New Year’s day of the year 1900 was just the first in an endless series of milestones Jack knew he must pass before finally encountering the Doctor again. The Tarot girl had told him that meeting would not come about until the century had turned twice, and the road ahead of him seemed to stretch out interminably. A hundred years is an awfully long time when you can’t just skip over the boring bits.
Nevertheless, he didn’t have a choice. If he was to get the answers he needed, he’d have to wait, crossing off the years as they passed.