Chapter 4: Unusual Relationship

"Oh no. I can't find the invitation." Clara looked all over the TARDIS and couldn't find the envelope.

"Well, they know you. I don't see why you'd need an invitation." The Doctor stood aside with his arms crossed, staring at Clara nervously look for the invitation.

"No Doctor. That's not how it works. Karen won't see me walk in. This is her wedding, she'll be off doing her her thing. She'll most likely have someone seating everyone." The Doctor's eyebrows furrowed, and he replied, "That's stupid."

"I'll have an easier way of doing things at my wedding, don't worry." Clara smirked, and her smirked quickly faded. She remembered that her original intention was to take Danny as her plus one, but that wasn't the case anymore. She didn't want to Doctor to find out however, that he was second option. So she made sure to keep that a secret. She looked at the Doctor, who was looking at her intensely, eyebrows still furrowed.

"What's wrong?" Clara asked.

"Nothing. Just thinking. But I'm always thinking, and the thinking never stops. I'm just an old mad man, who owns a box." The Doctor smiled. He pulled down a latch and Clara realized they had landed. Suddenly, the Doctor pulls out an envelope from within his suit coat, and Clara gasped.

"You have the invitation! Not wrinkled in the slightest. How'd you do that?" Clara raised an eyebrow. She noticed the Doctor grin, before he stated, "Pockets. Bigger on the inside."

Clara smiled, but then she realized he had the invitation this whole time, and she felt like a fool. Her smile fades and her face flushed pink with anger as she gave the Doctor a slight punch on the arm.

"Ow! What was that for?!" The Doctor stared down at Clara, a tiny bit amused.

"For finding this funny and frustrating me!" Clara fumed.

The Doctor rolled his eyes. "We're here, so, ladies first. Go on."

Clara nodded and grabbed her purse from the chair, grabbing the invitation from the Doctor.

"Go on, and I'll follow. I just need to do a quick thing."

"What quick thing?" Clara asked suspiciously.

"A thing."

After Clara had exited the TARDIS, the Doctor took a quick run back to his room. He walked towards his mahogany desk, opened the drawer with his favorite pocket watch, and pulled out a miniature bottle of his favorite cologne.

"I hate gatherings." He muttered bitterly as he sprayed two times. He straightened his tie and walked back out to the console room, and out of the TARDIS. When he exited the TARDIS he took a look around to his surroundings. It was night time, and they were stationed on grass, in front of a huge water fountain illuminated by purple lighting. The place looked like a banquet hall made out of white marble, with a red carpet at the entrance. He walked into the crowd of women and men dressed formally, and spotted his short companion. She was at the door talking to a man, with her invitation in her hand.

"Clara! I've been looking everywhere for you!" The Doctor walked up to Clara. Clara smiled and turned back to the man. "Here is my guest."

"Okay, I'll take you to your seat."

The man led the way into the hall and the Doctor looked around, impressed with human's decorative talents. It seemed like a palace through the inside, with chandeliers hanging from the roof, an enormous dance floor, bright lights ahead where the disc jockey would be, a long table with deserts and beverages, and round tables decorated with flowers as center pieces. There were waiters serving the food already, and the Doctor spotted a young man and woman sitting at the table they would be seated at.

"Clara! Oh look at you! You look gorgeous! Oh and you haven't grown at all!" The woman in an emerald dress stood up, and so did the suit clad man next to her.

"Clara, great to see you again." He smiled.

"Delilah and William! Wow! I didn't know I'd sit with you two! Doctor, this is Delilah and William, old friends from university, also married." Clara's smile was huge, which made the doctor smile as well. He shook their hands, "Good to meet you. I'm..John Smith. But you can call me the Doctor."

Delilah stared at the Doctor a bit and raised her eyebrows, turning back to Clara. "A Doctor..nice." The Doctor could see Clara's cheeks turn bright pink under the fluorescent lights. "Well let's take a seat." Clara smiled.

The Doctor decided to be courteous and pulled out Clara's seat, as Clara nodded and raised an eyebrow at him, he shrugged as he took his own.

William took a sip from his wine and said, "Clara, Delilah and I met at Uni, and we were great friends along with others in this room, and of course, the bride and groom, Karen and Alex. Everyone seemed to have gotten together after we finished university, except Clara. Clara went her own way, she wanted to travel. Clara wasn't looking for love, she was looking for adventures." William smiled at Clara. The doctor couldn't help but grin as well, love and adventure is what she found with him, except he didn't think she was aware of the first.

"Clara, would you mind coming with me to the punch table?" Delilah smiled at Clara. Clara nodded, stood up and look down at the Doctor.

"Don't cause any trouble while I'm away."

"Oh Miss Oswald, trouble finds me." The Doctor winked at Clara, causing her to raise an eyebrow before walking off with Delilah. The Doctor watched them go, before turning back to William, who had a smirk on his face.

"So, what's the story between Clara and you? I can already guess, but I don't want to be rude."

The doctor crossed his arms and studied William carefully.

"And why would it be rude?"

William's smirk grew, and he leaned back. "Well the relationship you both seem to have is unusual, one can only imagine the kind it is, but assuming it to be that would be rude, maybe it's not."

The doctor seemed puzzled, but decided to give half the truth to this man.

"Clara is my companion."

William's smirk turned into a smile and his eyes narrowed.

"I knew it. She's your companion. Oh Clara, I'm surprised. Does she get paid good money?"

The doctor seemed confused, but then remembered asking Clara if he paid her. He should start, actually.

"No, I don't pay her. She seems to not want me to pay her, she claims that I'm her hobby." The Doctor chuckled, and William began to have a sly smile with his eyebrows raised at the word hobby.

As you can see, I left off the chapter with a bit of humor, and next chapter will be filled with this kind of humor, with full on romance at the end, stay tuned and thanks for the support everyone! Xoxo