It's all AU.

Carried on immediately from here, still in the Master's office building:

Walking out of the lift to the lobby he saw the cameras turn on him. Flipping them the bird, and blowing them an exaggerated kiss, he turned and walked out into the evening air a free man. He couldn't resist a swagger as he walked. He headed towards town, towards the hotel, exhausted but alert, looking out for the Master at every turn.

Feeling restless and a bit guilty for his recent laziness, Lane had changed into track pants and a t-shirt for a run. It was good to feel the pound of the pavement beneath his running shoes, feel the air in his lungs as he worked his way through the empty streets.

The lack of moving obstacles had lulled him into a false sense of security - so when he turned at the corner of a low brick building and came face-to-face with someone, his only option was to shift right and hope they stayed on their predetermined course.

But Lane misjudged and he stumbled, his momentum sending him glancing off the someone and into an undignified sprawl on the sidewalk.