Tori stood by Colonel Schulz in the outside observation room as the scientists poked and prodded at the plastic roman. She was glad the room was sound proofed.

He was only an assignment, this Centurion. An object they needed to attain, like the Ark of the Covenant. Tori knew he wasn't human. She had tried so hard to keep herself detached, but-

"Lieutenant," said Schulz' gravelly voice, "Find Doctor Weber and tell him to bring in the radioactivity detector." "Don't you think he's had enough for today?" asked Tori. The Colonel didn't look at her. He kept on watching the procedure. Tori sighed, and went to find Doctor Weber.

...

Rory lay on the observation table in the dark lab as still as he could. Everything hurt. The scientists had all but cut him up and dissected him. He didn't know how he was going to escape this. He needed to get back; he needed to protect Amy. If he remembered his history lessons correctly, the London Blitz was going to begin soon. Like, next week soon.

He wiggled his right hand to try to free his gun, but it was stuck. He threw back his head in frustration, and winced as it made his headache worse.

He heard a soft creak and saw a sliver of light as a door opened. Rory heard hurried footsteps and saw a dark figure. He blinked to try clear his blurred vision as the figure moved about the room.

Suddenly a cloth fell over his mouth. Rory struggled and shouted out as a strong stench stung his nostrils. He thrashed on the table to fight the effects of the chemical, but he was losing. He felt himself begin to go limp. The world slowly swirled into a nothingness.

...

Rory woke with a start and glanced around him. He was in the forest, half covered in leaves and dirt. He rubbed his wrists where the bonds had been. He had no time to figure out how he had gotten there, he just to find out where he was and get back to the warehouse.

A shout echoed through the trees and a Rory saw flashlights move over the trees. He ran and hid behind a boulder as Nazis ran and searched through the forest. One soldier led a giant bloodhound by a chain.

Rory froze as the dog neared his boulder. He held his breath as the beast sniffed and lifted his head. His heart stopped as the dog locked eyes with him and growled. The German soldier swung his flashlight over the rock. His eyes widened as he saw Rory. "Hier!" he shouted, "Ich habe ihn gefunden!"

Rory didn't think. He ran.