Rose's eyes were huge, her heart pounded painfully. She reached forward to touch him, to turn him over, but his whole body radiated a cold so hard it crackled the air.
"Blankets!" She jumped up and ran from the console room, dodging the motionless aliens, their presence not registering on her frantic mind.
He must be going into shock, she thought. You were supposed to cover people up when they were in shock, elevate their legs, keep them warm.
But what do you do with an alien that was literally radiating cold?
She'd seen the Doctor in bad shape before. After the Daleks, when he'd first regenerated, he'd lapsed into some kind of coma. When
They were the most beautiful aliens Rose had ever seen. They just appeared in the Tardis. Two of them. Tall, slender, humanoid, hairless, and completely silver. But what was so strange was they seemed to be entirely encased in glass, like a necklace charm suspended in crystal. The glass flowed over their outline, moving like flesh.
"Doctor," said the one in front, "you are in violation of temporal protocols. Cross scanning has shown you have subluxed your own timeline. You know this is strictly forbidden."
"I know. But it's only temporary, an accident, nothing more," the green-coated man said peevishly.
The other alien, almost identical to
(Story is complete.)
The 10th Doctor and the 8th Doctor have been accidentally switched in time. While Jack and 10, in 8's Tardis, try to figure out what happened and get back, 8 and Rose are confronted with some unexpected problems of their own when the Tardis is invaded.
Flipsided
He was a tall man of average height.
It was funny that that was the first thing Rose thought when she saw him standing outside the Tardis, because they were parked in 21st Century London, but he was dressed in a green frock coat, waistcoat and cravat, with a pair of soft grey trousers that did wonders for his legs.
The Doctor must have popped back to the Vict