I wake up and bolt up in my bed. "DOCTOR!" I scream. I look over at my clock, the bright numbers read 4:00. Laying back down, I sigh. Another nightmare, or was it a good dream? I just know my parents were dead, the Vashta Nerada got them, but then the Doctor saved me. Fictional characters from a fictional television show. 'Doctor Who', one of my favorites. Even if it is fictional, how can it seem so real?

I lay there for another hour. Ugh, I'm going to have to wake up soon. I look at my clock again, expecting to see 5:00 or so. No, it still says 4:00. I get up out of bed. There was no way no time had passed. I flick the clock a couple times. That can't be right. Maybe there was something wrong with the electricity. I walk out to ask my mom.

Right as I exit my room, I realize something is wrong. Very wrong. I keep going though. The light is burning my eyes, due to the fact I just walked out of a pitch dark room. But soon, I hear whispering.

"Did you hear that?" It was a familiar voice, female, Scottish accent. I could've swore I've heard it before.

Then I heard a faint buzzing, not a bee or any other insect, it was more electronic sounding. "Hear what? Beside the sonic and our voices it should be absolutely silent, we are in a time warp after all." A male voice says happily. Smooth and British, I know that voice too.

Wait, sonic? Time Warp? As quiet as I can I manage to tip-toe to the voices. It doesn't work though, due to my creaky floorboards. I involuntarily curse under my breath. "Dammit."

Then it is COMPLETELY silent. "Who's there?" The male voice asks. I turn around the corner to my dining room.

There I see two familiar faces, Amelia Pond and The Doctor. Both their mouths hanging open in shock.

I feel my pulse quicken and get light headed. Then I black out.

I'm battling something, I don't know what. It feels as if though something is trying to push me out. I feel so hot. I feel unimaginable pain. Then I get a feeling of release. Like a pressure has been taken off my body. But then I look down and stop momentarily, I see, myself. Like an out of body experience. Except my eyes are completely black, whites and all. I'm possessed, oh lord this isn't good. I'm just about to start throwing punches again when something stops me in my tracks

"Oh, you're a little fighter? Cute," I hear a cold, deep voice say. "Well, you and your little hunter friends won this time."

I wake up and gasp. At first I just think it was all a dream, but I look around me. I'm still in my dining room, but there are things I notice. One, the TARDIS is in my kitchen. Two I'm strapped in a chair, and what looks like a pentagram, but with elaborate designs in and surrounding it, was on the ceiling above me. Lastly, not only was the Doctor and Amy still there, there's three other men too. Two wearing flannel shirts and jeans. The third one in a suit and a very loose tie. A dirty trench coat over it. No, it can't be. It's Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, and Castiel.

And I didn't think this morning could get any weirder.