Earth's Mightiest Heroes, Hunters, and High Functioning Sociopaths
(a SuperWhoVengerLock fanfic)
Chapter One
AN: Hi my lovely readers! So my friend wanted a fanfic that combined Doctor Who, Supernatural, Sherlock, and The Avengers together (yeah I know that's kinda a lot). So any way here it is. Please read, review, and enjoy. I really appreciate all constructive criticism and/or support I get from you guys.
"Well, I'm glad that's over with." muttered Dean Winchester, washing last of the witch's blood off his hands and turning to face his brother Sam and their friend Lillian. Sam was sitting on the edge of the motel bed, wincing slightly as Lillian tended to the deep gash in his arm.
"I hate witches," he declared. "Ow." he added jumping slightly as Lillian dabbed at the cut with an alcohol soaked rag.
"Sorry," she exclaimed, wrapping his arm in gauze, "but you don't want it to get infected."
"Man up Sammy," Dean clapped his brother on his good shoulder, and
handed Lillian a damp towel to get the blood her hands. She accepted gratefully and stood up, wiping her hands clean.
"Thanks for all your help," she said, pulling Dean into a tight hug.
"No problem,' replied Dean, patting her on the back. "You're practically family." Beaming, Lillian released, him and turned to Sam, squeezing him tightly as well.
"Good to see you again Sammy. Sorry about your arm."
"Don't worry about it," Sam hugged back awkwardly due to his heavily bandaged left arm. "And if you ever need any help again, don't hesitate to ask."
"Same goes for you two," Lillian answered, looking back and forth between them.
"See you later, Lilly," waved Dean, as a loud, obnoxious beeping shook Lillian awake.
Lillian awoke in her bed in 221c Baker Street. Sighing she hit the off button on her alarm clock, got out of bed and started getting ready for work. As she brushed her teeth she examined her self in the bathroom mirror. She looked…perfectly normal, well maybe some people wouldn't consider blue hair normal, but she looked human.
She wasn't.
Well she was partly human, partly timelord, and probably partly something else too. Who knows with experimental aliens. turning off the tap her thoughts drifted back to the dream she had been having about Sam and Dean. It had been what, four years, since she'd last seen them.
"Damn," she thought as she dressed in dark blue jeans and a white button down. "I'll call them after work," she resolved. Smoothing down her top she nodded at her reflection and pushed the Winchesters to the back of her mind as she turned her attention to the case she was working on.
AN: If you're one of the people who usually read my stories, I'm sorry I haven't been around for the last while and I'm sorry this isn't a new chapter of my usual fanfics. I will be continuing those, I just need to write something new for a while. I hope you understand and I hope you enjoy this fanfic as well. I'm really excited for this one.