I've been planning this chapter for a while. It's the chapter where Pavarti and Amelia get married. I know that you guys want it. It's about time that I wrote it. I hope that I did a good job. It was certainly interesting to write.
Title: The Wedding Chapter
Rating: T
Summary: Months after Amelia's dramatic proposal, it's about time that they get married. Their good friends and Pavarti's family will be there. Unfortunately, Pavarti has also invited Amelia's family, who don't exactly approve of the wedding. Will Amelia and Pavarti's special day conclude with a happy ending or will it be utterly ruined by troublemaking guests?
Takes place nine months after the end of Unplanned.
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It was about time that Amelia Rosalita Hernandez the concert violinist and neurologist Doctor Pavarti Patil got married, Clara thought. Tomorrow would be the day. Everything was planned down to the last detail and she hoped that it would go out without a hitch. Tonight, though, was the hen party and Clara was dressed in a pretty but semi-casual tea-length white dress. The Doctor, who was standing in the console room with John in his arms, gave her an appreciative once-over. "Well," Clara said with a smile, "It's time for you to take me to the hen party."
"How does a hen party for a gay wedding work, anyway?" The Doctor asked. "Will they have separate hen parties for each of your friends?"
"No," Clara replied, "Both of them will be there. I think they'll be hiring a male stripper for the straight guests, though."
The Doctor frowned deeply, clearly not happy with the idea. Clara rolled her eyes and said, "There won't be any hanky panky, Doctor. I'm not really interested in men other than you, anyway."
The Doctor smiled shyly and Clara added with a smile, "It'll be fine, Doctor."
"All right," the Doctor said gruffly, "but if I find out that he's touched you, I'll-"
"Doctor!" Clara groaned. "I won't let him touch me. There won't be any touching. You won't need to kick anyone's ass."
"All right." the Doctor said, his voice tinted with suspicion. "I trust you. I just don't trust men. They all want one thing when they see a pretty face."
Clara smirked mischievously and teasingly asked, "Doctor, did you just call me pretty?"
The Doctor blushed vividly and sputtered, "I, erm, uh..."
He then turned away, his face beet red. He ran his hand over John's curly, brown hair and mumbled something. Clara cocked her head slightly and asked, "What was that?"
The Doctor cleared his throat before saying, "Coming from a species that doesn't judge an individual's worth by their appearance, it wouldn't really matter what you looked like, but I've always noticed that you are rather..."
He mumbled something under his breath and Clara asked, "Rather what?"
"Rather beautiful." The Doctor admitted. "And, well, I'm... not."
Clara sighed and asked, "Is this what that stripper business was about? Are you afraid that I'll leave you for someone 'more attractive'?"
The Doctor said nothing. Clara walked over to the Time Lord and placed her hand on his shoulder. He turned around and looked at Clara. She gently slid her hand up to cup his cheek. "Doctor, it doesn't matter what face you wear." she said gently. "You will always be beautiful to me."
With that said, Clara stood up on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against the Doctor's. The Time Lord visibly relaxed. After a few seconds, Clara stepped back. When she spotted the lipstick that the kiss had left on the Doctor's lips, she chuckled and used her thumb to wipe it off. "There's nothing to worry about, Doctor." Clara said with a smile. "I only have eyes for you."
The Doctor smiled shyly and set John on the ground. He then started to press buttons and pull levers, sending them through the vortex and outside of Amelia and Pavarti's block of flats. Clara headed for the TARDIS' door. When she was about to exit, she looked back at the Doctor. A shy smile still on his face, he waved at Clara and said, "Have fun."
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Clara was at the hen party, as were a few of Amelia and Pavarti's other friends. Once everyone was seated, Pavarti smiled and said, "There's a pizza in the oven, but I suppose that it's not too early for refreshments."
"I'll get them." Amelia offered.
The American then headed to the kitchen. Shortly afterwards, she emerged with some champagne flutes and a few bottles of champagne. Clara grinned and said, "Knowing you, Amelia, I half expected you to have brought tequila."
"Yeah, well, the champagne was Pavarti's idea." Amelia admitted. "No tequila tonight."
