Jane’s POV
I was running around the controls of my TARDIS, trying to stop him from rattling about. An alarm went off, signalling that I was running low on fuel. I was suddenly thrown into the time vortex. A sudden dong noise indicated that we had landed. I checked the screen as the chameleon circuit went to work. Cardiff, Wales. My TARDIS was sitting atop a rift in time and space, soaking up the radiation.
I’ve got a while til he is completely full. May as well explore. I thought to myself, as I grabbed my fez, and walked out the doors.
I turned around to see a blue 1960s Police Public Call Box. I facepalmed.
“PRIMUS! Are you trying to kill me or something hun?” I whispered.
“JANE IS THAT YOU?” a familiar voice called.
“DIPSHIT! IT’S BEEN AGES!”
The smile left his face.
“I thought you had forgotten about that.”
“Never. Considering its only been about a week for me. How has it been for you guys?”
“What are you talking about? It’s been a month, Jane.” He stared at me like I was crazy.
“Wibbly wobbly, timey wimey.” I grinned, saying my best friend’s saying.
“Whatever. You want to come into the hub?”
“The hub?”
“Our base of operations. I was just about to start for the day.”
“And you do what? Make stupid remarks all day?” I asked, as we started walking towards the hub entrance.
“No. I am actually the medic.”
I turned my head to look at him, very seriously.
“Do you throw wrenches at people?”
“What?” he asked me, a shocked look on his face, as we entered the information centre.
“You should of seen your face Owen!” I cackled, as the secret door that is now not so secret opened.
“OWEN! YOU DON’T BRING YOUR GIRLFRIENDS TO WORK!” Jack yelled.
“THAT’S DISGUSTING! I WONT EVER BE SIR DIPSHITS GIRLFRIEND!” I yelled back.
“JANE IS THAT YOU?” Jack called back.
“NO IT’S FUCKING VOLDEMORT!”
“Nice to see you again Jane,” Toshiko said as she walked past me. Oh Hey! Sir Dipshit has disappeared.
“Nice to see you too Toshiko,” I replied.
“Why don’t you call her Tosh like the rest of us?”
Ahhh. Sir Dipshit has returned.
“Unless she has a problem with me calling her Toshiko, then I refuse to call her Tosh.”
“And I don’t have a problem with it, Owen.” Toshiko said.
I smiled at him, with a ‘I told you’ so look on my face.
“Well I have a problem with you calling me Sir Dipshit.”
“Oh. I’m so sorry Dipshit!” I exclaimed.
“Never mind,” Owen grumbled as he walked off.
“Its great to see you again Jane,” Ianto said.
“Brilliant to see you too Ianto.”
“Jane! It’s been a while,” Jack said as he walked down the stairs from his office.
