We have returned back to Amy and Rory's house. They are sat at the table on their laptop. The pair are attempting to find available flights to Egypt for their holiday they hoped they could go on. Rory types whilst Amy is on her phone. We do not see what the screen of the laptop has to say.
Rory:
Great. They're all booked up.
Amy:
Well, we don't have to take a flight directly to Egypt!
Rory:
Amy, there aren't any available flights I can find.
Amy:
Well keep trying!
They huff and sigh. Amy keeps trying to ring the Doctor, but no one is picking up.
Oh, come on, Doctor! Pick up!
Rory:
Let him have his fun with his TARDIS. He'll find his way back... eventually.
Amy:
I am not even kidding Rory, but this is the worst holiday we have ever had.
The doorbell rings at the front entrance.
Rory:
I'll get it.
Once he reaches the door, he opens to the surprising revelation of...
River:
Hello, Sweetie!
Rory is speechless. His mouth is left dropped, and Rory confused. Amy calls out from inside.
Amy:
Rory! Who is it?
She herself arrives at the front door. Amy is surprised and is left to look at the unexpected arrival.
Hi.
They are left looking at each other at this peculiar meeting.
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Doctor Who: The Mystery Of Time
FanfictionIt's time for a holiday for the Doctor and his companions. With the guaranteed journey to the Egyptians, the TARDIS is unable to arrive for some strange reason. She is beginning to play up. Something is wrong. Instead, the TARDIS dumps the Doctor on...
