The view of earth was spectacular. The only other words to describe the scene before her were stunning, breathtaking, mind-boggling and captivating. She wanted to sit and stare for an eternity, and yet, she felt deep inside that even an eternity staring down at her planet wouldn't be enough to imprint the view before her deep within her mind. Clara was in complete awe, she sat, with the doors to the TARDIS wide open, her feet dangling in space. Rory sat beside her. Clara wore his glasses and the Doctor's tweed jacket, a cup of tea in her hands, her hair in a complete frenzy. And still, she managed to shine just as bright as the sun and stars. All she had to do quirk her lips and blink.

"It's so beautiful." she said, taking sips of her tea. In a trance Clara failed to ever look up at Rory; oblivious to the fact that he was staring at her she took his hand in hers and entwined their fingers as he agreed, "The most beautiful view in the universe." He said, continuing to stare. And in that moment she felt a sense of calmness fill her, like her universe was finally all falling into place.