Jack is injured and the TARDIS needs to make an emergency landing, but when the Doctor gets it wrong not everything is as it seems. Rose is delighted to be home again, but when Jack starts to behave strangely it is up to The Doctor, Rose and Jackie to travel back in time and find out what is happening before it's too late.
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"Son of a bitch!" Captain Jack Harkness cursed as he put his hands down on top of the TARDIS controls and… they were burning hot! He pulled his hands away in an instant, cradling his burnt left hand instinctively as short, sharp impulses of pain started running up his arm.
"What is it?" the Doctor asked, coming into the main control room, Rose not too far behind him.
"The TARDIS feels as though she's burning up." Jack told the Doctor, confused.
"What happened?" Rose asked, looking from the Doctor to Jack as she entered.
"I burnt my hand on the control panel." He told her "It's nothing."
"Here let me have a look." Rose told him, her hand outstretched ready to take his.
As Jack offered her his burnt hand so she could take a look she gasped "Oh my God!" The skin between Jack's thumb and wrist had all but peeled away leaving the lower layers of skin looking angry and raw, the palm was not quite so bad but even so had been left inflamed and saw.
"Doctor this looks bad." Rose said, "You'd better take a look."
She gently outstretched Jack's hand to give the Doctor a better look as he walked over. He frowned as he got a glimpse of the wound.
"You're going to need that tending to." He told Jack.
Suddenly a red light came on in the control room and a siren sounded.
"What's going on?" Rose asked.
The Doctor was at the controls immediately.
"It's been a few weeks since we were near the last radioactive rift, the TARDIS has used up all her available energy. She's having to drain energy from the controls just to stop herself from shutting down completely."
"Well what are we going to do?" Rose asked.
"We're going to have to make an emergency landing." The Doctor said whilst fiddling with the controls.
"What are you doing?" It was Jack who spoke this time.
"Checking to see where the closest rift is." He said, his face deep in concentration. Then suddenly he smiled, a broad grin that spread across his face that seemed to reach his ears.
"What is it?" Rose said.
"Earth 1952."
"What?"
"Rose we're taking you home." The Doctor laughed.