Again, credit for the premise of this chapter goes to Seafoam Tainted Memoirs. Try as I might, I couldn't get this competition out of my head. But there is a method for my madness, so stay tuned. More Rose/Doctor fluffiness coming up soon.

This is a recording. I. Do. Not. Own. Doctor. Who!

CHAPTER 30 (what?! 30?! I never anticipated going this long! but I'm having too much fun to stop now! Thanks for your support!)

The problem with looking into the heart of the TARDIS (besides burning up from the inside and forcing the love of your life to regenerate in order to save you) is that subtle telepathic link. Usually, it is benign. You can have a fun telepathic conversation with the Old Girl behind the Doctor's back, she takes your side when the two of you have a fight, you can easily prank the Doctor, etc. But occasionally, it is a bad thing. When you're in a simulated world controlled by the TARDIS and start wishing for an alien invasion to break up the monotony, for example. Yes, Rose was about to learn that sometimes the connection to the TARDIS was a bad thing. Either that, or she should be careful what she wishes for.

On the first day of the second week, the sun rose to reveal a blood red sky. "Must be a storm coming in!" Mickey remarked to his wife. "You know the proverb, 'red at night, sailor's delight; red in the morning, sailors take warning'?"

"Must be a pretty bad storm, because I've never seen the sky this red before!" Martha replied.

"Yeah," Mickey agreed. "I've got a bad feeling about this."

"I'll get the Doctor," Martha replied before dashing next door.

"David" also didn't like the look of the sky, though he didn't know how to analyze it without a sonic. He turned to Rose. "How do you tell the weather without a sonic?"

"You do what everyone else does! Watch the weather report on the telly!"

"Today's high: 75 degrees with a low of 62."

"Wow. That's like, deadly hot!" Mickey remarked.

"That's Fahrenheit, you dolt!" Martha scolded, slapping him. "We're supposed to be in the US, remember?"

"Oh. Right." Rose and the Doctor shushed them.

"Expect clear skies today and for the rest of the week. The weather should be perfect for whatever you have planned outdoors! In other news..."

"Well, that was slightly less than helpful." The Doctor replied. "There's something else going on here. It's staring me in the face, and I just don't see it!"

"Happens to you a lot, eh, 'David'?" Martha teased. She was reminded of him saying something similar when they were on a witch hunt with Shakespeare.

Ten wasn't the only Doctor on the case. The other four were as well. All were equally frustrated by the weather report.

Finally, "Chris" had an epiphany. "It's not the weather we should be paying attention to. It's the traffic report!

"Traffic report, Doc?" Jack was confused.

"Oh, I get it!" Rose exclaimed. "There's something off in the atmosphere which is why the sky looks red. The only thing able to alter the atmosphere like that would be... cars? Wait, really?" She looked at her "husband" who grinned at her proudly.

"Right you are, love! The perfect weapon. Inject tiny robots into the fuel at the gas pump. The fuel goes into a few hundred cars. Set a timer for them to go off, and whoosh! Instant atmospheric converter."

"Atmospheric converter?" River asked, her interest piqued.

"That's not 1980's technology. Someone around here is walking around in a dress for sure." Jack couldn't help but insert a jab.

Nine's ears tinged pink at the dress comment, but was otherwise undeterred. "What are we all standing here for? Traffic reports! Go!"

"Our big traffic headache this morning appears to be around the I-90, I-77 corridor where many of the cars have suddenly just stopped moving and are spewing an odd colored yellow smoke into the atmosphere. The smoke does appear to be toxic. Traffic is advised to find an alternative route."

"No! No! No! No!" Rory cried as he heard the report. He was running late to work as it was, and this would just make it worse. "Amy?" He called out as he rushed to get dressed. "Have you seen my other shoe?" He waited for an answer. "Amy?"

He found her next door at the "Smith" house. There was definitely something fishy going on!

"Cars spontaneously stopping and spewing yellow smoke?" The Doctor cried. "If I didn't know any better, if say that this sounds like some kind of alien threat. Specifically, Sontarans."

"You can't be serious!" Any cried. "I thought that aliens couldn't get on the TARDIS!"

"Real ones, no. But holographic ones generated by the TARDIS, oh yes, baby!"

"So they aren't really dangerous because they're just holograms, right?" Rose asked, hopefully.

"Matt" just looked at her. "Deadly? No. But able to cause all kinds of chaos and possibly inflict pain? Might 'kill' is to put us out of the game? You betcha!"

"I was afraid of that," came the reply.

"Peter" was the first Doctor on the scene.

"But Doctor! They said that the fumes were toxic!" Clara cried.

"Toxic to humans, yes. But toxic to time lords... I guess we'll find out!" He replied.

"Believe me, Doctor, you'd better hope that you have at least two regenerations left, because if the smoke kills you, I'll wait until you're done regenerating and kill you again!" Rose threatened, her arms folded across her chest. She was tired of his lasseiz faire attitude when it comes to his own safety.

"Whoa Rose! No need to get violent!" He said as he sprinted to one of the cars and looked in. There was no one in the car. He sprinted to the next. It, too, was empty. All in all, there were over fifty stopped vehicles on the highway spewing the yellow smoke, and every vehicle had been abandoned.

"Perhaps the drivers abandoned their vehicles after they stalled?" Danny asked.

"Perhaps," Twelve replied. "Or perhaps they were never present to begin with!"

"Don" slammed the hood of a nearby car. "Right. So it appears that all of these vehicles are remote controlled somehow."

"But who would want to do that?" Shaun asked.

"I think I know" Donna replied as cries of "Sontar-ha! Sontar-ha!" filled the air.

"You have got to be kidding me!" Rose 10.2 remarked as the sky filed with Sontaran ships and the other three Doctors and their companions arrived at the scene.

"Right. So we cannot use our sonic screwdrivers nor any other useful device, and we have Sontarans invading! Does anyone have a plan?" Ten asked.

He was met with silence.