It's all AU.

The Master was bored, and looking in shop windows. Hmm, electronics components. Might be some potential for distraction there.

John had woken up in Jamie's room, well their room, wrapped up in strong arms and sheets. 

He was walking through the lobby when he spotted Lucy. He waved over at her, smiling broadly.

Somehow, Rose had convinced him to seek out the Professor. He wasn't sure how, but he was sourly convinced that the Master who was actually involved with her was in for rather a shock once he realised how firmly she was going to wrap him round her little finger.

He headed for the hotel lobby and got himself a pot of tea. Everyone came through the lobby eventually. He sat down to wait.

Jamie hadn't, quite, expected to end up here. But he had last time he'd died so he didn't know why he didn't.

He'd gotten a shower, washed his own blood off of his undamaged body, changed into new clothes, then went to look to see if he could find someone he recognized. For all that he'd been here before (now he remembered), met people who'd left and returned, he'd expected the same amount of time to have passed here as at home.

So he sat down at the table with the Doctor, cocking his head to the side, "Hello then."