It's all AU.

Leaving the pub behind, the Doctor wandered out into the street, his hands in his pockets as he walked along, not entirely certain what (or perhaps who) he wanted to be looking for. If he wanted to be looking at all, and not just enjoying the time away from his companions and the decision that he knew he'd been contemplating when he went to ask Jack to travel with him again.

"Can't leave him out there all on his own for too long, anyway," he muttered. "I'll turn around and find he's taken over half a galaxy, just to prove he can."

Rowan had a lot to think about. Talking to Harold had. Hurt his head, hurt his soul. Made him hurt for the Doctor. For Harry even. But he'd liked talking to someone who loved the Doctor.

He'd gotten lost in thinking, wandering around town. Which was why he turned a corner and walked right into someone. "Oh bugger. Sorry! Sorry!"

Donna was, mostly, cranky, pouring back Bahama Mamas like water, collecting the little umbrellas in a corner.

( Spoilers up to 2x03 )

Jamie curled up on a sofa in the lounge, long legs bent at the knee and head tilted towards his chest. He heard someone's footsteps and peeked open one eye, looking up and saying hopefully, "Nap time?"