Author's note: Hi, everyone! Thanks for reading this first chapter! I'm working on another story right now, so this will probably be the only chapter I post until that story is finished. Enjoy please! :)

Roz popped up her umbrella as the rain began to fall. All she was doing was walking across the street from KACL to Café Nervosa, but she had just gotten her hair done the day before and she didn't want to mess it up.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

She stopped for a second just before entering the café, trying to figure out what on earth that noise was. After a few minutes, it stopped, and Roz brushed it off.

Frasier was waiting for her in the café. "There you are, Roz. What on earth took you so long?"

"Calm down, Frasier, I had to go to the bathroom."

She ordered her drink and sat down across the table from him. "Is there are construction site somewhere around here?"

He raised his eyebrows and smiled slyly.

"Oh, please!" she said loudly. "I mean I just heard a noise outside that sounded like a machine or something."

"No Roz, not that I know of. It was probably just a big truck or something. Anyways-"

"It sounded like this big WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH…"

"Would you just forget it, Roz? I've got a real problem here!"

As Frasier began to talk, she noticed something.

A man sat at a table not too far from where she sat, looking at her strangely. He was very good looking and he had excellent hair. She flashed her flirty smile at him, and he looked down at his drink.

"Roz! Are you listening to me?" Frasier barked.

"What?"

"I'm talking about Niles and Maris, Roz! You know they don't even sleep in the same room?"

"Yeah, I know that. You told me."

"And now Niles has got this crush on Daphne…"

"What?" she asked, but before she could get an answer she saw the mysterious man get up. Roz leaped out of her chair, yelled "Bye!" to Frasier, and began to run after him. Thankfully, the rain had stopped.

This man was too hot too let go, so even when he looked back at her and began to run faster, she didn't give up.

At last he stopped when he reached a large blue box with a sign attached: "POLICE CALL BOX." He leaned against it to catch his breath, and Roz did the same. She was too tired to flirt now.

"Who…are you?" he said for the first time.

"Roz Doyle. Who are you?"

"I'm The Doctor."

"Doctor who?"

"Just The Doctor."

Handsome AND a doctor…no way Roz was letting this one get away.

"Well, goodbye," he said, opening the door to the blue box.

"Wait!" Roz yelled. "I didn't even get your number."

"Don't have one. Goodbye." He began to close the door, but Roz stuck her foot in it at the last second. "What kind of a person doesn't have a telephone?" she asked.

"This kind of person. Goodbye."

"Hey, buddy, what are you hiding?" Roz's foot was still in the door, and she thrust it aside and walked in.

It was huge, with all sorts of strange equipment inside. "Whoa," she whispered. "How is it bigger on the inside?"

"Time Lord technology."

"Time Lord?"

"This is the Tardis, and it travels through time and space at my command. I am a Time Lord, and I see all time and space."

"But on the outside it says it's a Police Call Box."

"That's a disguise."

"Oh."

Roz was speechless.

"Since you're already in here…would you like to come with me?"

She smiled. "Come with you where?"

"Through time and space. Anywhere you want to go."

"Yeah, that would be great!"

"Alright, Roz, where would you like to go?"

"Um…before we start traveling, could we go to the Elliot Bay Towers?"

"I'll just be a second," Roz said as she got out of the Tardis. She ran through the lobby of the Elliot Bay Towers and got on the elevator. Soon, Frasier's apartment loomed in front of her, and she knocked on the door impatiently.

Just who she wanted to see opened the door.

"Hey Roz," Daphne said.

"Daphne, I have to show you something."

"What is it?"

"I can't explain it, you just have to see it for yourself. Come on," she said, grabbing her by the arm.

"But Mr. Crane's exercises-"

Roz looked in at Martin, who sat in his chair with a beer. "Martin, you don't mind if Daphne goes out for a little while, do you?"

"Nah, the game's on!"

"See, he doesn't mind! Come on, Daph."

"Alright. Do I need me jacket?"

"No," she said, and she took her by the arm and soon they were in the elevator.