An hour had come and gone. Then two, two and a half, three... I didn't want to wait any longer. It was early, and though Pompeii was going to erupt any minute now, I wanted to explore.

I walked around the area, searching for any sign of the mysterious blue box. Donna and Mr. Smith should have come back. What Time Agent wouldn't want to get their greedy hands on a Chula Warship?

Taking my time, I walked for several miles until I actually found the blue box. "This is it!" I thought to myself. "I could actually find out what kind of technology the Time Agency is developing!"

I touched its exterior and laughed! "This was made of wood!" I thought, "What were they playing at? It should be easy enough to open."

I adjusted controls on my watch and aimed a beam at the keyhole.

"Must be deadlock sealed." I thought. I took out a small sonic gun from my back pocket. Twisting a dial to setting 12153, I aimed a sonic beam at the door. Again nothing happened. I tried several other settings, but there was no result. What was I supposed to do? Would anything work.

I was about to attempt blasting the lock door with a harsher beam, (which happens to come in different shapes, though it really drains the battery,) when I saw two people walking, heading towards me and the blue box.

One had a brown suit. The other had red hair. A distance behind them there was a massive exposion, as Pompeii erupted. We all turned to look at it continually spurting out lava. Mr. Smith and Donna eventually turned again towards me and their ship, and started walking again.

I nodded at them as a greeting. Suddenly, Mr. Smith cracked a grin.

"Jack!" he called, as if addressing an old friend.

"That's me!" I shouted back, "You must be Mr. Smith! I'm Captain Jack Harkness. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Mr. Smith looked slightly confused, but Donna turned to him. "He says he wanted to sell us, being Time Agents and all, a Chula Warship," I heard her say, "But that Pompeii was gonna destroy it. I guess it already has, hasn't it?"

Mr. Smith nodded and laughed.

"I wanted to make an offer to a Time Agent, which would be you, but now it's too late." I told him. "Where were you? I was waiting for you to make an offer!"

"Sorry, Jack," Mr. Smith said, "We were trying to defeat evil aliens intent on destroying everything."

I nodded, confused.

"Well, sorry to cut things short," said Mr. Smith, "But we have to go, you see we're a bit pressed for time. I mean, we do have a time machine and all, but we should be going. We have a family that we need to check up on in the near future. I hope to see you again."

Mr. Smith was very strange, I decided. Whatever type of Time Agent he was, he was certainly not too bad. I nodded to him and smiled.

"See you 'round. Mr. Smith, Donna."

I left soon after they did.

My ship was unharmed from the explosion.