"We're leaving," said the Doctor. "Now wait just a minute, I-" John was cut off by the Doctor's stare. It was a stare of disgust; unrivaled, shameless disgust. "You," the Doctor said, "You are the kind of man that looks out for yourself and leaves everyone else behind for me to save and I can't save all of them. So on this day, don't tempt me by making me stay any longer or I will not hesitate, I will not blink an eye when I make an end of you because I know, firsthand what men like you do."
John was astonished. Fear gripped him. This man, this ridiculous man, had just threatened him. And John believed every word of what The Doctor said. John finally mustered up the strength to ask the stranger one more question. "And what do men like me do?" The Doctor, already walking out of the room, paused but did not turn around to say, "You make men like me."
The soldiers came from everywhere. Some descended by wire from the ceiling, some burst through doors and windows, others just seemed to appear out of thin air. Everyone was thrown off their feet, onto the floor, and for a moment, there was only silence. And the slow, almost careless thump of a pair of boots on the hard wooden floor. "You have no idea how long I have waited for this moment" said a man in a voice that was almost a whisper. "John Angel!" said the man, whose was now almost shouting, "you are under arrest for crimes against humanity. You will be tried, convicted, and sentenced by the newly formed North American Council."
"Captain Rex, what do we do with these people?" said the soldier pointing his gun at Rory. Captain Rex said, without ever taking his eyes off of John Angel, "Jackson, you were here to scout ahead. What do you think of these ones?" Another soldier materialized in the middle of the room. The soldier had a mess of black hair that went just below the eyebrows. They wore a bandana that covered their mouth and had a scar over their left eye, which seemed to be robotic. Jackson said, "I don't think they're Angelists. They must have been using the teleports when the line went down and they got dumped off here." "Yes! That is exactly what happened!" said Rory. "And since this is all just a big misunderstanding, I think that the best thing you can do is let us go!" said The Doctor as the soldiers began to lower their guns.
"I'm afraid we can't do that," said Captain Rex. "We're going to have to take you in for questioning and besides, the teleport systems are down. The only way out of here is either with us, or through a war-zone." The Doctor replied, "Well, I'm not very fond of war-zones but we do have somewhere important to be and we don't want to slow you do-" Before The Doctor could finish speaking, a voice came from the other room. "Captain, come look at this!" As The Doctor and Captain Rex went to the other room, they discovered several more soldiers studying the TARDIS.
"Oh, that's mine. It's...an antique! I...pushed it through the teleport with us and I refuse to go anywhere without it!" said The Doctor. "Very well," said Captain Rex, "Jackson!" Jackson entered the room and stood at attention. "Put this in a storage unit. We don't want pedestrian property being damaged now, do we?" said Captain Rex. Jackson placed a small device on the side of the TARDIS and after a second, the TARDIS disappeared in a flash.
At that moment, Amy and Rory entered. "Where, exactly, did the TARDIS go?" asked Rory. The Doctor replied, "It seems to have been transported to a storage facility with a short-range teleportation device. So, change of plans! It seems we're going to go with these nice men and watch a dictator get executed. Now doesn't that sound lovely?"
As they entered the ship, John was in anguish. He had failed to hide it. He didn't think he had the nerve to destroy it. Whatever the case, he could not let anyone know he had it. As he entered the ship, he thought of his family.
