Yes. I'm updating again. Twice in one week. I feel proud of myself!

I am thrilled that some of you like that Rose is now a time lady. I know this plot development isn't a good idea for some of you but I like it so budge over. :P I do suggest you continue reading though. I have a twist coming later that blew up my brain when I thought of it but it will be a long way off. Okay, it's not that good, but I still felt a bit clever. A little clever. Cleverish? Don't look at me like that. Just read.

I'm in a daze as Rose is taken into a medical room. Mickey calls Pete immediately knowing that I'm in no shape to make the call myself. He comes in a hurry and oversees Rose's care personally. I hear Mickey explaining the regeneration sickness from that long ago Christmas and that it was tea that helped. Jackie's tea. I swear I heard Pete groan. Who wants to tell Jackie? No one. That's who.

Jake insists that I get checked. Minus some bumps and bruises and a gash on my left arm I'm completely fine. They worried over the gash but there's no poison in the wound so I tell them to shove off. The daze doesn't leave me. I have no idea what to think. So I don't. I drift through the motions as I send a report to Pete's office. I drift through the motions as I head back to the flat.

I head to the roof. Even though I'm exhausted I can't sleep. So I sit and stare at the sky. I count the stars. It's easy to see that there are so many less than before. Eight. I only count eight. We're running out of time. The first light of morning begins to tint the horizon and I remember to count the sun. Nine. Nine stars left.

A breeze comes over me and I shiver. And then there's something warm surrounding me. I jump and look to see that Danny is behind me, setting his coat on my shoulders. I smirk at myself. So many parallels. How could I forget this one?

"You alright?"

"I'm always alright."

Yeah. We all know what that means. Doctor, what in the universe have you taught me?

"No you're not."

I look at Danny then. His orange-red hair looks even brighter in this light. He's dead serious and his eyes hold pity. I hate it.

"Not like it's any of your business Daniel Mott!"

"Now listen here girly. It is my business. Mr. Tyler pays me to make it my business. I look after Miss Rose, and I look after you. It's my job."

"I never asked it to be."

His anger fades.

"No. Neither did I. Do think I knew what I was signing up for when I agreed to be the chaperone/bodyguard of Rose Tyler? I thought it was going to be paparazzi and shopping trips. But no. It's aliens and weapons training. And I've loved every second. I used to feel useless. But this makes me feel important."

We're both looking at the brightening skyline now. He continues.

"I was weary of you at first. I didn't know if I could trust you. Months and months. But you know what?"

I sigh.

"What?"

"You knew my grandad."

I look at him, surprised. Boxing Day. Rose and I had gone over to Danny's for Boxing Day. Sylvia made dinner and was as charming as ever. I didn't like her. She wasn't Noble anymore. Her husband left her and she left the name Noble behind. Daniel was born with the name Mott.

As soon as I realized that Daniel was the Donna of this universe I had to know if Wilf was here too. So I headed outside to the hill. And there he was. He was so perfect I wanted to cry.

"Orion is missing now you know. It's those aliens, I know it! You'll see one day Jane. There is other life out there. Great big universe, it isn't just us."

I focus back on the present.

"What makes you say that?"

He shrugs.

"Because you did. You do. You know all of us. You knew Miss Rose, Mickey, and Mr. Tyler. You knew Ms. Jackie and Jake. You knew my grandad. And after that, you seemed to know me too."

I look away. I can't deny it. I haven't ever denied that much. But I can't tell him the same lie. He'll see it as a lie.

"Donna."

My eyes widen and I stare at him.

"W-what?"

"Donna. If I was a girl, mum would have named me Donna. But you know that. You wrote that."

He says the last part so quietly it takes me a moment to process it.

"You Read my JOURNAL!"

He puts his hands up in defense.

"I never touched it!"

"But..."

"It was open to a page on the back seat."

I gape at him.

"A couple of weeks ago. It was open on the back seat. I didn't mean to see. But that name was there. Donna Noble. And other things in there. Chiswick, and spiders. You know I helped Rose and Torchwood with the Racnoss here? You fit so much on those two pages."

I look at him in horror. If he read those two pages he must have seen the title...

"Season 3, episode 1."

I get up and back away from him.

"No one was ever meant to read that."

"I'm not angry Jane. Come on sit down."

I don't want to, but my legs are shaking from disuse.

"You shouldn't have read it Danny."

"Probably not. I've debated a lot with myself over it. But you know, I'm not really shocked by it."

"How could you not be?"

"Because it explains everything."

He takes a deep breath.

"The things you say, and how you react. You walk around like the world around you shouldn't exist, because to you, it shouldn't. And I was a bit angry. But I realized, what's the point? It's not like you chose this. That's clear as day. It's not like you've used your knowledge to exploit us. You kept your past a secret to spare us pain. And you've lived in a fictional world for a year without killing yourself. I don't hate you. I respect you."

"Respect me?"

"If I were in your situation I wouldn't have lasted a week. Maybe not even a day. Yet here you are. Living a life. You're brilliant!"

I laugh. A real laugh. It's just so absurd.

"What?"

I laugh a little harder.

"What?"

I calm myself as best I can.

"Nothing it's just...it's kind of a relief that someone knows."

I smile.

"And it's just funny. Here we are, on a rooftop, but I'm wearing your jacket and you're telling me I'm brilliant. It's not exact but hey, close enough!"

"Close enough to what?"

"To the Doctor and Donna."

He pulls a face that seems to just say 'figures.' We sit in silence for a bit before i break it again.

"Rose changed today. She's not human anymore."

He looks confused but he holds back his curiosity for my sake, and I kind of love him for it.

"That surprises you?"

"Yeah. It didn't happen before. Things would have ended differently. I know Rose too well at this point to think that she would just let what happened, happen if she wasn't human. Actually, Jackie would have thrown a fit now that I think about it."

I can just see Jackie slapping the Doctor on the beach and yelling at him for turning her daughter into an alien and then abandoning her. I shudder at the thought.

"I was going to let it happen. I was going to let the story unfold like it should. But now...everything's changing. I don't know if I can bare it, the end."

"So change it."

I cock my head at him.

"You said it yourself. Everything's changing. Were you in the story before?"

"No. I-I don't think so."

"Well, there you go. This isn't the story you know. Who says it has to end the way you remember it. Change it."

It's simple. So very simple that I can't believe I didn't see it. Well, yeah I can. I've been so focused on keeping to what I thought had to happen instead of working toward what needs to happen. This isn't just a story. It's my story. And I'm going to make it a good one. With a happy ending.

I don't know exactly what I'm going to do to get there, but I know how it ends. Rose and the Doctor are happy together as time lords, forever. Donna Noble continues to be brilliant. I have no idea what will happen with the meta crisis. Or with me. But I'll cross those bridges when I get to them. Right now, I've got a mission to get back too.

I get up and I take off Danny's jacket I hand it to him and lean forward to kiss his cheek.

"You're a genius Daniel Mott. Thank you."

We grin at each other.

"Of course I'm a genius! I could have told you that ages ago."

I rush away laughing.

"Oh shut it!"

His voice follows me down the stairs.

"You shut it! And you're welcome!"