What Happened To Mr Holmes?
"Bye Rory, have a good time, alright?" Amy Pond hugged her husband goodbye as he stepped out of the Tardis. "Remember - three days. Don't pick me up three years late, please" He added as she closed the door. Amy laughed as she turned around to face the doctor, who had been awkwardly sitting on the stairs waiting.
"So..." She started. The Doctor jumped up "So, where to next Pond?".
She circled the steering gears "How about the sixties?" A grin plastered the Doctors face "Absolutely, I've been wanting to get in the groove for a while - itchy feet, you see." He made his way over to the steering gears and started to set up the date.
The familiar whir and buzzing began to sound. Amy grasped the barriers as the room started to violently shake. She glanced over at the strange, small screen that was always balanced on the Tardis's heart. Neon blue shapes and numbers began to fill the screen
"Um, Doctor?" Amy called.
Distracted, the Doctor answered "Wait a second"
"No Doctor I think you should take a look at this, it's that weird TV thing you have" Now this caught the Doctor's attention. He jumped up shuffled around to the screen "Sorry Pond, the Sixties is going to have to wait" He began to reset the dates "Why, where are we going?" Amy asked, confused. The Doctor spun around, giving Amy his usual, sly grin "221B Baker Street"