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When travelling with the Doctor one would expect exciting things to happen, however unexpectedly or unwelcome it might be. Sure, the wonderful thing called time travel does factor into it but because they travel with the Doctor, one should also expect things to happen so suddenly and so quickly that you'd be left stunned at how such a thing could have happened. Or running for your life, depending.
As it were, Rory found himself staring at the empty area in the grassy field where the TARDIS has just sort of dematerialised together with Amy and the Doctor. A few minutes ago, the Doctor landed the TARDIS at what he claimed was a planet where diamonds, quartz and other clear white stones are mined and which only can be visited during the few hours when the glare of the stones bouncing light from the two nearby suns would not be too bright to blind the visitors.
As soon as they stopped out though, the Doctor went "Ah..." in a tone that Rory recognised as embarassment before Amy huffed in annoyance.
Rory put his hands on his hips and cocked his head in puzzlement as he watched a man walking with his dog from faraway that all he could make out was that the man was wearing a hat and a long coat, no doubt to cut off the cold from the chilled air. A few yards away from the walking man and dog was an old-styled mansion standing tall in the backdrop of a picturesce countryside scene. Rory shivered and rubbed his hands together as a gust of wind blew at them, ruffling their hair. He took a breath of the cold air. "Are we in England?"
"If we are I will be very cross," Amy said, "This doesn't look like an alien planet made up of diamonds. You promised me diamonds, Doctor. Where are the diamonds?"
The Doctor winced and turned back around to enter the TARDIS to check the readings again, "The Diadera Planet is not made up of diamonds. It grows diamonds and other materials from it's core which pushes up to the surface-"
"Same thing!" Amy scolded, following the Doctor inside, "Diamonds are a girl's bestfriend, Doctor, and you're making a girl suffer because you still can't get the right coordinates for-"
BAM!
Rory gave a jump before quickly turning around to see the TARDIS's door shut and the horrible cranking sound starting up.
"Amy! Doctor!" he yelled in panic. Rory ran towards the TARDIS but he was too late because it has already phased out and all he could grasp was empty air which still held a small amount of energy from the TARDIS that made him nauseous and his hair stand on end.
"Amy! Doctor!" Rory cried, "Come back..." But there was no sign of the TARDIS coming back, only the sound of the grass rustling in the wind before he realised that he has been left behind. He dropped to the ground on his knees and tried to calm his breathing. Knowing how awful the Doctor still is controlling the TARDIS it could either be a few seconds to a few centuries before the Doctor manages to lock onto the last spot they left Rory at and with a human body, the nurse highly doubted he could last the wait as long as he could have with his auton body that long time ago.
Suddenly, a scream pierced in the air, jolting him out of his misery. He looked up and saw a womanstruggling to free herself from a man who had her in his grip. When the woman screamed again, the man struck her face and Rory immediately jumped into action, running towards the two and the man was so pre-occupied with trying to shove a piece of cloth onto the woman's face that he failed to notice Rory until the young man managed to tackle him to the ground. What happened next was furious grappling and a fist fight. Rory just delved into his memories and instinct from his combat experience during his Centurion life and being a companion of the Doctor, and brought it to the fore. It certainly helped since the man he was fighting with has body mass twice his own and a hand that could wrap around his neck with the other tied behind the man's back.
Just as the kidnapper was about to throw another punch at Rory, a shout burst into the distance punctuated by frenzied barking, bringing their fight to a stop. The man growled and with a look of hate towards Rory, he turned around and ran away and disappeared into the woods just beside the grassy clearing they were at. Rory wanted badly to chase after him, now that the "cavalry" has arrived, but he felt out of breath and catching up to the man now would only bring him to a new world of hurt.
"Mary! Are you alright?!" the newcomer demanded, running towards the woman who was nearly abducted by the man.
"Papa!" the woman cried, allowing herself to be engulfed within the man's arms. She grabbed him back, gasping in fright and shock.
"You're hurt!" the man said, pulling back to look at her daughter's bruised face, "Who was your attacker?"
The woman shook her head. "No. I- I don't know-"
"It's must've been one of Richard Carlisle's thugs," the man growled, "I know it was. He's the only one with enough malice and hatred to come at you at this time."
"No, papa, I don't-" the woman broke off, her teeth chattering, "Please, I-I want to go home."
"Of course, my dear," the man said soothingly, before turning to Rory. "Thank you, my good man, for rescuing my daughter," he said, sticking out his hand to give Rory a shake, "Who are you? What is your name?"
"It's Rory. Rory Williams..." Rory gaped before asking, "Sorry but... Captain Avery?"