After what felt like hours of the Scout's TARDIS spinning and hurtling through space and time, the whole control room suddenly stopped, throwing the nauseated Scout against the console. The TARDIS control room was completely dark and unnervingly silent.
"Computer? Jerry?" The Scout called out to his mechanical assistants.
There was no response from either of the robots as the computer monitor hung limply from the mechanical leg that attached to the ceiling. The Scout wondered why the emergency lights hadn't kicked in yet as he felt his way through the room attempting to find the door. This task was made exponentially harder by the fact that The Time Scout was still dizzy after his uncontrollable ride. Upon finding the ornate double doors, the agent of Gallifrey pushed against them with as much force as he could muster. The doors swung open throwing the Scout onto a cobblestone street.
Before he could get back to his feet, the doors slammed shunt locking the Scout out of his own TARDIS. Pounding his fist against the door, the Scout screamed in frustration at no one imparticular. Calming down a bit, the defeated scout laid his head on the cold wood of the doors trying to think of how he was going to get to The Doctor and get home.
"Now that you're finished with your little tantrum, can we talk?" Said a light yet authoritative voice from behind the scout.
The Scout spun around to see a veiled woman in a black dress accompanied by a young woman who kept her hand clutch on the handle of a katana.
"Who are you?" The Scout said, ready to defend himself against the unknown couple.
"A friend of the Doctor." The veiled woman said calmly.
"Then you can tell me where I am, and why I'm here!" The Scout commanded still on the defense.
The young woman stepped ahead of her companion and began drawing her sword, but was stopped by the veiled woman. "Calm now my love, he means us no harm yet" The woman lifted her veil to reveal the green lizard-like face of a Silurian.
The Scout had only read about the Silurains but never had the chances to speak with one in person. His curiosity at speaking with a Silurian overshadowed his weariness.
"I am Vastra this is my wife, Jenny." Jenny sheathed her sword but was still ready to draw it again at the slightest hint of ill will from the Time Scout. "You are in London 1888." Vastra continued. "Have you been here before?"
The scout took in his soundings. The smells of fish and sewage filled his nose while the light raindrops descended from the gray sky.
"I've been to this time once," said The Scout. "But I don't remember it being this depressing."
Vastra and Jenny both looked at each other easily convening their displeasure with the Scouts comments but decided to let it go.
"I need you to come with me, I'll explain everything on the way." Vastra said firmly.
The Scout looked back at the locked door to his TARDIS; even though the door physically looked the same something about it felt dead and hollow, like it was once alive, but its soul had been sucked out. The young Time Scout never believed in the idea that a TARDIS is a living thing like some other Time Lords do, but he had to admit that he felt some sort of connection to the ship like it was his pet or even his friend. There were plenty of reasons for The Scout to be angry at the Doctor, but whatever he had done to the TARDIS propelled The Scout's anger even higher. He wanted to meet the Doctor face to face, to yell at him for everything he had done, and after that, he would bring the Doctor home in any way he had too, even if it was in chains. The Silurian was his best lead in his mission, and like it or not he would have to go with her.
"Alright I'll go with you, But I wanna know everything. Why I'm here, Why you're here, and where the Doctor is." The Scout said attempting to intimidate Vastra.
The Silurian gave a sly smile. "I'll agree to those terms."