Don't…even for a second…blink
Zap! Sparks flew up everywhere! I heard Rose scream from somewhere. I grabbed hold of the TARDIS, pressing random buttons and spinning random things, pretending I knew what I was doing. Trying everything I knew and it just wasn't working. The TARDIS was falling through the air and there was nothing I could do to stop it! I can't let Rose go like this. I see her in the corner of my eyes, even if her hair was wild and her makeup was smudged, she was beautiful. I called out to her and run up to her as fast as I could, stumbling as I moved. Embracing her, I prepared for impact covering her head and body with my arms. The seconds past like minuets and in what seemed like hours, we landed with a loud thud. The Impact sent me and her flying in the air, still clinging onto each other for our lives. When we landed, I put myself underneath her, hoping to ease her fall. We stayed still for a little, then slowly we rose making sure we were both ok.
"Where are we, Doctor?" Rose asked, her voice still shaking.
"I have no idea." I replied, making way toward the door. "Let's find out." I held the door open for her and stepped outside after her. The instant I stepped out of the TARDIS, I knew there was something wrong. The air felt heavy and the silence was eerie, I grabbed hold of Rose's hand and looked around. We were in a mushy field, with few trees by a small, one lane street. We meandered over to the road and walked along it for a while. I still couldn't shake the feeling there was something wrong, but I didn't tell Rose about my uneasiness. Finally, we came to what looked like the center of the town, "Fieldwick Gardens" was what the sign on the town plaza said. I racked my brain for what I knew about Fieldwick Gardens, but nothing came up. I had no idea when or where we were. That's when I spotted a nervous teenager hurry into the drugstore; I could've sworn she had a poodle skirt on.
"Rose let's go into the store over there," I suggested. "How much American money do you have?" Rose searched her pockets, pulling out various types of doe.
"I have twenty American dollars, not nearly enough to get us anywhere." Rose told me disappointed. She had no idea how much twenty dollars we worth in the 50's. "Do you know when we are?" I told her of how I believed we were in the 50's. We completely didn't fit in, with my trench coat, suit and converse. Rose sort of fit in, she was wearing a leather jacket, a pink shirt, and jeans. We stumbled into the store anyway; only two people were there, the clerk and the girl I saw before. Disappearing into the isles pretending to be interested in everything, I kept an eye on the girl, her face screamed scared. I didn't know why she was scared but I intended to find out. She reached over to get a bottle of coke, so I did the same.
"Hey, I'm John Smith! I came here to visit my dying aunt but I got lost, could you be so nice to show me where she lives. She mentioned a small field but I haven't seen one, do you know what she is talking about?" I asked this petrified teenager. She stared at me a long time, as if trying to decide if she should sprint away or not. I wonder what could've happened to her that would make her so scared. "Are you ok? You look a little jumpy."
"Do you," she started. Her eyes darted across my face, "know the-the angels? Y-y-you work with or for them, don't you? Tell them I, Lauren, w-w-want my sister, Alyssa, back. Please," her eyes begged and pleaded with me, "Bring her home." Those words cut into me like a knife. I will help this girl, I decided. Whether it is the last thing I do.