A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Amelia got up and answered. Standing outside was a man in a fake police uniform. He wore a name tag that read, 'Officer Feelgood'. Amelia looked back at her guests and called out, "He's here!"
The violinist let the stripper in. He looked at Amelia and asked, "Are you the bride?"
"Sort of." Amelia replied. "I'm getting married to a woman, so you're here for the other ladies."
"Cool." the stripper replied.
When everyone was seated once more, Officer Feelgood began his show. Before long, he was dressed in only his G-string. Then came the lap dance. Unfortunately, the woman he chose to give the lap dance to was Clara. The petite brunette blushed vividly, but was unable to find words to stop him. Suddenly, the door to Amelia and Pavarti's flat flew open. Standing in the doorway was a very irate Doctor. "Hey, no men allowed!" one of the guests called out.
The Doctor ignored her. He then grabbed the stripper and yanked him away from Clara. The Time Lord was in the stripper's face, breathing hard with an angry look on his face. "Hey, not cool!" Officer Feelgood cried.
"Doctor!" Clara groaned.
"He was-" the Doctor began.
Clara interrupted the Time Lord. "Nothing happened, Doctor!"
"I could smell his pheromones!" the Doctor snapped. "He wanted to seduce you with his... his pelvic sorcery!"
"She's hot, but I look but don't touch!" The stripper said, alarmed.
"Get out." the Doctor snarled.
The Doctor uses Attack Eyebrows. It's super-effective! The stripper grabbed his clothes and fled. Amelia stood with her hands on her hips and snapped, "Doctor, this was a seriously bad time for your jealousy!"
One of Pavarti's friends scowled at Clara and asked, "Amelia, why did you invite her?"
The Doctor was about to say that he wasn't Clara's boyfriend, but the impossible girl stood up and took the Doctor by his arm. "I'm sorry." Clara sighed. "I'll just take him home."
Clara, feeling rather angry, led the Doctor down the hall, down the stairs, and outside. Once they were back inside the TARDIS, Clara scowled at the Doctor and said angrily, "Doctor, you crashed Amelia and Pavarti's hen party!"
"But I-" the Doctor tried to defend himself, but Clara interrupted him.
"I didn't even want a lap dance!" Clara continued. "I wanted to have a good time with my friends. Why did you have to follow me?"
She threw her arms in the air and said, "Agh! You are such an idiot!"
"I didn't want him to touch you." the Doctor mumbled.
"Doctor," Clara sighed, "you don't need to be jealous. I love you and no half-naked man is going to change that."
The Doctor looked at Clara with a sad look on his face. Clara sighed again and wrapped her arms around the Doctor, resting her head on his chest and listening to the comforting sound of his twin heartbeats. "Did it really bother you that much?"
"Yes." the Doctor replied softly.
"I won't go back, then." Clara said gently. "It's just a hen party. You're more important to me than that."
"It's okay, Doctor." Clara whispered. "I love you."
The Doctor buried his face in Clara's hair and whispered back, "I love you, too."
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It was Amelia and Pavarti's special day and Clara and the Doctor had arrived early. Clara would hold the position of Pavarti's head bridesmaid and the Doctor was dressed to the nines in a tuxedo, having been chosen as default as best man by Amelia since she didn't have many male friends. Perhaps 'frienemies' might be a good word for the Doctor and Amelia's relationship. John was there as well, dressed in a cute little suit. Clara was still wearing a nursing bra and her dress had been designed to accommodate her. It was a blue satin gown and Clara was dressed in white strappy sandals. Of course, they were rather surprised to find Jack Harkness there as well. "Harkness, what are you doing here?" the Doctor asked with clear suspicion.
"I'm here to officiate the wedding, of course." Jack said with a grin. "I've been certified as an ordained minister."
"Who would certify you as an ordained minister?" the Doctor snorted.
"Internet." Jack replied simply. "You can do just about anything on the internet."
The Doctor sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Figures." he grumbled.
"Well," Jack said cheerfully, "I have some minister stuff to practice. I'll see you at the ceremony!"
