It's all AU.

Even Jack eventually accepted that he wasn't going to be going home any time soon. It had happened on Edora and now it had happened here. He'd taken a room in the hotel, gotten some civilian clothing. That didn't mean he was going around completely unarmed of course, or that he'd stopped opening doors in the hope that behind one was the wormhole home.

He'd been exploring the city and had gone down an alley only to find what seemed to be an out-of-place police hone box.

"One door is as good as another," he muttered. He reached out and grabbed the handle but the door wouldn't budge. "Oh for Christ's sake," he said, rattling it. "What good is police box if you can't get in?"

The Doctor felt a lot better after... what had happened with the Master. Calmer and as if he'd let go of something he'd held onto for a hell of a long time.

He wandered about the park, breathing in the cool air of the morning and sighed contentedly.