“God it’s so hot” Donna complained as she followed the Doctor and Zina.
“You could have gotten changed at the TARDIS” the Doctor smirked, fiddling with wires as he walked. Zina walked silently beside him, carrying the sonic screwdriver like he’d asked her to. She had just been inside the TARDIS and was still in some sort of confused trance. As the Doctor and Donna had expected, she’d walked in and gasped ‘It’s bigger on the inside’ to which they’d both beamed. Now, she was just in shock.
“Well, I didn’t want to get changed, I was too interested in what you were doing..” Donna sighed. Why did the Doctor never seem cold, or hot, no matter where they landed? On the Oodsphere, she’d been there, full duffel coat, complete with fur rimmed hood. He’d been there in his suit, seeming unaffected by the weather. Lucky git.
“Speaking of which…” Donna sped up a little until she was walking level with the Doctor and Zina “What WERE you doing?”
“I was.. fiddling”
“Another technical term? Do you even know what these aliens are?”
“Another round of questions?” The Doctor looked amused. Sometimes he DID love winding Donna up. Though, when she looked as though she was about to punch him in the face, he knew it was time to stop. “Yes, I know what they are.. They’re jewel thieves”

At 1pm, the whistle blew, and each of the miners walked, single file, towards the lunch room. It wasn’t exactly a “lunch room”, merely rows of wooden benches at which they could eat their packed lunches before the afternoon shift began. Frederick stood in the entrance to the mine, looking through the buckets given to him by the workers, finding nothing. He was sure of it, there was nothing left to find, and the companies who owned the mine were searching for things which no longer existed. He sighed, emptying the last bucket of dirt onto the floor. He was definitely quitting tonight.

“Jewel thieves?” Donna glanced at the Doctor with her eyebrow raised, “What do you mean Jewel Thieves?”
“You know.. Thieves who steal jewels”
“Yeah, thanks, I got that” Donna rolled her eyes, glancing briefly at Zina before looking back at the Doctor. “But.. what are they doing here?”
“Zina..” the Doctor looked at the young girl, his eyes wide in that way they got when he finally realised something. “What date is it?”
“It’s January 26th”
“What year?”
“1905″ Zina smiled softly “Why?”
The Doctor frowned, repeating “January 26th, 1905″ a few times before exclaiming “YES! That’s it!”
“What?” Donna looked at him, a puzzled expression upon her face “What’s January 26th 1905?”
“It’s the day the Star of Africa was discovered.” The Doctor told them both, “And they’ve come to take it.”