With that, Jack left. Clara glanced at the Doctor and said, "It could be worse."
"How?" the Doctor asked.
"At least it's not Strax officiating the wedding." Clara said with a grin. "Imagine it- 'Do you, Amelia Hernandez, take this boy in the name of the glory of the Sontaran empire?'"
The Doctor rolled his eyes but was unable to hold back a chuckle. They continued their stroll for a while until they heard two women arguing. Clara and the Doctor peeked around the corner to see Amelia and Pavarti in an argument. "I can't believe you invited them!" Amelia groaned.
"They're your family, Amelia." Pavarti replied. "They should be here at your wedding."
"They don't even know that I'm gay!" Amelia snapped. "Who knows what my relatives would do?"
"It can't be that bad." Pavarti said with a smile. "If my family can accept us, I'm sure that your family will as well."
"Yes, well, your family is awesome." Amelia replied. "Your parents don't care if you get married to a woman as long as you eventually give them grandkids. They know that we're planning on having kids someday."
"It'll be fine, Amelia." Pavarti said with a smile. "Now, shall we greet our adoring public?"
The Doctor and Clara fled before they could be spotted. It wasn't long before Pavarti's relatives arrived. It turned out that she was not the only one of her parents' children who was a Doctor Patil. Mrs. Patil hugged her daughter and wailed, "My baby is getting married!"
"Mum..." Pavarti groaned.
"Right." Mrs. Patil said with a smile. "Excessive public displays of affection."
"You could have gotten engaged to that Doctor fellow." Mr. Patil huffed.
The Doctor scowled deeply at Pavarti's father. Pavarti frowned as well. "Amelia is a concert violinist." Pavarti said sternly. "She makes plenty of money. Besides, the Doctor is a man and he's already with Clara. I'm not attracted to men and I'm definitely not going to steal another woman's boyfriend."
"I'm not-" the Doctor began, but Clara elbowed him.
"Not the right time." Clara hissed
"Darling, this is a time for joy." Mrs. Patil said to her husband. "At least Amelia has a job. That's more than can be said about Gita's husband."
Mr. Patil nodded. Their youngest daughter had married man who chose to be a house-husband. By referring to the man as a house-husband, the Patils meant that he was unemployed. Slowly, a few dozen more of Pavarti's relatives arrived. "Just how many of your family members did you invite?" Amelia asked.
"Just my parents, all six of my brothers and sisters, my grandparents on both sides, my aunts and uncles, and a few of my cousins." Pavarti said with an awkward shrug. "I have a big family."
"I don't have many cousins." Amelia said with a shrug. She then asked, "Which of my relatives did you invite?"
"Your uncle, your aunt, and your cousin." Pavarti replied.
Amelia groaned and sarcastically said, "Wonderful. Absolutely wonderful."
"It can't be that bad." Pavarti said with a smile.
"Yes, well, you haven't met my family." Amelia replied.
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A few hours later, Amelia's relatives arrived. Her uncle was a blonde, fair-skinned man with brown eyes. He was dressed in a smart suit. Amelia's aunt had much lighter skin than her niece and her hair was bleached blonde. Amelia's cousin looked a great deal like his father, only he wore glasses. Amelia's aunt hugged Amelia and said, "I can't believe that you're finally getting married!"
"Indeed." Amelia's uncle said. "Who is the lucky man? I'd like to meet this Doctor Patil."
Amelia paused awkwardly and said, "This way."
With that said, the violinist led her family over to the tent where Pavarti's relatives were gathering in anticipation for the wedding. Amelia's uncle glanced over the crowd and asked, "Where is Doctor Patil?"
"In there somewhere." Amelia replied.
Amelia's uncle nodded. He then called out, "Could Doctor Patil please raise their hand?"
No less than seven people raised their hands, one being Pavarti and three being her siblings. When Amelia saw Pavarti's light pink painted nails, she walked over to her and took her by the hand. She then led her over to her family. "Uncle Mark, Aunt Maria, Lewis, this is my fiancée, Pavarti Patil."
