From the Journal of Sarah Jane

1. Make a list of the gifts that you would give to other people, if money and power were no object.

[ooc: Individuals mentioned from a variety of different games/verses/what have you. Point is? They are all individuals on her friends list that Sarah has gifts in mind for.]

born_running: A trip about the galaxy, completely danger free and preferably with the Doctor and K-9 joining us.

callitavesper: What do you give the man who has given you something as precious as a daughter, a husband and a proper family? I wish I could give you everything your heart desired. In the end, I think the only gift I can give you is the promise that I will always, always be there for you. I love you. And, materialistically? It would most certainly be a framed photograph of our family.

clever_wanderer: I think a box of tissues might be appropriate, considering all the crying I seem to do around you. But any gift? I’d find some way to fix the TARDIS for you. I know you aren’t happy with the way she’s acting right now. I just… oh, I wish I could make everything right for you.

cocky_cockney: Men are From Mars, Women are From Venus. :D?

coffeekingianto: A pretty little China teapot and some Darjeeling tea. If that doesn’t convince you of tea’s value, I honestly don’t know what will.

eleventh_doctor: I think you need a bright pink teddy bear that says best mum. You certainly can be to Luke when you want to.

exiled_prof: Perhaps… oh, if I could give you anything? It might just be a child.

gethin_jones: An extra helmet for whenever he’s not alone on his bike.

hapan_heiress: A shopping spree at Hamley’s.

i_heart_winona: A weapon good enough to replace Wynonna.

izzie_mcphee: Most definitely a good pair of running shoes.

j_harkness11: I think I may just be willing to offer to babysit at some point so you and Ianto can enjoy some time alone.

londonsdaughter: A practical guide on how to travel with the Doctor, complete with illustrations on how to best thwack him when not listening. It’ll quite possibly be written by yours truly, if you don’t mind, Donna.

lost_a_hand: Not quite the best gift in the universe, but a banana milksahke and the promise to be the best companion I ever can from this point out. This time, I’m not giving you any reason to leave me behind.

lovetolongago: Another kiss. Or, if not, a trip for two to this new Earth we’ve found ourselves on.

ninewho: A silly Hawaiian shirt, the tackier the better. You need some sort of colour to brighten up your wardrobe.

not_on_her_own: I know the perfect gift for you, Maria: a leather bound journal so you can start some writings of your own.

not_tindog: A K-9 unit of your very own. Someone like you ought to have one.

notanarc: My prized typewriter. I need to give it up sometime, and I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather give it to than a fellow journalist and a wonderful friend.

queenofmay: It may be a children’s book, but I think it might give you some insight to what women of both the modern world and the past are quite capable of: Lives of Extraordinary Women. And another book, Literature of the Women’s Suffrage Campaign in England. I do hope you find both useful.

rude_not_ginger: I think that, perhaps, I would want to get you a kitten. I have very fond memories of rather enjoying my time with a kitten who had your personality, after all.

shot_my_shoes: Your own little yacht. Then, if you wanted, you could have your own travels to gloat about someday.

slasherofprices: If I could control such matters, it would be another chance at life and this time with me and Luke in the picture.

thecricketer: Would you fancy a new cricket set? I’d even be willing to throw in a game or two with you, if you promise to make the odds more interesting. Say, winner has to treat the other to trip of his or her choice?

thedoctorwho: A part of me wishes that I could give you my promise that I’ll never do anything to make you cross again, but I know that isn’t true. So it would have to be a photograph I took one day when you were lounging about Milliways. So that you remember that you can always visit me here.

toshtosh: One of the Doctor’s old sonic screwdrivers.

velvetdoc: Some silly gizmo that you could have fun playing with. I wouldn’t understand it at all, of course, but I’m certain you’d try to explain to me anyway.

walkineternity: I would work up the courage to give you the absolute and honest truth about how much I adore you.

works_in_space: Most certainly another trip to James’ London.

The door opens to a cozy attic neatly cluttered with many assorted nicknacks. Some of the objects are easily recognisable: books, photo frames, papers, etc. Others, though, are much more alien in origin.

Sarah Jane smiles warmly as she moves aside to let Simon through. Then, she shrugs slightly. "I don't typically have much company up here."