"So where to next?" the Doctor clapped his hands, standing on the deck of the TARDIS. A tall, slender red head and her big nosed husband looked back at him blankly, "Really, nothing? Anywhere in space and time and you're just gonna look at me?"

"To be honest with you, Doctor" Rory took a breath, scratching his abnormally sized nose "We're actually...quite tired"

"Tired?" the Doctor asked, taken aback.

"Well we have been on our feet flying around in time for the passed year or so...we thought maybe we could take a vacation" Amy smiled encouragingly.

"I thought this was the vacation" he stared back at her, before absentmindedly hitting some important looking buttons, "I thought you liked time travel"

"We do!" Rory insisted.

"We just thought this time around we could go somewhere relaxing. And when we get there maybe we could...well, relax" she suggested, "Rory and I haven't had a proper honeymoon. We were thinking somewhere warm, maybe. A nice beach"

"Relax?" the Doctor turned abruptly to look at her, "Who in their right minds would want to relax. Seems a right lot boring, that does. Lots of sitting and...well, god, I don't even know"

"It's calming" Rory stared at the Doctor as he ran around the controls.

"Who needs calm? Calm isn't very useful is it? Calm is dull, that's what calm is" he pointed his finger, jabbing it at Rory who flinched.

"Well not always, sometimes it's rather nice. And beaches can be exciting. They've got sun and sand and...water. Lots of things to do with water, there is" Rory began to do that thing where he had begun to explain something that made sense but in the end simply rambled. But either way it didn't matter because the Doctor was no longer paying him any attention.

"What is this?" he looked up on his scanner.

"What's what?" Amy asked.

"I've never seen this before" he pointed at the screen, "It's like something calling out"

"It looks like a light" she peered over his shoulder. Indeed it did look like a light, shining irregularly on his green screen.

"But what does it mean?" he asked. Suddenly the TARDIS gave a jolt and the three of them, struggled to grab hold of something before they fell. Lights began flashing, and sounds began beeping and buzzing.

"Doctor, what's happening?" Rory asked, from where he clutched a railing.

"I'm not sure, but it seems as if the TARDIS is...taking us somewhere" the Doctor yelled to him.

"Where?" Amy called out.

"I don't know"

"You don't know? Where did you tell it to go?" she asked.

"I didn't" the Doctor said, once the TARDIS had stilled. They had landed.

"Well then why are we here...wherever here is?" Rory stammered.

"I'm not sure" he stood, looking at the scanner, which had turned off mysteriously. "Maybe the light brought us here"

"Where is here?" Amy asked.

"Perhaps we should find out" the Doctor grinned, fixing his tweed jacket with a quick tug before sauntering over to the doors and opening them with no hesitation. Amy and Rory looked at each other quickly before following him.

They stepped out onto a rainy, misty earth in the middle of a forest full of trees., "Well this isn't the beach" Amy sighed.

"No, it most certainly is not" the Doctor agreed, dragging his finger through the air before bring it to his mouth "Lots of trees, misty air. I think we might be in America. Washington perhaps. Though the why I can't estimate. And the when, it's always looked rather vacant, hasn't it"

"Who are you?" a voice suddenly called from beside them. The Doctor whirled around to find a pretty blonde girl in night gown standing in front of him, her face was slightly panicked but relatively confused.

"No need to worry, we come in peace" he smiled, holding up the peace sign "Are you lost out here?"

"Lost?" she stared at him for another long moment, "No"

"You live out here?" Amy asked her.

"Yes, in a cottage. If you're here to rob me I haven't got anything" she threw up her hands, "Might as well try somewhere else"

"No, nope. We're not burglars either. We're just people" Rory put his hands up awkwardly.

"Well most of us" the Doctor looked at the girl, who stared back more confused then ever.

"That wasn't here before" her eyes flickered to the TARDIS, seeing only a blue police box.

"Of course it wasn't, that's mine" he stepped forward, "Drove it here myself, or rather it drove me. Still not sure why. You haven't called for help from a time-lord in a flying TARDIS, have you?" he surveyed her. First observed her rich milky skin, then her blonde hair, as well as her glassy blue green eyes and rough hands. Something was odd about the way she wasn't panicking.

"No" she turned around as he circled her, "At least I don't think I have. What's a TARDIS?"

"That's a TARDIS" he pointed quickly at the blue box before turning back to her, "You're not English"

"And you are" she quickly replied, narrowing her eyes.

"Well not exactly. You have an American accent" he smiled, "How far do you live?"

"Why do you want to know?" she crossed her arms.

"Because I'm getting thirsty. You drink tea in America, right?" the Doctor straightened his bow tie casually. The girl simply stared at him "We can't just stand around in the forest all day can we. Dangerous. What with all of the trees and murky air, we'll catch our death of cold"

"Why should I trust you?" she stepped forward, looking over him "You're a crazy English man, with weird clothes and two goofy sidekicks"

"Hey, we aren't sidekicks" Amy stepped forward.

"And we are not goofy!" Rory stumbled beside her.

"You're a little goofy" the Doctor looked back at him, "I have a great sense of style I'll let you know"

"Whats this?" the girl reached out, flicking his bow tie.

"I don't know how many times I have to say it I like bow ties. Bow ties are cool" he fixed the article of clothing, "Maybe I ought to just introduce myself, I'm the Doctor"

"The Doctor?" the girl stared down at where he extended his hand, "What kind of doctor?"

"Not that kind" he smirked, "That's just what they call me. And what do they call you?"

"I'm Lucy" she took his hand, still uncertain "Lucy Stone"

"Lucy Stone" he smiled at her, "Nice to meet you Lucy Stone. Lucy Stone who lives in the forest, Lucy Stone"

"Right" Lucy shot him another look of confusion before her eyes flickered to the other two who stood by watching the encounter.

"Of course, that's Amy and that's Rory. Newlyweds. Isn't that the sweetest" he spoke a mile a minute, "So back to where you live. Shall you just take us there, or perhaps I should sniff my way there like a hound"

"That would be interesting" she looked back at him.

"Cheeky. Noted" he waggled his finger.

"This way" she smirked, turning to lead them back to her empty cabin.