Yay! A story finally! This was inspired from Once Upon a Time and Doctor Who withdrawals. Seriously, I'm going crazy waiting for season premieres.

My first fanfic in like... Forever, so don't judge too harshly...

Anyway, I thought it'd be funny to see what would happen if the Doctor were to ever visit the Enchanted Forest. Plus, Amy and Rory getting stuck in Storybrooke... It wouldn't be a Who story without wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey... stuff. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who, Once Upon a Time, or any of it's other affiliates.

Prologue: TARDIS Malfunction

It was like any other day (actually, calmer than most days) inside the TARDIS. The Doctor was at the command module of his beloved space ship. He was re-routing a new path to their next destination. They had just gotten back from 1964 where they watched the Beatles perform for the first time in the US. It was all fun until he got lost trying to find the rest room and ended up on the main stage it front of millions of people. He did his best to fill in the awkward moment by doing the drunken giraffe dance on stage... Let's just say the audience wasn't pleased.

Amy leaned against the staircase rail reading a fashion magazine she picked up during their trip. There was a full interview with Marilyn Monroe and gorgeous pictures to go with it. She had wondered why they couldn't just go to Hollywood to meet the young actress, but the Doctor refused saying she hadn't forgiven him yet. Why she would be mad at the Doctor, Amy had no idea. He never did mention what happened with her that one Christmas...

Rory was playing some Beatles songs in the corner. He found an old record player within one of the many nook and crannies of the TARDIS and decided to play the album he had picked up before being chased by an angry mob of fans. For once, he wished they could go someplace where no one wanted to kill them. Then again, all that running did keep him in shape. He never was much for exercise and climbing the rope in gym class. If only his gym teacher could see him now...

The Doctor listened as "Let it Be" hummed in the background on the record player. The song was very soothing as he worked. He looked at the monitor in front of him and noticed they were headed on an unfamiliar path. Not very unusual, since there are many places the Doctor hasn't been to yet. The universe was vast and never-ending. This was the stuff he craved for: to explore places that no other Time Lord has ever possibly gone.

He peered closer and noticed a foggy blob on the screen. He blew his hot breath on it and wiped the screen with a hanky he kept hidden in his right sleeve. When the blob was still there, the gears in his mind started clicking. Usually when something like this popped up on the screen while traveling through the time vortex, it usually meant "keep out". Curiosity was always a weakness of the Doctor's and he almost wanted to drive right through it and to check it out.

But then he remembered the time when he got trapped in the parallel universe with Rose and Mickey. For all he knew, that was the TARDIS' way of saying to stay away unless he wanted to cause another rift in the universe and repeat the Battle at Canary Warf. He couldn't put his companions through something like that.

Not again.

He pressed a few buttons and slowly eased the little wheel to steer as far away from the blob as possible.

"Doctor," Amy's voice rang through his thoughts as he quickly looked up to see the young ginger walking up the little staircase with her magazine in tow. "Do you think I could get away with selling this in the future? I could probably get a lot of money out of this since it looks brand new."

"Pond, that would be cheating," he scolded, then quirked an eyebrow up in thought. "Maybe if you put it in one of those plastic covers that comic books come in, then most blokes would be less likely to question it."

"I see," Amy stared back at the cover."Not that I would actually try that. I was just curious." She gave him an innocent smile.

The Doctor just nodded and went back to steering his ship. He wouldn't be surprised if she did try it. Where do you think River got her sneakiness from?

"Any idea where we might be going next?" asked Rory as he walked up the steps to greet the other two.

"Not exactly sure yet," the Doctor set the controls on auto-pilot and stepped around the console to face the married couple, "but I think it'll be a nice surprise once we find out." He smiled at them. The same smile a young kid would get opening a present early before Christmas.

"The last time you said that, we ended up in a village full of cannibals," Amy scolded.

"Oh, come on, Pond," the Doctor rolled his eyes. "Those villagers were very hospitable-"

"Until they sprinkled seasoning on us and tied us to a fire spit," Rory finished.

"Well, I got us out of it, didn't I?" he jabbed a finger at them. "Though I must admit the smell of paprika on my suit was starting to make me sick-"

CRASH!

The TARDIS lurched sideways causing the trio to fall against the railing. Amy dropped her magazine and the record player shut itself off after crashing against the wall.

"Doctor! What's going on?!" Amy shouted over the loud humming and shaking of the TARDIS.

The Doctor hung on to the rail as tight as he could and pulled himself to the front of the console. He looked at the screen and his eyes went wide.

They were brushing the side of the foggy blob.

"We're going near a blocked off area!" the Doctor shouted back answering her question. "I tried to steer away from it, but it seems the gravity surrounding it is too strong for us to get away!"

"What do you mean blocked off?!" Rory shouted back trying to hug the railing and keep from slipping down the staircase. "Since when is something blocked off?!"

Before the Doctor could say anything, the TARDIS doors flew open revealing a bright white light. The were still spinning out of control, and the air was beginning to suck out of the spaceship. Before she knew it, her fingers were beginning to slip and Amy couldn't hold on much longer. She tried gripping the rail again, but her clammy palms ended up slipping.

"NO!" Rory shouted as he grabbed Amy's arm with his free hand. She reached her other hand to grab his arm for dear life.

"AMY! RORY! DON'T LET GO!" the Doctor shouted at them over the rushing wind sound. He tied a fishing line to the hand grip and wrapped it around his fist. It was the same tactic he had used when trying to save Donna Noble from a cab driving on the highway by a robot Santa. He wasn't sure if this would work again, but he had to try.

While trying to keep his balance, he struggled to pull some rope out from under the console with his free hand. His plan was to try and get to Amy and Rory and tie them to rail of the console so they wouldn't fly out. The fishing line was so he could steep the TARDIS while doing this.

Finally, he grabbed the rope and made big, slow steps towards his companions. "RORY!" he shouted. "I'M GOING TO TIE THIS AROUND YOUR WAIST TO THE RAIL! I NEED YOU TO HOLD ON TIGHT, AND WHEN I SAY NOW, LET GO AND PULL AMY IN FURTHER!"

Rory nodded not taking his eyes off of his wife for once second. He could feel the sweat in her hands soaking through his long sleeved shirt, but they still held on for as tight as they could. The Doctor went to work on tying the rope around Rory's waist. He has to be quick despite doing this one handed. The gravity in the TARDIS would collapse any minute now. If he didn't work fast enough, they would fly out.

The TARDIS lurched again. The shock of it caused Rory's arm to slip out of the rail and away from the rope.

It happened all so fast and yet slow at the same time. The Doctor watched in horror as Rory flew away from him, crashed himself into Amy forcing them to hug together, and fly right through the doors both screaming.

"NOOOOO!" The Doctor screamed, helplessness taking over.

Before he could wallow in self pity, the cloister bell began ringing. He jerked his head back to the screen to see the words "GRAVITY FAILING" flash across the screen. With another lurch of the TARDIS, the Doctor was jerked backwards towards the entrance. He yelped as the back of his head hit the doorway and everything went black...

Dun dun DUN! Oh no! Our heroes are blindly flying through the barrier of a foggy blob! What will happen next?

Too over dramatic? Yeah, I thought so too, hehe.

Don't worry, it's not the end for our travelers yet. Adventure awaits! Reviews are appreciated, flaming is not.

Also, if I got something historically inaccurate concerning the Beatles or Marilyn Monroe, I apologize. My internet is being a huge pain...