I'm afraid this is anticlimactic. I was writing and it descended into crack so...I might post it separately. If I do, it will be under "Jane Ryder's Detour" or something. It's just one of those things where you laugh because it's stupid. This is a rewritten version of the chapter. I'm anxious to move this story along so the individual jumps are going to get complied. If any of you feel like writing Jane's jumps, feel free. Just let me know so I can read them. Anyway, carry on.

"You can't be serious!"

In front of me there seems to be a well choreographed flash mob to 'Another one bites the dust.' It's like a bad '80s musical set in the '60s.

I make my way through, and ask questions. Just to make sure that the Doctor isn't here. He's not. I'm very thankful for that. What I'm not thankful for is having to come here in the first place.

I like musicals as much as the next guy but I would never want to be in one. And I definitely wouldn't want to live in one. Who in their right mind would choose to live in a world where people are actually expected to break into random song and dance? Complete with backup singers? And special effects? No. Just...no.

When I do finally make it out of that world and give a brief report to Mickey, he just makes it worse by laughing. My only comfort is picturing him in my place. I'm actually tempted to go back. Jus so I could drag him along and watch him being uncomfortable. It would be hilarious. Mickey Smith, defender of the Earth, resorted to high school musical choir boy. Yeah. Id pay to see that.

With that adventure, I'm nervous for the next jump for entirely different reasons. But my fears are unfounded. It's a little more normal. If you can call people with backward heads normal.

I loose track of the jumps. World after world I just keep going with barely a break. Easier that way. I need to run. I'm exhausted but I can't afford to stop. I need to end this, once and for all.

Everywhere I go, I ask my questions. And I usually end up running for my life. But I can deal with that I think.

And then I find myself standing on a street in what I recognise as good old London. There's Christmas decorations everywhere and I automatically go on high alert. The sun is just coming up and it's beautiful. But the streets are empty. Why?

I pick up a newspaper on the ground and see the date. I'm assuming it's today's date but...who knows. December 25th, 2007. Why is that important.

I hear a loud boom over my head and when I look up my eyes widen so much they hurt. I follow the enormous ship to see just in time as it swoops up and over Buckingham palace. That's when I start laughing.

This has got to be the right universe. I jump back to Pete's world.

"I think we found it!"

"Are you sure?!"

"Yeah Mickey I'm sure. But I have to check. Use the key. Send me back to the same universe but use the key to lock my coordinates."

I pause for a moment to think about what I just said. It kind of sounded like I knew what I was saying. I sort of do but really, that makes no sense. At all.

"Right! Locking you on now. This should get you closer to the TARDIS."

"On my mark. Three, two, one. Spike!"

When I land again, I'm in a more open area. I spin around, my eyes searching.

And then I see it. I see her. I run as fast as I can and stop just before running into her. She's beautiful. All box-y and blue. Bluer than I ever thought.

I reach out tentatively and stroke the wood. I can feel a slight vibration come from it. Does that mean she knows me somehow or is it a warning? I don't speak TARDIS, but it does feel more friendly than threatening.

"Hello Sexy."

Another vibration.

"Just thought I'd come say hi and give you a heads up. Rose is coming. The Bad Wolf is returning. But something else is too. I can't tell you. It isn't time yet. But I promise that I'm working on it."

The next vibration almost feels like a mixture of comfort and approval. I smile.

"Thanks old girl. Try to keep him out of doing something too stupid yeah?"

I turn to leave but then remember something.

"Oh! Try to get him to look into Adipose Industries. It's important. I'm sure you would have thought of it on your own but, yeah. Adipose. Have him investigate. It's gonna be wizard. I'll catch you later."

I wink at her and the little light on top flashes briefly. I feel like the grin on my face is going to split my head open but I can't help it. The TARDIS rather likes me I think. Any Whovian would be giddy about that!

I jump back. Still grinning like an idiot.

"I take it by the look on your face that we've done it?"

I look at Mickey's hopeful expression. I can't speak. I just nod and we laugh and he swoops me into a big hug.

"You got to tell Pete."

"Yeah."

I place the call.

"Mr. Tyler. It's me. We've done it. We have the right universe. We can start narrowing to the Doctor."

My grin gets impossibly wider as he replies.

"Fantastic!"

I close the call and turn back to Mickey.

"Rose is awake!"

Without another word, we run out of the room.

Rose is sitting up when we come in. She sees us and smiles until she notices how beat up I look. My face is dirty and my jeans are ripped and the bandage on my arm in bled through but I don't care.

"Jane! What...?"

"I'm fine! Listen! We did it. We have the right universe. At least I think so. The TARDIS was there. Oh she was beautiful Rose! I don't think I've ever seen anything that gorgeous."

"Whoa slow down. You found it?"

Mickey and I nod in unison. Rose lets out a sigh and lays back with her eyes closed. When she opens them again I can see the spark of life flashing in them.

"And the Doctor?"

"He wasn't there. But even if he was, it's too early in his timeline. We're going to have to go a bit further. But we are so close Rose. So close."

"Then what are we waiting for?"

She's moves to get up and sways a bit on her feet before Mickey sits her down again.

"Whoa. Careful babe. You've been through a lot. Ya better take it slow."

"We don't have time to take it slow."

"Well you better make time. From what your father tells me you're possibly a lord of it now."

Jackie Tyler swoops in like a hurricane.

"And don't think you're off the hook for that Jane."

I try to fold in on myself. There's no doubt in mind that Jackie is gonna give me what for. I'm not looking forward to it.

"Right. I'm just gonna..."

"No you don't Mickey Smith. You're as much at fault as Jane is. Letting my daughter jump into who knows what kind of danger. As I understand it, you two got my daughter killed. My husband will be on the couch for the foreseeable future so don't think that you two are out of the dog house."

She pauses or a breath but before he can continue making Mickey and me wince, Rose interrupts her.

"That's enough mum. It needed to be done, and if Jane hadn't been there I may very well have died. She got me out."

"Oh sweetheart. I was so worried. I didn't know if you were going to wake up. Well, you're comin home with me."

"Mum..."

"No. Just take tomorrow off Rose. If you're feeling up to it after that then I know I can't stop you. All I'm asking is that you rest for one day."

She looks at me helplessly and Mickey won't meet her eyes.

"You can afford to take off one day Rose."

The look of betrayal on her face almost makes me regret my decision to side with Jackie. But the look of gratitude and victory on Jackie's face change my mind. I'm more scared of her then I am of Rose. At least she will forgive me.

"Well Jane has I come too."

I hope.