Amelia's relatives were silent for a moment before Mark let out a loud laugh. "Funny." he chuckled. "Now, which one of these men are you getting married to?"
"I'm getting married to Pavarti." Amelia said insistently. "She's going to be my wife."
"It's nice to meet you, Mark." Pavarti said with a smile, holding out her hand for the man to shake.
Mark, however, looked down at Pavarti's hand as if it were something disgusting. "Amelia," he ground out, "what is the meaning of this?"
"I want to marry Pavarti." Amelia replied.
"You can't marry her!" Mark hissed. "She's a woman!"
"I love her!" Amelia argued. "She loves me!"
"Gays can't love!" Lewis scoffed.
"I love Amelia with all of my heart." Pavarti said angrily. "I'd do anything for her."
"If you'll do anything, then call off this wedding!" Mark said angrily. "What were you thinking, Amelia?"
The Doctor appeared out of nowhere, Clara at his side. John was being held in Clara's arms. The Clara frowned and said, "She doesn't have to justify herself to you."
"Who are you?" Mark asked with a scowl on his face.
"This is my friend, Clara Oswald and her boyfriend, the Doctor." Amelia replied. "The baby is their son, John."
"I'm not-" the Doctor tried to deny his boyfriend status, as he hated the word, but Clara glared at him. Not the time.
"Is everyone here crazy?" Amelia's uncle asked. "My niece wants to marry a woman and her best friend is dating a man old enough to be her father!"
The Doctor and Clara shared an amused glance. Oh, if only he knew. "And they have a baby together!" Mark groaned. "That child is going to grow up thinking that this sort of thing is normal! A man older than myself dating a woman my niece's age and they've had a child! Children were meant to be raised by a normal, married couple!"
"He is right." Amelia's aunt admitted. "When are you two planning on getting married?"
The Doctor turned red and sputtered, making obscure gestures with his hand. Clara was blushing as well. Thankfully, Pavarti saved them. "They don't need to be married to be committed to each other." Pavarti said supportively. "As long as they love each other and their son, everything will be fine."
"This is not normal!" Mark growled.
"I never claimed to be normal." The Doctor snarked.
"He's right." Clara added, "He's not normal."
"Well, neither are you!" The Doctor shot back.
Clara rolled her eyes and said, "Whatever. You're weird. I'm weird. Let's just be weird together."
"I can do that." the Doctor said with a smile.
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The wedding was in less than an hour and Clara had stopped by the bar for a drink. It was a virgin daiquiri, as she wanted to keep her head clear for the wedding. The Doctor was drinking some whiskey. Behind Clara, a voice called out, "Hey."
It was Amelia's cousin, Lewis. With an awkward smile, Clara replied, "Hey, yourself."
"Want to dance later?" he asked.
"Thank you for your offer, but I'm going to dance with the Doctor." Clara replied.
Lewis rolled his eyes and said, "Look, just because he knocked you up doesn't mean that you're obligated to dance with him."
The Doctor scowled at Lewis and was about to say something, but Clara spoke up first. "I'm dancing with the Doctor because I want to Dance with him."
"Whatever." Lewis rolled his eyes. "You're in denial, both of you. I mean, how do you know the kid is even his? You could have sought out someone else since older man have, you know, problems below the belt."
This time, the Doctor couldn't stay silent. He used his height and his Attack Eyebrows to intimidate the shorter man. It's super-effective! "First of all, John is clearly my son. He has my jaw and ears." The Doctor snarled. "As for the comment about my potency, I resent that."
"Go away, Lewis!" Clara snapped angrily.
"Whatever." Lewis said with a roll of his eyes. "If you change your mind about dancing with me, you know where to find him."
With that, Amelia's cousin walked off. Clara scowled and said, "Idiot."
"Calling him an idiot would be overly charitable." the Doctor scoffed.
"Probably." Clara replied. "You know better than to worry about what he said."
Clara smiled and said, "I'd never even think about some someone else. There's just you, Doctor. There's always been you."
