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Megan's POV

A flash of light and I appeared. I landed on my feet, but fell to the ground when I tried to stay upright. That was rough. What the hell happened? I looked round at my surroundings and found myself in what could only be described as a dark alleyway. Wait dark? Since when was it night? There was light at the end of the opening and I followed it. I spotted a nearby road sign.

Ok, um Cardiff? Why the hell was I in Cardiff? And how did I get here? It was obviously something to do with this big yellow button. I took it off and put it into the small rucksack I had bought with me. Wearing that thing round Cardiff would make me stick out like a sore thumb. Not exactly this seasons latest fashion accessory.

I needed to phone someone. I couldn't exactly phone my dad. Oh, hi dad, I tried to go looking for mum but somehow ended up in Cardiff. That would go down a storm.

Although, saying that I did once overhear my dad going on about some space-time rift thing that was in the centre of Cardiff. Maybe that had something to do with… something? I was at a loss. What was I going to do?

I looked around helplessly. I had to call my dad. It was the only thing I could do. I took out my phone and punched in the number. I put the phone to my ear but nothing happened. I looked back down at the display. It had gone completely blank. What the hell? Fact lot of good that is. Ok, now, I was completely lost.

I spotted a small café on the opposite side of the road and made my way over to it. I had some small change in my rucksack and bought myself a cup of tea. I sat at a table and contemplated what the hell I was going to do.

Jack Harkness sat alone in the Torchwood Hub, with nothing to do. His team had gone home for the night, even Ianto, and he was completely bored. He sat at his desk, looking at his computer, willing something to happen. Anything. Suddenly, his wish came true. Something had come through the rift.

A blinding flash of light, just a few streets away, and a girl, probably about age 15, maybe 16, appeared. She fell to the floor. She appeared to be ok, still conscious, but confused and lost. She got up and started looking around.

Jack became suspicious. Things rarely just appeared like that, out of nowhere through the rift, especially teenage girls. Strange. He decided to investigate. He saw the girl disappear into the café not far away, so he decided to follow her.

When he arrived at the café, he spotted the girl sitting at a table with a cup of tea, staring out of the window, looking like a small, lost puppy. She looked up as he approached. Her lost expression turned into one of complete shock.

"Jack?" she gasped.

Megan's POV

"Do I know you?" Jack stared back helplessly.

"I… " How can this be? How can Jack Harkness be standing there, right in front of me? I knew he was a friend of my parents. But they told me he was dead.

"Who are you?" Jack asked.

"I was told you were dead"

At that Jack stared at me, startled. He sat down at the chair opposite to me.

"Who told you that?" he asked.

"Well right now I'm more concerned that I'm talking to a dead man to be honest" I quipped.

"I can assure you I'm not dead" he smiled, despite himself.

"Clearly." I didn't know what to do.

"So who are you and how do you know me?"

I though back to that very moment, when I found out about my parent's friend, Captain Jack Harkness.

I was 10 years old. December 20th. I had decided to search for my Christmas presents. My parents always hid them in the same place, on top of their wardrobe, but this year they had obviously found a new hiding place. That's why I could be found under their bed with a torch, scrabbling about for signs of gift-wrapped boxes.

That's when I came across a dusty cardboard shoe box. It was labelled "The Doctor and Rose" I came out from under the bed, opened the box and started curiously looking at pictures of people and places. There was also a key. What was this stuff?

I was just starting to put all the stuff back into the box, when my parents walked in. I immediately started making excuse after excuse as to why I was in their room snooping through their stuff, when I noticed the look on their faces. I knew I had done wrong. Very wrong. I started to cry.

It was my dad who came over to me first. He pulled me up onto the bed and put his arm around me.

"What are you doing in here?" he asked softly.

"I was looking for my Christmas presents" I said, choking back sobs, "I didn't mean to find this stuff" tears poured down my cheeks.

"Do you want to know who these people in the pictures are?" he asked me.

I could see my mum look at him sternly, as if to try and stop him. But he carried on.

He pointed to a picture of a brown haired woman and himself. "That's me and our friend, Sarah Jane" he said.

"Who's she?" I asked, calming down.

"A friend of me and your mum's. She helped us a lot"

"Where is she now, I've never seen her" Dad looked to mum.

"She lives in France sweetheart" he said.

"Who's that?" I asked, pointing to a picture of him, a coloured woman and a ginger woman.

"That's Martha and Donna" he said, his voice thick with emotion.

"Where are they?" I asked curiously. I had never heard of any of these people before.

"They live far away," he said.

There was one more person in the pictures who I didn't know.

"Who's that?" I asked, pointing to a man in a long coat.

"That's Jack Harkness" he replied. "Your brother is named after him.

"Where is he?" I asked.

"He died"

"My name's Megan. Megan Tyler. I think you know my parents…" I started.