It took Jenny an entire day to figure out how to find somebody's address on Earth. Luckily, she'd managed to land somewhere in the middle of London, which, as she found out that day, was where Donna lived. Jenny decided not to wake her up, to go in the morning, even though she was so excited her heart was practically beating out of her chest.
But morning came quickly enough, and though Jenny didn't sleep a wink - did she even need sleep? She wasn't quite sure - she was more than ready to see Donna again. So, she knocked on the white door of a cozy-looking brick house with one thought ringing around in her head. This is where it all begins again.
She almost thought nobody was going to answer the door. But someone did. It just wasn't Donna. It was a man, an older looking man, though Jenny wasn't quite sure what constituted as old on this planet. The hair sticking out from under his red hat was almost completely white and his face was lined with deep wrinkles. His eyes were kind, though, that was struck Jenny the most. It looked as if he was smiling from every orifice in his body, though his mouth was set in a straight line.
"Can I help you with anything?" He asked Jenny in a scratchy sounding voice. For whatever reason, Jenny liked this man, though she knew it wasn't wise of a soldier to trust anyone they didn't know.
"I'm looking for Donna Noble." She paused, biting her lip. "Sorry, have I got the wrong house?" The man shook his head ever so slightly, but now he was looking a little wary, a little less pleasant. Jenny became acutely aware of everything she was wearing. She didn't know how things on Earth worked. She thought her outfit was fine. Maybe there was a problem with her gun. Jenny was under the impression that Earth was a war planet, but maybe she was wrong, because the gun was all this man seemed to be looking at.
"How do you know her?" He asked, voice a little quieter. Jenny matched his volume.
"She knows my dad. His name is the Doctor. Why, do you know him?" The man's mouth fell open. Jenny assumed he did know him, but she really did need to talk to Donna. Donna would know where to find him. Well, unless she was with him. Then… well, then Jenny would just have to figure something else out.
"You're his daughter? He has a daughter? I thought you died. He said you all died." Jenny furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "All" died? She didn't know what that was supposed to mean.
"Well, no. I suppose he thinks so. Last I saw him…" Jenny was trying to remember, because that's where things got fuzzy. "Last I saw him, I think I was dying. I think I did." She shook her head, trying to shake herself out of the memory. She didn't like to think about that. She wondered what had happened afterwards. "But I'm fine now. Donna, she talked to me. She was my friend. I thought maybe she would know where to find him."
While Jenny was talking, the man's face grew sad, and though it may have been a trick of the light, Jenny thought she may have seen him tear up a bit. All of sudden, Jenny thought she should leave. Something was wrong here. Something had happened. But that's when she heard her.
"Gramps?" A voice was calling out from the kitchen. "Gramps, who's at the door?" And then, Donna was standing there, next to this man, and Jenny couldn't help it. Her face split into a smile so big her cheeks started to hurt. After everything she had been through since she left her home planet, it was nice to see a familiar face. But Donna only gave her a breezy smile, and then looked expectantly up at who Jenny supposed must have been her grandfather.
"It's nobody, Donna, just a woman here for charity." He was lying, Jenny realized. Why would he lie? Why didn't Donna recognize her?
"Right then, make sure you give her something nice." And then Donna had left, and Jenny was still so, so confused. She shook her head again, trying to clear up some of the murkiness. Maybe she was forgetting something important.
"Look," the man said, apologetically. He was wringing his hands together, refusing to meet her eyes. "Why don't you try somewhere else?" Jenny felt like she had just suffered a blow to the gut. She had counted on Donna to help her, but Donna hadn't even remembered her. She'd barely recognized her. She had been kind and loving, she had helped connect Jenny to the Doctor and she was Jenny's only plan, and now all that was ruined. But still Jenny nodded, turning away from the door and back to her empty TARDIS, parked where the vortex manipulator had taken them.
It would be useless until the Doctor was there. All she needed was a jumpstart from his TARDIS, and then her TARDIS would be ready. The only problem was, how do you find someone who could be anywhere in space and time?