AN: This story is essentially a re-write of JE because I didn't like the ending (too sad!). So I'm making up my own! Mwahahahaha... I know that there has been countless JE fics, and I'm just adding my own to the mix.

Do I really need to say that I don't own Doctor Who, because I don't. Seriously. I have never owned it and unless I come into a LOT of money in the near future, and the BBC is suddenly up for sale then it will stay that way. So don't get any ideas...;)

The story picks off about 12 mintues into JE, just after the TARDIS is brought onto the crucible. I think you'll work it out...

Donna paused before the doors of the TARDIS, her hands outsretched to follow the Doctor, Rose and Jack.

"Donna! It's no safer in there..." came the Doctor's call from outside of the TARDIS.

There it was again...That strange heartbeat...Donna could feel it inside her head, inside her body, as if someone had left an unsually loud soundspeaker next to her ears. Her entire body felt every beat as if it was her own. She turned back towards the console; it seemed to be coming from inside the TARDIS...

Suddenly the TARDIS doors shut.

"Doctor! What have you done!?" Cried Donna, her hands banging on the doors.

"It wasn't me! I didn't do anything..."

"Oi! OI! I'm not staying behind!"

Donna continued to slam her fists against the door, as she listened to the Doctor and the Supreme Dalek bicker. Then suddenly, the TARDIS lurched, throwing Donna far from the doors.

"DOCTOR!" she screamed.

Clinging for dear life on the railing, she slowly tried to get up closer to the console, screaming all the way. Suddenly, glass was flying all around her; the TARDIS was on fire. Donna could barely see, the fire was blinding her and she continued to be rocked around. Bits of the console were exploading in front of her, the smoke was everywhere; she couldn't breathe...

There is was again...That sound...Everything fell silent as the heartbeat surrounded Donna, she could hear nothing else except it...

Donna's eyes fell to the hand, the Doctor's hand. It was glowing...

She reached out her hand towards it...a brillant golden glow started to surround her...it encompassed her...but it didn't stop there...

The energy suddenly spiked as a section of the console blew, and Donna fell backwards, out of the glow. When she opened her eyes again, the hand was sitting there, but instead the glow was seeping 

into the TARDIS, the part that blew. Donna watched, her eyes wide open in shock as the glow went from the hand and into the console, down into depths she never realised existed. She stared at the beautiful glow; it hummed as the hand's energy was absorbed into it.

Suddenly the TARDIS lurched once again, sending Donna flying. Her hand caught a railing to prevent herself from falling too far.

This was it...after all this time, she was going to die. She had survived so much; the Adipose, the Vashta Nerada, they all seemed like long lost stories. The TARDIS was exploading, it rocked her about like a paper plane caught in a hurricane.

Then all was still. Donna opened her eyes, and unglued herself from the railings. She was still alive... The fires has disappeared, and the smoke was slowly floating away. The console was no longer exploading.

"What the..."

Donna slowly got to her feet, unsure of what just happened. She slowly walked over to the console, silently debating which buttons to try and press to see if they worked or not.

Suddenly the doors of the TARDIS swung open, and Donna twirled on the spot and her eyes widened even further they already were.

"Now, seriously, would you cut it out!? I'm old enough to..."

Donna had to blink twice. For a second she thought that Rose had walked back in. It was a young girl, no older than seventeen, had just walked right into the TARDIS. She wore tight blue jeans with long brown boots. A light green shirt could been seen underneath a leather bomber jacket and a long white scarf. Her wavy blonde hair was long, stopping midway down her back. She froze when she caught sight of Donna. Her brown eyes rolled past Donna, and to the rest of the TARDIS, which was still smoking slightly.

"Who are you?" Demanded Donna.

Donna stared at the strange intruder. Where on earth did she come from? The girl's eyes then locked with Donna's, as both women stared at eachother for a second. Then the blonde girl then backed down the ramp, her hands feeling for the TARDIS doors. She opened them, turned around to take a good look outside, then spun back to Donna and shut the doors. She blinked several times and shook her head in disbelief.

"No...WAY."

"Who are you?" Repeated Donna.

The girl's deep brown eyes suddenly lit up, and she stared at Donna.

"Donna Noble?" She asked meekly, her eyes suddenly nervous.

"How do you know my name?"

"Oh boy." Groaned the girl, running her hands through her hair in a way that reminded Donna distinctly of the Doctor's 'I know what's going on, but I really hope I'm wrong' look.

She sighed deeply and walked up to the console, where Donna stood staring.

"Were you just on board the Dalek crucible?" She asked, her eyes searching Donna's.

Donna narrowed her eyes and took a step backwards.

"Who are you?" She repeated, only much quieter this time.

The girl nodded slowly, taking Donna's answer as a yes. She then twirled on the spot, throwing her jacket and scarf over the organic columns of the TARDIS in a manner that was casual, almost like she did this everyday. Yet again, Donna found herself being reminded of similar behaviour adopted by the Doctor. The girl then turned to the console, pulled out an elastic from her jeans and twirled her hair up into a loose pony tail.

"You still haven't told me who you are!" Called Donna, her voice much louder than before.

"Give me a second Donna..." Replyed the girl, her voice trailing off as she scanned the console, examinging each individual button, knob and lever.

She flexed her fingers, as if she was preparing for a piano recital, but instead she started to jump around the console, pulling at several levers at the same time, and pushing several buttons.

"Don't give me a second Donna," retorted Donna, her spark firing up again. "One second, the TARDIS is exploading, the next you walk in and make yourself at home! Oi! Are you even listening to me!?"

The girl glanced up from her work at Donna and grinned.

"I knew I'd like you."