The TARDIS went on the fritz again, maybe she was still acting up from when River shot the console. She dropped the trio in the middle of the rainforest and flew off and just kept on flying. They hit the ground hard and it took a moment to get up again. The Doctor raised his screwdiver to try to call her back, but then something growled from under some bushes and he figured it was best to run, because it wasn't something he'd want to fight. It was prehistoric, definitely. They'd been dropped on prehistoric Earth, just the Doctor, Amy, and … Rory. "Amy! Rory!" he shouted.
They were nowhere near him. This fact solidified as he frantically looked around. Not only that but they were in a prehistoric ranforest, with no weapons, no transportation, and no clue what to do. He wasn't going to shout again, though the tempation was great. Calling the attention of some hugnry beast wasn't high on his to do list. The sound of buzzing wings, leathery wings, in the distance. The Doctor thought it was just in his mind, but then came the swarm appeared above him, diving towards him, fresh, unprotected, meat.
And he ran. He ran away, he actually literaly ran for once. Not just the metaphorical running that he's done his whole life. This was proper running. He ran for what felt like hours and was actually only just one hour. Within that hour he'd climbed trees and scrapped his knees multiple times before the flock of pterosaurs lost interest in chasing the Doctor. A quick look around ensured him he was safe for the moment and his gangly legs gave way, sitting him between the roots of an oak possibly older than he was.
Then there was the buzzing, but now motorized hums. An entourage of four-wheelers and three rovers were coming up fast. No voices, no shouts, but that sort of technology at this time on Earth was impossible. Curious as ever, the Doctor got up and turned towards the oncoming stampede of vehicles.
One glimpse of him and every soldier on that patrol had their guns out and were in a neat circle around him. A woman with slick black hair in a ponytail came out of the biggest rover, "You're coming with us," she said as she hand-cuffed him and started herding him towards the rover.
"Yes, of course I am. One question first. What are humans doing in eighty-two thousand A.D.?" The Doctor asked, the fascination in his voice hardly concealed.
"Doctor!" Amy's voice sounded from within, relief painfully obvious. She stepped out of the car and hugged the Doctor tightly, "Oh, Doctor, I thought we'd lost you." She said quickly and released him.
"I was worried about you too. Where's Rory?" He asked as he was shoved non-too-gently into the rover and she fixed his bowtie slightly, dusting him off. Of course Mr. Pond was sitting in the car, relief on his face. "Oh good, you two didn't get seperated then. Good."
"He a friend of yours, Ponds?" The woman asked as she started the rover. Amy assured her of the fact, her red curls bouncing as she nodded. "I'm Lieutenant Washington. I've only had the Ponds in here for an hour and I've already heard lots about you. So where's your box?" she asked.
"My box? Oh! You mean the TARDIS, of course you mean the TARDIS," The Doctor quipped, "She's lost, I'm afraid." He shifted around to sit and furrowed his brow, his lips in a thin line, betraying his fear. The air in the rover stilled, though the windows were still open. This was bad. This was extremely very not good.
Miles away, in the canopy of the forest, a peculiar blue box crashed the Sixers camp. Mira had some of the men hoist the box upright. She tried the door, she tried to break the lock, every attempt to get into the box was futile. She was shocked and thrown back away from the box with every attempt at getting into it.
"What is it?" Some of the others asked. Mira had no idea. There was something that told her Nathaniel Taylor had something to do with this. It destroyed her camp and he'd have to pay.
"Set up an expedition, we're going to Hope Plaza. Taylor's going to pay for this." Mira commanded. Quickly all the members of the Sixers hoisted the box onto a cart to take it out to the heart of Terra Nova. "We have to be there by night fall." She demanded, as she got into her rover and started it up with a roar to scare away any slasher. Commander Taylor had a lot of explaining to do.