Clara, still smiling at the Doctor, stood on tip-toe and pecked the Doctor on the lips. The Doctor, of course, wrapped his arms around Clara and deepened the kiss. As their tongues battled for dominance, the Doctor ground his crotch against Clara. He pressed his hardness against her and whispered, "Do you feel what you do to me, Clara Oswald?"
Clara chuckled and pushed the Doctor away. "Down, boy." she said with a grin. "We have a wedding to attend."
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It was finally time for the wedding and Amelia and Pavarti, both in wedding dresses, stood holding hands under a flower-covered wicker arch. All of the guests were seated in folding chairs. The bridesmaids, including Clara, stood near the happy couple. The Doctor, as best man, also stood nearby. Jack seemed very pleased with himself and was finally ready to conduct the ceremony. "Dearly beloved," Jack began, "we are gathered here this day to witness the union of Amelia Rosalita Hernandez and Doctor Pavarti Patil in matrimony."
Jack looked over at the crowd before continuing, "The couple has written their own vows."
Pavarti smiled at Amelia and said, "When I was going through a confusing time in my life, you came into it just in time to save me. Whenever I am in trouble, you are always there to defend me, whether it be with your words or with your cricket bat."
The crowd chuckled for a moment before Pavarti continued, "I, Pavarti Patil, swear to love and protect you just as you've loved and protected me over these last four years. I give you my love now and for the rest of our lives."
A few of the people in the crowd wiped their eyes. It was Amelia's turn. "Pavarti," she said with a smile, "even when I first saw you, I knew that you were the woman for me. I know that we spent three long years on different sides of the Atlantic, but it was worth the wait to finally see you face to face. I want to spend my life with you, to raise your children, and to wake up next to you for the rest of my life. Pavarti Patil, nothing would please me more than for you to be my wife."
Pavarti and Amelia looked at Jack, who then began to speak. "Do you, Pavarti, take Amelia to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
Pavarti smiled at Amelia and said, "I do."
Jack then looked at Amelia and asked, "Do you, Amelia, take Pavarti to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
Amelia grinned at Pavarti and said, "I do."
Jack grinned. He loved weddings. He then said, "If anyone objects to this union, speak now or forever hold your piece."
Amelia's uncle was about to object, when Pavarti's father slapped his hand over the man's mouth. Jack paused to listen before continuing, "Then by the power vested in me by ordainme dot com, I now pronounce you wife and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Amelia grinned at Pavarti, wrapped her arms around her, and dipped her low as she claimed her wife's mouth with hers. Most of the crowd cheered. As she kissed Pavarti, Amelia tossed her bouquet into the air. There was a brief scramble and the bouquet flew towards the Doctor and practically landed in his hands. Pavarti and Amelia shared a knowing look as they glanced at Clara and then at the Doctor, who was awkwardly holding the bouquet and trying to look anywhere but at the petite teacher. With the wedding done, the whole group headed to the tent where the reception would be held. There was a toast to the brides and then came the dancing. Amelia and Pavarti were the first to dance. Pavarti's father decided to cut in and took his turn dancing with his daughter and daughter-in-law. When the Cure's Friday I'm In Love started to play over the speaker, the Doctor held his hand out to Clara and asked, "May I have this dance?"
Clara grinned and said, "You may."
The Doctor grabbed Clara and pulled her close to him. They then began a rather energetic waltz. The Doctor glanced at an angry Lewis but paid him no mind as he twirled Clara about the dance floor. When the song was over, the Doctor dipped Clara low in a perfect emulation of what Amelia had done with Pavarti earlier and claimed her mouth with his. Off in the distance, Pavarti and Amelia watched the Doctor and Clara dancing. Pavarti elbowed Amelia and said, "Do you think her catching the bouquet means anything?"
Amelia grinned and said, "I don't know. Maybe we'll find out."
When the party was over, Amelia and Pavarti got into Amelia's sub-compact and drove off. A sign reading 'Just Married' was attached to the back of the car and some empty cans rattled behind. Inside the car, Amelia took Pavarti's hand and asked, "What now, my darling wife?"
"I don't know, wife." Pavarti replied. "Did you have anything in mind?"
Amelia grinned and said, "I'm thinking Chicago."