John rolled over and looked at the time. It was six in the morning. That was early enough to wake up right? He stood up and walked down to the kitchen, it was still dark and he barely noticed Mickey sitting by the counter eating a bowl of cereal.

"Hey John." He said without turning around, "merry Christmas." He shoved a spoonful of cereal into his mouth. John walked over to the seat next to Mickey and poured some cereal into a bowl and ate next to him.

"Merry Christmas Mickey. Is anyone else awake?"

"Nope just us. I'm pretty sure Jack just watched movies all night."

Martha walked into the kitchen next and flipped the light on. She didn't notice the two men until she turned around and nearly had a heart attack.

"Who in their right mind eats cereal at six on Christmas morning in the dark!" The two men looked up at her neither saying anything. "Right, so I'm going to make a proper Christmas breakfast." She reached into the cupboard and grabbed a box of pancake mix. "Pancakes anyone?"

The Doctor reached forward and knocked on the door. He started to rock back and forth on his feet and turned to look back at Rose who shrugged. "They know we're coming right?"

"I told them we were." At that moment the door flung over to reveal Martha and Mickey. Without a word Mickey stepped forward and scooped Rose up in an enormous hug. He dug his head into her shoulder and didn't let go of her. She started to cry when she saw that he was.

"I thought I'd never see you again." He let go of her.

"Me too Mickey." The Doctor was smiling like an idiot as Martha was staring at him.

"Who are you?" She said to him.

"It's me Martha." He walked up to her and placed her hands on his hearts. "See two hearts."

"Are you really him?"

"Yes."

"Okay. You should come in, it looks like it's going to rain." Before they walked in the Doctor enveloped Martha into an enormous hug. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you too." Rose's face grew somber.

"Mickey I have something to tell you and it isn't going to be easy." Rose took her best friend's hand and they walked inside together. She took a deep breath as she sat Mickey and Martha down. "They're gone. Mickey they're gone. All of them."

Amy woke up later than everyone except for Jack. She hasn't had a nightmare that night for the first time in years. She rolled over and looked at Rory. He was awake and looking at her.

"You didn't kick me."

"I didn't have a nightmare."

"Good, merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas, is that," she sniffed the air, "pancakes?!" She grabbed Rory's hand and pulled him out into the kitchen. They walked over to the small group of Martha, Mickey, River, and John.

"Good morning Amy!" Martha beamed at her, "do you want a pancake?" Amy nodded and sat down next to John by the counter.

Martha finished the pancake and turned the stove off. She handed Amy and Rory pancakes and turned to look at the scraggly group. "So I think we should do presents first and then I'll give you everything you need to find them."

She walked over to a small tree in the corner of their living room that had presents stacked under it. "Amy, John, River, Rory, and Jack. Where's Jack?" She had been handing out packages to everyone but stopped when he realized they were missing jack. She turned and looked at Mickey who shrugged.

"I don't know, guess he's still asleep."

"I'll get him." John said standing up from his stool.

"That's horrible Rose, I'm so sorry truly." Martha walked over to her and gave her a large hug. Then she went over to Mickey, who's face was buried in his hands.

"We figured if we found you somehow they could also find you." Rose reached her hand out and grabbed Mickeys with it. She looked over to the Doctor. "Now what?"

"Martha where do you work?" He asked turning to look at her.

"Unit I'm the head of the medic department."

"I have an idea..."

"Jack wake up. It's Christmas." John walked into his room and threw the man a shirt and pair of jeans from the wardrobe.

"Five more minutes." He rolled over and covered his head with a pillow.

"Come on Jack this means a lot to Martha and we need to go find them afterwards." He sat up and groaned in annoyance.

"Fine, but just because I smell pancakes." He stood up and pulled on his shirt and jeans.

"What did you do in here last night?" The room was littered with wrappers and blankets were everywhere.

"I watched movies and slept."

"More like hibernated."