Part One

"Rory, have you see the Doctor?" Amy asked, coming down the stairs into the console room. Rory was sitting in one of the chairs by the console reading a book and having tea.

"No, I haven't seen in a couple of hours. He said something about replacing a window in the sun room, then taking a swim." Amy rolled her eyes and pressed a black button on the intercom, "Doctor! Come in, Doctor. Hello!" Rory put the book down and walked over to his wife. For some reason Amy seemed a little tensed so Rory tried to relax her by rubbing her shoulders. Amy made him stop and walked around on the other side of the console. For a few weeks, the TARDIS crew hadn't done much except a small trip here or there or just steady coasting through space. Amy was bored and wanted to go on another big adventure: Weeping Angels, The Silence, Cybermen, or something totally brand new. She couldn't control the TARDIS so she needed to see the Doctor and get him to take them somewhere.

"Amy, what's wrong?" Rory finally asked.

"I'm bored. All we've done is just sat around and chat."

"It is odd for the Doctor to take a break. But, it's nice not having to be in any danger everyday of the week."

"Well we either do that or you and I take a holiday because I cannot handle this any longer." She pointed around the TARDIS and its somewhat quiet and idle mood.

"Hello, Ponds!" the Doctor said, he was wearing a blue shirt with his trademark red bow tie and matching braces. He headed straight for the console and started pressings buttons and knobs and pulling the occasional lever or two.

"Doctor, I'm bored and I need an adventure. Rory too." Amy said quickly.

"Yeah." Rory quickly said, wanting to avoid an argument with Amy. The Doctor did not reply and continued moving about the console. He also ran down to the lower level and was fiddling about with some of the wires.

"I know you have, Amy. The TARDIS computer had a virus so we couldn't do much. I've had fun though. I just played chess with Henry VIII and later I'm going to a painting class with Da Vinci. Last week he was the man to beat but this time I think I'll have him.

"Hang on a minute. Since when did King Henry VIII show up?" Rory asked, completely dumbfounded. The Doctor came back up and walked over to the Ponds.

"I can't show him this, Rory." the Doctor said, arms stretched to draw attention to the console room. "He came in through the back door and has been my guest since last Thursday." It was then that his royal highness came walking down the stairs and appeared before them. Amy and Rory were in clear shock when they saw him. The Doctor hadn't noticed and kept going on about all the famous guests he had in the TARDIS. "I was even considering opening a Bed and Breakfast but then that chameleon circuit broke. Oh, hello Henry." The Doctor did a double take then joined Amy and Rory in their shock.

"I think I must be dreaming." The king said in totally shock, his eyes examined every bit of the room and his mouth hung open so wide a whole swarm of bees could of came straight in.

"Yes, yes! You must certainly be dreaming, your majesty. Why don't I guide you back to your room and I'm sure everything will be fine. Amy, Rory, I packed your bags and left them at the door. Take a holiday, outside is the lovely Paradise Towers. I've been there before; all the problems should be sorted out. Say hello to the Kangs for me. Bye."

"Wait, problems? Doctor, where are we going?" Rory asked, not wanting to go anywhere where there could still be problems.

"Bye, Doctor and thanks! Bye your majesty. Come on Rory, let's go. I hope they have a pool. I could use a tan." Amy ran to the door and grabbed her bag and left the TARDIS. Rory stood by himself in the console room. He pulled himself together and grabbed his bag and headed out. The Doctor returned to the console room several minutes later, wearing his tweed jacket and immediately went to working at the console. The Doctor was so happy, running and leaping about pulling and pressings anything he saw on there but of course it was a precise method. With one more lever to pull, the TARDIS engines roared to life and the Time Lord was surprised and happy just as he was the first time he ever touched the TARDIS console.

"Geronimo!" he shouted.

April 1912

"Penelope! Penelope, where are you?" A man was running down the deck screaming at the top of his lungs. He had not seen his daughter in four hours. She told him and her mother that she was just going to sit in one of the nice chairs and watch the sea as the ship went sailing on. When she didn't return for dinner, her parents knew that something was extremely wrong. The mother stayed in the cabin as she was not well enough to go out and look so it was up to the father to find his missing daughter. The Asher's were a well off family from England and were sailing to America to visit some cousins who had recently emigrated. The Asher's were thinking of doing so as well but Mr. Asher was a true Englishmen and he would hate to leave his home behind.

Word got around fast that the wealthy Asher's daughter had gone missing, the officers and the crew went searching all over the ship and the captain promised the Asher's himself that their daughter would be found. "It won't be too long now." Captain Smith said with a smile of reassurance. "She only has so far to go." Andrew Asher shook his hand and thanked him and continued on his way to search his little girl. She was about seven years old and had never even left England before. Every little thing fascinated her and her parents couldn't keep her confined to their first class cabin or any other area that would frequent on the ship. The grand staircase was always something to admire when you passed it as well as all the fancy décor.

Penelope's mother, Georgia, stayed in her cabin for most of the time due to her severe seasickness. She had never been on a boat before so this was something she was definitely not used to. Add on the fact that her only child was now missing made it all very unbearable. She laid in bed, praying nonstop for some sort of miracle. She was half asleep when her husband came into the room. "It's me dear." He said, he went over to her and kissed her gently on the head. She rolled over; her face was a mess due to crying and illness. "Do you want me to call a doctor for you?" he asked, feeling her forehead and checking for a fever.

"All I want is Penelope." She said softly and mumbled because she was quite out of it.

"I know. I'm trying and we have almost the whole ship looking for her. She'll turn up soon." It was then the Asher's lives would change in a single instant. Wind came into the room blowing away papers and cups and plates onto the floor. Slow and steady flashes of a dark blue box appeared before them. There was a light on top that was flashing and the words on the box said: POLICE PUBLIC CALL BOX. The noise was like a wheeze and a churning but at last it all stopped before them both was the big blue box. Saying the Asher's were frightened was an understatement. Andrew held onto his wife tightly and shielded her for any impending danger.

The door opened slowly and with a creaking noise. A leg came out first: dark pants and dark boots. The whole man came out of the box. His hair was a bit of a mess and he had a very young and boyish face. He wore a tweed jacket with a blue shirt and a red bow tie; no doubt he was wearing matching braces. In his hand was some sort of metallic device was a green tip at the end. It was glowing and a strange noise came out of the device. In the man's other hand was some sort of red object. The man put it on his head; it turn out to be a hat. A fez. HE didn't see the Asher's at first but when he did he was startled and jumped.

"Oh, hello. Sorry to disturb, you must be on your honeymoon. People call me the Doctor, I'm here to help but first…where are the Turkish baths?"