Chapter One: Jammie Dodgers for breakfast

"Doctor! What's going on? Why's the TARDIS going crazy?"

"I don't know! There's really very no need to shout Pond, I can hear you perfectly fine. Now from all my previous experiences of the TARDIS malfunctioning and the current north-easterly wind, if I plot the trajectory onto this rather handy zigzag plotter and hold my breath really hard, I can safely say that I have no idea what in the universe is going on."

The ginger girl did not look all that impressed by the man's rather unhelpful and not very reassuring reply. The sarcasm didn't help either. Nor the fact that they were both clinging to the console, as it shook violently, threatening to fling them both off.

"Yes, but why have you lost control? Surely you can stabilise it or something?" she asked as they felt yet another lurch and gripped even tighter onto the TARDIS.

"Yes. Thank you. Very helpful, Amelia. You say that like it's merely a simple flick of a switch and bish bash bosh! The TARDIS goes quiet and we're having Jammie Dodgers for breakfast," the man stuck a hand into a pocket of his tweed jacket and produced a Rich Tea biscuit. He shrugged and pondered, "it's not a Jammie Dodger, but it'll do." He then promptly ate the biscuit whole and wiped the crumbs off his mouth hurriedly.

"Doctor! This is no time to be eating! I'm sure River could've stabilised it."

"I'm sure River could've stabilised it."

"Hey! Stop copying me!"

"Hey! Stop copying me!"

"You're not funny Doctor," she said looking unimpressed.

"I am immensely funny and you know it. Now. Have you noticed?"

The girl looked wide-eyed at the Doctor and then cautiously glanced around the room. "We've stopped?"

"We've stopped," the Doctor confirmed and a grin crept over his face, "we've landed as well. No idea where though."

"What's outside?"

"I don't know. The screen's still syncing. Might take a while."

"I guess we'll just have to take a step outside then." Amy smiled at the thought.

"I guess we will." The Doctor raised his eyebrows at her, "ready?"

Amy nodded. This was her favourite part. The uncertainty and the infinite possibilities of what lied in wait outside those police box doors. Standing on the threshold of things she never thought possible. The Doctor flung open both doors of the TARDIS and they both stepped out. "Geronimo!