person I want to come home to after a long day. You're the person I want to come home to on the bad days, and you're the person I want to come home to on the good days so we can share them. I want everything with you. Being with you makes me better, plain and simple. I can't imagine life without you and I will love you forever."

With that, Clara's shaky hands put Danny's ring on his finger. She had given him her engagement ring that morning to put on her during the ceremony, so he reached into his pocket.

Instead of her engagement ring, though, he pulled out a solid band that matched his own.

"Danny…" Clara breathed.

"I know you said not to get one," he said. "But I thought you should have one."

"Thank you," she said.

The minister pronounced them married and they kissed. They'd had a lot of good kisses in their time together but this was the best.

-DW-

"Sorry you didn't get to dance at the wedding," Clara said later to the Doctor in the TARDIS.

"It's probably for the best," the Doctor said. "I'm not sure you lot would've been able to handle it."

"We absolutely would not have been," Danny piped in. He and Clara were leaning against the TARDIS railings, watching the Doctor pilot the ship. Danny's arm was around Clara's shoulders and hers was around his waist.

"So, ancient Rome, is it?" the Doctor said, flipping switches as Clara and Danny nodded. "I've got a few old friends in Pompeii, maybe I'll pop round to them and say hello."

"Well, good luck with that," Clara said.

"Thank you," the Doctor replied. "I'll come back for you two in a week or so. Your phone will still work, I've fitted it with some TARDIS technology so ring me when you're ready to go."

"Will do," Clara said. "Thank you."

-DW-

"So, how was Rome?" the Doctor asked as Clara and Danny entered the TARDIS.

"It was amazing!" Clara said. "So many large, muscle-y centurions."

"And a lot of interesting math, actually," Danny said. "It was very interesting to talk to some of the mathematicians."

"What a nerd," the Doctor said.

Clara rolled her eyes.

Danny didn't take offense though. "This nerd gets to pick the next destination, doesn't he?"

"He does," the Doctor agreed. "Where to?"

"Let's go to the future this time, yeah?" Danny said. "Have a little adventure? Doctor, what's the best vacation spot in the universe in the, say, twenty-fourth century?"

The Doctor thought for a moment. "Okay. I can do that." He started entering coordinates into the TARDIS. "You know the drill, call me when you're ready to leave."

-DW-

"Took you long enough," the Doctor said as the newlyweds entered the TARDIS. "Did you enjoy your trip? I thought you two had decided to stay there for good."

"It was incredible, thank you, Doctor," Danny said. "The views were beautiful, the people were so nice, and the food! The food was good."

"I don't know, it kind of made me feel ill for the past few days," Clara said. "But otherwise, it was amazing. Thank you, Doctor."

"You're welcome," he said. "I'm glad you two had fun. Is there anywhere else you want to go on your abnormally long honeymoon?"

"It hasn't been that long, has it?" Danny asked, exchanging a glance with Clara.

"You spent fifteen days in Rome, then another twenty here," the Doctor said.

Clara's face paled. "No, Doctor, I think we're good on travelling. You can take us back home."

The Doctor nodded and set a flightpath back to the Pinks' time and place.

"Thank you again," Danny said as they landed. "We really appreciate it."

"You're welcome," the Doctor said, shaking Danny's hand.

"Thank you," Clara said, hugging her best friend. "Don't be a stranger, yeah?"

"I won't," the Doctor replied. "Take care, alright?"

Clara nodded and smiled then followed Danny out of the TARDIS. They stood in their living room and watched the blue box dematerialize.

"How are you feeling?" Danny asked, turning to Clara.

"What?"

"You said you were feeling ill, are you alright?"

"Yeah," Clara said quickly. "Well, no. Not in a bad way. Just in a this-is-different-and-potentially-very-scary-but-also-potentially-very-good way."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"We were on our honeymoon for, what, over a month?" Clara said. "And I…I think I might maybe kind of be…well not kind of because it's really an all or nothing sort of deal, but even so it'd be early so who knows what would happen-."

"Clara," Danny cut her off. He was genuinely concerned for her, and also pretty confused. It was very rare that he ever saw her this flustered.

"Danny I think I'm pregnant."

So that's the end of this chapter. I don't know what I want to do with this yet, maybe just like a series of connected oneshots or just a few more chapters or something. I don't know. If you have any ideas, let me know in a review! Also please review and let me know what you did like, what you didn't like, et cetera et cetera. Other than that, have a lovely day/night/whatever!