It's all AU.

After talking with Jack, Corwen had set about finding somewhere to stay. Walking slightly out from town, she'd come across a small house in a clearing in the woods. Experimenting a bit with it's contents, she'd finally got it in a state where she felt safe and secure. It was nice to be able to flex her psychic muscles without worrying unduly what people would think. 

When she was happy with it, she strode out into the early evening, and headed towards town. She walked by the hotel, and found a small cafe that was open. She'd just ordered some sandwiches, and a coffee from the server, when she looked up to see someone looking over at her. "Hi, I'm Corwen," she offered, smiling at the stranger.

The Master was feeling rather at peace with himself and the world. It wasn't a feeling he was very used to these days and he was making the most of it, wandering along beside the lake, on the other side to where he normally went, enjoying the sunshine (or what passed for it) and the sound of the wind in the trees, water lapping at the shore, and, well. Being thoroughly sentimental.

When he heard footsteps coming in the other direction, he didn't even tense up. He greeted Jack with a happy smile. "Good afternoon, Captain! Lovely day, isn't it?"

Lucy was trying on clothes in one of the several designer stores the town now sported. She'd spotted Captain John Hart from a distance the other day and that had reminded her that they'd planned to have dinner some time. So she was looking for something new to wear when she went knocking on John's door.

Unfortunately, she was feeling conflicted about what to choose. She was in the dressing room modelling a satiny little black dress when she heard someone else come into the store. Perhaps they could help her make up her mind.

She went to the door and leaned round it. "Excuse me," she said to the blonde who'd come into the shop. "I don't suppose I could ask your advice for a moment?"

Jamie woke up with his face buried against the back of John's neck, arms around him and basically locked on to the other man like the jaws of life. He groaned, grumbling as he woke.