"We've landed," Nyssa said as she looked at the console.
"Where?" Tegan asked.
"I don't know, the guidance system is still offline," Nyssa activated the viewer and soon the four of them were treated a view of a cornfield.
"It's Kansas!" Mary Ann said with delight.
"Are you sure, Mary Ann?" Gilligan asked.
"Yes, I know my home state when I see it," Mary Ann said and turned to Nyssa. "Can we go out?"
"Yes, but first I want to find out just where and when we are," Nyssa said and held up one of the black holographic balls.
"What are you doing to do with that?" Tegan asked.
"These can also be used to feed live images to us. I'm going to have this one do a recon." Soon, Nyssa had sent the black ball out on its mission and the image of a town appeared on the screen.
"That's my home town. Winfield, Kansas!" Mary Ann chirped as she turned to Gilligan. "Now you can finally meet my family. And then..."
"Hang on a moment, you two," Tegan said and pointed at the image. "Look at those clothes and cars. It looks like we've landed in the 1940's."
"Twenty years too soon," Gilligan said. "I'm sorry, Mary Ann, I really wanted to meet your family."
"Can we still go into town?" Mary Ann asked Nyssa.
"Yes, we can," Nyssa replied. "After the four of us go to the wardrobe room and find some period clothing. We don't want to stand out."
OOOOOOOO
A short time later, the four of them, now dressed in 1940's clothing, emerged from the TARDIS, which had taken the shape of a huge bail of hay. "At least the Chameleon Circuit works in this TARDIS," Nyssa said. Seeing the blank look on Gilligan and Mary Ann's faces, she added: "I'll explain later."
OOOOOOOO
In no time, the little group had entered Winfield. Tegan spotted a calendar inside a barber shop and read the date on it. "1947."
"What!?" Mary Ann said.
"I said it was 1947," Tegan replied. "What's wrong, Mary Ann?"
Mary Ann didn't answer. Her focus was on a young couple, walking down the street with a little girl, who looked about nine years old.
"Mary Ann, isn't that..." Gilligan began.
"Yes, Gilligan, those are my parents, Arthur and Beatrice Summers," Mary Ann said slowly. "And that little girl... That little girl is me."