So here is the next chapter and I am pleased to inform you that the last chapter of this should be on Christmas eve, which means you have got 7 more chapters, one per day now!

Then of course you have story three, which is the end, but I hope you stick with me.

I do not own anything to do with Doctor Who.

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The Tardis shook. Jenny knew it could sense something was off, though Jenny refused to speak of it.

She had left Etheral and Forui and was now heading for somewhere that wouldn't put her in danger.

She didn't care where, she just needed to keep running… she couldn't face them yet.

Jenny sat down and looked at the Tardis console, she hadn't even seen where she had asked to fly to, and to be honest she couldn't care less.

"What am I going to?" Jenny asked, not waiting for a reply. "Die, probably."

The Tardis landed with a thud which knocked Jenny off balance.

She landed with a thud as she hit her head.

"Ow… that was… painful." Jenny said, pulling herself up and looking at the console. "Oh great, we've landed."

Jenny jumped up and ran to the door, actually excited.

"No more prisons!" She shouted at the Tardis before opening the door and stepping out.

Jenny shut the door behind her as she stared across the river she had parked near.

It was frozen and there was snow everywhere around it. Jenny then saw a big tower with a clock face on it. It looked as if the construction of it had almost been done.

The sky was dark and grey, it was defiantly night time.

Jenny walked along the embankment and up the snow covered stone steps that led into a big town. Houses with stone walls and roofs of strange material were everywhere.

Jenny turned around so she could see across the river and on the other side was the same looking houses, stretching for miles back.

Looking to her left, Jenny saw an old newspaper on the floor.

Picking it up the paper read 7th February 1858. The paper was called the London news.

So, Jenny was in London. It was different to how she had seen it once before, but it still held that magical look.

The snow was now starting to fall again and Jenny zipped up her leather jacket.

Turning around, Jenny decided to explore the old city, when it was young.

Walking down the alleyway of one of the rows of houses, Jenny saw lanterns being blown out, so she guessed it wasn't to late at night.

Arriving onto a cobbled road, Jenny heard the snort of a horse, but apart from that it was dead.

Walking onto the cobbles, Jenny walked down the bending street, seeing shops and inns, which were all closed.

Maybe it was later then what she thought. Her feet crunching on the snow were suddenly joined by another, much heavier march.

Jenny could feel through her toes they weren't human and she certainly knew this wasn't going to be good.

Slowly turning around, Jenny saw nothing. The street was empty and there was no one around.

Turning back around Jenny was met with two red eyes which met hers with an arsenal of anger. Stumbling backwards a great beast roared into her face.

It was about three foot taller then her, it had what looked like a wolfs face, except it was longer and much more human. It's fingers were claws and its feet were raised as if it was constantly wearing high heels.

Viciously swinging for Jenny, she ducked out of the way. Finding her gun, Jenny pulled it out and shot at the beast, which dodged out of the way.

Jumping onto a shop window it lunged again and Jenny leaped out of its way spinning into the opposite shop wall.

Jenny shot at it, this time hitting it straight in the face, it's neck bent backwards and shot forwards again, there wasn't even a scratch.

Roaring again it jumped onto another shop window and leapt onto the roof, escaping.

Jenny breathed heavily.

"Impressive." An incredibly London voice said, as two steps of footsteps walked towards her.

"Incredibly impressive." Another voice said, his sounding a little rougher, but still very London.

Jenny looked up to see two men, smiling at her. One had a cane and another had a small gun attached to his waistcoat.

They were both about twenty years old.

"I am Doctor John Watson." The rougher sounding man said, helping Jenny up.

"And I am Mr Sherlock Holmes." Sherlock said, smiling before pulling out a badge. "Torchwood. Your under arrest."

Jenny's face fell into shock as they handcuffed her.

"Great, another bloody prison!" Jenny shouted as she was dragged off.

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Ok, so now one saw that coming.

Review please, it is Christmas.

Merry Christmas!