Such a Familiar Face
Donna Noble stood at her front door and stared at the man across the street. He was dressed in jeans and a tight fitting black shirt, with a long tan trench coat and a dark umbrella held protectively over his head. He stood there with a stoic disposition, never once taking his eyes off of her. Normally, she would've been repulsed and yelled at him to get lost, but tonight she just stood there and stared right back at him. He didn't seem threatening and she felt a vague feeling in her gut that his face looked familiar. She knew it didn't and that she'd never seen this man before in her life, but she couldn't stop staring at him. It was like, if she did, he would simply vanish and she would never see him again.
"Mummy! Mummy! Come here! Please, I'm really scared!"
Donna turned at the sound of her screaming child and slammed the door. She raced down the hallway and into the room of her seven year old girl. She held her hand until the girl was sound asleep. Donna left quietly once her daughter was asleep and walked back to the front window. The man was gone. She wondered where he had gone and who he was and, most importantly, why she knew him.
For weeks after her first encounter with him, she stayed up late and looked out her front window, waiting for him to return. She was a grown woman and she knew it was silly, but ever since her husband had left her three years ago, she didn't really care. She wanted to find this man and figure out who he was. She was amazed at how calm she was about this man standing in the rain outside of her house watching her like a creep, but her gut kept telling her that he was okay and wasn't going to harm her.
Donna had to admit that her memory wasn't what it used to be and after her husband left her and her granddad had died six months ago, it was so much easier for her to submit to crazy ideas and men standing outside of her house. She loved and missed her granddad and wished that he was here for her now. She didn't have anyone to talk to about her situation, except her mum and she was who knows where doing who know what. What she felt that she needed was for someone to fall out of the sky, hold her hand, and tell her that she was the most important woman in the world.
Jack Harkness folded his umbrella as he sauntered away from her house. She had a child, but no husband. He had heard how happy she was when she got married, and now her usual vigor had left her eyes. He had only actually met her once and when he had he realised how her sassiness and sarcasm were harshly cut from her personality, he felt his heart drop. She deserved more. She deserved a husband, a granddad, a mother, the Doctor. She needed a Saviour and since the Doctor was no longer an option, he decided that he would be the perfect person to do it. He had helped Rose Tyler's brother learn how to walk and had been one of the ushers at Mickey and Martha's wedding. He knew it was time to help Donna, the girl who had no one left.
He was the Face of Boe, that man who couldn't die and he knew that he had to help the Doctor's companions after the Doctor had left them. He could follow them and help them when he knew that the Doctor no longer could. He needed to let Donna know that she was still the most important woman in the world.