Seven and a half minutes after Jack was shot in the forehead for about the fifth time in his life, he opened his eye and sat up. He was lying on a cold concrete floor in the same hallway that he had arrived in. Through the open door in front of him, past the room behind it and beyond the huge hole in the wall there stood the TARDIS.

This wasn't the real TARDIS. But the Doctor's senses could not have been wrong. This was somebody's ship to be sure. Jack was at a total loss. No sooner than he had arrived but the Doctor's trouble had caught up with them and left him for dead. He had no idea where he was or who was after them or even who had shot him.

Jack knew that they had been put into stasis. That much was easy to tell and he guessed that the Doctor and Honey had been taken. Getting to his feet Jack rubbed the quickly disappearing scab on his head. He walked slowly back towards the false TARDIS. He didn't touch it or try to open it but made his way around it, studying it from all angles.

Now he could see the differences. The windows were a little too small. The light on top covered in the wrong colour of glass. The plaque on the front doors only showed 5 words; FREE, PUBLIC and PULL TO OPEN. All of the smaller words in between were illegible. More of a black blur than any kind of text. Someone had tried very hard to make this as real as possible.

Looking up Jack noticed a small camera in the corner of the room.

"So someone was watching us. I wonder who."

Jack guess they couldn't be watching at that moment otherwise someone would have arrived to deal with him… again. He decided that his best bet would be to use this advantage he had and start looking for a way out of here. Once he got his bearings he would be able to teleport back inside and start looking for the Doctor and Honey.

Back out in the hallway Jack went left. At the end of the ill lit corridor he found a door leading to a stairwell. Looking up he discovered that the stairs lead to a blank and very solid wall. Going the other direction in the hall lead him to another dead end. He tried a few of the doors but they all seemed to lead to more small, concrete rooms with more doors that lead to more corridors. He found a storage room with a trap door in the centre. Shining a small light down revealed nothing but a deep pit and a length of rope lying at the bottom.

Jack tried to make his way back to the first hallway only to discover he was lost. Everything looked the same except for the odd room here and there with small distinguishing features. After going in circles for several minutes Jack stopped and sat down on a cot he'd found.

"I did not want to have to do this." He pulled up his sleeve and pressed a button on his wrist band. He reappeared back in the TARDIS room clutching his stomach and feeling like he'd been hit by a truck. And since he had been hit by a truck once, he knew the feeling well.

When he'd recovered he went back to the mysterious stairs for another look. The steps ended at the ceiling. At four steps up Jack's head was touching the roof. He examined the edges and saw that there were small cracks in the corners. He closed the door at the bottom and broke the light bulb hanging above him. His eyes adjusted to the light and he could see that there was a hint of light seeping through the cracks.

"A hidden staircase. Now how do we open it?"

Opening the door again for the light Jack set about searching the walls for a trigger of some kind to lift the secret door away. There was a grey box, like a fuse panel, above the door. Inside contained nothing but a few wires but that was all Jack needed. Plugging one wire into his wrist strap he fiddled for a second and…

"Voila!" Jack patted himself on the back as the roof lifted to reveal another door.

Out the door he was in a rather more comfortable hallway ending with double wooden doors. He heard the Doctor's voice behind them and put an eye to the space between the two doors.

Insides he could see a woman sitting against the far wall, the Doctor strapped to a chair and an older man leaning on a desk. From the shadows in the floor he could see that there were two people flanking the doors and guessed it was the men that had shot him.

He didn't stay to listen to the conversation. The Doctor could hold his own for a few minutes more. He turned and jogged down the hall heading towards the large, bright room he could see at the end. Half way there he heard someone call his name.

A door just behind him had a small window and at that window now was a face. A pretty, pert little face surrounded by dark blond curls.

"Well, hello again little lady." Swaggering over to the door he leaned on the wall and gave her a lascivious smirk.

"Jack, I promise we can flirt later just get me out of here."

He laughed and told her to back up. The lock on the door was a simple mechanical device that required a key. Had it been a magnetic lock or a computerized lock then Jack could have opened it silently and quickly. But ironically this basic little lock was the most difficult.

Honey backed away to the far wall and Jack threw himself with all his might against the door. All of Jack's might was much more than was required and the door flew free from its hinges and fell to the floor with a thud, Jack on top of it. He stood and dusted himself off.

"Knight in shining armour to the rescue."

Honey gave him a tight hug which he gladly returned "Boy am I glad to see you, Jack. You're not going to believe what's been going on around here."

"Not really sure how you know me but that's ok. And, yeah, I bet. Three Time Lords in one place at the same time. It's unheard of!"

Honey took at step back. "Three Time Lords? Question one; how do you know that Professor Hayden's a Time Lord? Number two; where is there a third Time Lord?"

Jack looked uncomfortable. "Well, number one is easy. I'm not sure who 'he' is yet but he's got a TARDIS and he knows how to use it. Two, I think we'll have to wait for the Doctor to explain."

"Oh no, don't think you're getting off that easily. I want to know what you meant because I've been piecing some things together and I've already got a pretty good idea."

There was the sound of a door opening down the hall and Jack and Honey froze where they stood. Footsteps approached and Jack flattened himself against the wall beside the empty door frame, ready to throw himself at who ever stepped through.

The steps were soft and clicking, not the heavy treading of a man in working shoes and Honey was not surprised when she saw who came into view.

"Verity. I think you know what you're in for. No bonds round these wrists now."

Verity held up her hands in a defensive gesture. "No, Honey, I can help. I saw what he had done to that man. I never knew he was like that. I've been lied to, just like you. Let me help you."

Honey didn't trust this woman but she still had Jack on her side and maybe she could use that to her advantage. She nodded at him and he stepped into Verity's view.

"Don't worry. He's not dead."

Verity went white as she realized who the ghost before her was. "But you died. I saw you with a hole in your head."

Jack shrugged. "I tend to get over those things pretty fast. Still willing to help now that you know I'm not dead?"

Verity nodded.

"Good. Because I have a plan.