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Tears on the Orient Express

The Doctor's POV

Clara had chosen to wear the same dress she wore on the previous Orient Express. She also told me to wear what I worn on the previous Orient Express. I had reluctantly put the suit on... The TARDIS soon landed on the Orient Express 2.0.

I wrapped my arms around Clara's waist, "You look beautiful." I told her.

"Didn't think you were capable of complimenting someone." she joked as she leaned up to press her lips to mine.

"Don't worry. You're probably the only person who I would ever compliment." I said as I removed my arms and headed towards the door.

As we exited the TARDIS, Clara intertwined her fingers with mine, "You look as handsome as ever." she smiled up at me. I smiled in thanks as we headed into the main cart of train. There were a few more people than the previous Orient Express. Half of them were wearing casual clothes like jeans and shirts. The other half were wearing suits/dresses. Clara continued to smile as she looked at her surroundings. When we were on the other Orient Express it was a sad smile... but this one was filled with nothing but happiness and excitement.

Clara pulled me towards one of the booths and we sat down opposite each other. A waiter had given us some 'space-wine' as Clara called it. She picked up her glass and took a small sip. I picked up my glass and placed my free hand over hers. Ever since we arrived she couldn't stop smiling, "Why?" I asked.

"'Why'?" she wondered, the smile still plastered on her face.

"Why have you been constantly smiling?"

She shrugged, "Because I'm with you." she replied as she took another sip.

I raised an eyebrow at her, "You are literally always by my side, Clara."

"I mean alone. No Missy. No Jack. No Jenny. No Ashildr. Just us two." she explained. I nodded in understanding as she looked outside. I continued to look at her as she looked outside at the stars in amazement.

"I thought you would've been interested in these stars, Doctor." she said as she looked back at me.

I removed my hand from hers and scratched the back of my neck. I looked down at the wine glass in my other, "Guess I got distracted..."

"By what?" she questioned.

I bit my lip, "You." Her smile grew wider as she stood up. She sat next to me and rested her head on my shoulder, I then put my arm around her waist pulling her closer towards me. We both looked out the window. There were blue stars merging with green stars, making the dark sky seem bright.

"Are you coming with me to see my dad, gran and Linda?" Clara asked.

I nodded, "If you want me to, I will."

"My gran will love you. My dad and I BOTH know that she will instantly accept you."

"That's good to know." I replied, "Your dad, however... I know that he isn't too keen on me. And Linda..."

"Don't worry about what Linda has to say. I couldn't care less about what she thinks of you. My dad will warm up to you if you two just talk it out." she explained.

"Okay." I paused, "Anyways. There's a dance later. I wanted to ask if you want to go, it's in the next cart." I motioned towards a door.

"I would love to go."

"Good. It starts in..." I paused, "Two hours I think." I sighed, "Right, come on then."

"Where?" she wondered as she stood up. I stood up after and grabbed her hand.