AN: I had to do this, it's the truth. Just to let you know, the couples may or may not be canon. Ex.: Percabeth, 11xAmy. Don't like, don't read. Sorry, but that's just how it goes. Ermahgerd who is going to die!? I am, I mean, seriously? There's the Sea of Monsters coming out in theaters and then there is season three of Sherlock, but most importantly, the Doctor Who fiftieth anniversary in witch Billie Piper and David Tennant come back AND there's the House of Hades! I swear that Rick Riordan and Steven Moffat are secretly related and plan on destroying everyone's hearts, hopes, and dreams. Okay, that's all. (TATM never happened and most likely never will. I can't say bye to Rory or Amy :'( )

Disclaimer:

Me: Hey, the Nose, what are you doing?

Rory: Praising Sydney Newman, Donald Wilson and C. E. Webber and the crew/cast for coming up with Doctor Who, which you don't own.

Me: *growls* Shut it, Beaky. What about you Annabeth?

Annabeth: Oh, just reading the Percy Jackson and the Olympian series, which you also don't own.

Me: *tear escapes eye* I know...

"Oh, Amy, this is brilliant! We're going to the year two thousand and ten. And where, might you ask? New York City! You've always wanted to go there haven't you?"

"Yes, but why exactly are we going?"

"No reason, just going to visit some friends."

"Doctor, last time I checked, you had no friends in New York."

"I didn't? Well, then, Amy, pretend I do."

"Annabeth! You are going to love this! You seriously have never been bowling?"

"Yes, Seaweed Brain, I have never bowled in my life. It doesn't sound fun."

"Gods, Annabeth, you're so stubborn."

"I know."

The Doctor was pulling on a lever that Amy couldn't quite identify as she walked to her room. She pulled out her mobile. "Rory!" Amy exclaimed when she heard him pick-up.

"Blimey, Amy, you didn't have to yell," her fiancé replied.

"The Doctor is taking me to New York City," she cheered, deliberately ignoring him.

"That's great, Amy, but could you please tell me about it later? It's three AM over here."

"Fine, Rory, bye!" Amy replied and hung up quickly. She ran back out into the hallway but stumbled when the TARDIS jolted. "Doctor!" she yelled.

The Doctor heard his companion yelling for him, but he had more things to deal with. The numbers on the screen changed. 3/21/10 turned to 8/19/11. "What!? No, no, no!" the Doctor cried. Amy crawled into the console room and looked up at the confused Doctor.

"What's going on!?" Amy yelled over the noise.

"I don't quite know!" the Doctor replied as he pulled out his sonic screwdriver. The TARDIS continued to go berserk when the Doctor inspected the console. He remembered River Song when they were inspecting the crash site of the Byzantium: "They're the blue stabilizers!"

He didn't want to do it, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

Right when his hand was about to touch the button, the shaking stopped.

"Okay, then," he said. "Come along, Pond!"

Annabeth and Percy were at the bowling alley. Percy was laughing as he watched his girlfriend fail, which was very rare. "C'mon, Wise Girl!" Percy chanted. "Put your back into it!"

Annabeth, who had been in mid-swing, dropped the ball in surprise when he called out to her. It fell onto the aisle and began to roll into the ditch. "Really, Seaweed Brain?" she chided. "That was cheating."

Percy laughed in response and made a "go ahead" motion with his hand. "Sorry, you can do that again. Actually, no. It's my turn and you are not messing it up."

"Say something like that again and be prepared to feel pain."

Percy stayed quiet as he stood up to get his ball. Right when he was about to swing, a weird scraping noise came from behind the couple.

Annabeth looked around. "Percy, what was that?" Her boyfriend shrugged. The noise got louder. Percy set down the bowling ball and moved over to Annabeth. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his chin on the top of her head.

A blue box suddenly came in and out of focus. It did that for a few seconds before materializing completely right before their eyes. From inside, the two heard someone say: "Come along, Pond!" before a door swung open.

The Doctor opened one of the doors to the TARDIS. His eyes scanned the room before settling on the pair in front of him. There was a boy with messy black hair and sea green eyes. His arms were wrapped around a girl with grey eyes and honey-blond hair pulled back in a high-ponytail. He stared at them for a second before turning back to Amy. "We've got company."

"Oi!" she raised her eyebrows, "You promised me New York City. A very popular city. Of course, were going to have company. So where in NYC are we?"

The Doctor looked at the two people on front of the TARDIS. "Hello! Where are we?"

"Bowling City (AN: This is not a real place as far as I know. If it is, I do not own it!). You're in Manhattan," the girl replied.

"Oh, really? Maybe I got the coordinates wrong. Is Manhattan by New York City? Also, what year is it? And date, the TARDIS crash-landed... In a strange spacey-wacey way." The Doctor looked around. "Bowling, sounds strange. Gotta try it," he murmured to himself.

"Yeah, it's by New York City. It's a part of it. Um, it's two thousand eleven," the boy answered the Doctor's question. He had a thick New York accent.

The Doctor nodded curtly and thanked them before he went back into the TARDIS. "We are in New York City, just not where you'd think. So, once again, come along, Pond!" He took Amy's hand and dragged her out of the TARDIS. The couple was still sitting there when they left the TARDIS.

"Who are you?" the girl asked.

"I'm the Doctor," he answered and smiled before pulling Amy towards the glass double-doors.

Percy and Annabeth stared at the pair in confusion before turning to address the blue box next to them. The owner of the place would have a fit! They decided to take matters into their own hands. Silently, they moved and inspected the box. It was blue alright and what had the Doctor called it? Something like 'the TARDIS'. Percy pulled on the handles but the doors didn't budge. "Locked," he informed Annabeth.

She smiled. "Then we've got a Doctor to catch."

AN: So, should I continue? It is pretty much two of my favorite things combined! Ze omg—right!? Lol. Anyways, tell me what you think!

~TheLostDaughter