****A/N: Hey guys! My first Supernatural book crossed over with Doctor Who.. ~sighs in content~ Hope you like it!****
"So, Dean, where to next?" Sam was cocky today. Why today, of all days, had he decided to be cocky? It was the anniversary of Dean and Sam Winchester's mom's death. Dean was quite upset as was and if Sam didn't stop going on like he was it would end in a fist fight. "Sam, I told you to stop being so cocky! Go take it and shove it up your-" BANG BANG BANG! Dean and Sam both stopped dead in their tracks. "What the hell?" Sam asked, glancing at Dean from the corner of his eye. "Ah, hello? Is anybody home?" A British voice asked from behind the door. "Doctor! I highly doubt anybody is going to be living-"
The woman stopped talking as Dean opened the door slightly and peeked out. "Go away. We don't want visitors." Dean said, trying to close the door. The woman put her foot in the door and said in what Dean thought was a hot Scottish accent, "Not so fast pretty boy. We got readings there was something here that was not-so-human. So we plan on finding it and either killing it or helping it back to it's home planet." The red-head was crazy. "Uh, sorry lady. You're crazy and I am going to have to ask you to leave." Dean tried ushering her out but she stood tall and didn't move. "No. This is clearly not your home so you can't tell us what to do. So no." The red head had an attitude that Dean quite liked. "Fine." He held his arms up in surrender, not wanting to get into a fight with a chick and lose because he won't hit a human girl. "That's what I thought." She said smiling. She stuck out her hand and smiled a bit more, "I'm Amy. That idiot is The Doctor. He seemed to have landed our ship in this place's backyard because of some stupid reading on the ship's computer base."
Dean took her hand and smiled widely. "I'm Dean. That's my little brother Sam. Now you said he got some readings... Your Doctor friend. What sort of 'un-human reading' are we talking about?" Dean looked at The Doctor who was chatting away with Sam. He snapped his head up and in Dean's direction with a concerned look on his face. "Well, very un-human readings. They were more than any alien I have ever encountered and I have encountered many in my nine-hundred years." He said, stepping closer to Dean. The Doctor pulled out a glowing screwdriver and scanned him. "Whoa! Whoa! Pal, what you doin' with that glowing thing?" Dean asked, a bit frightened. "He's human and so is Sam. Then what is it that is un-human?" The Doctor began pacing back and forth, hand scratching his head and making odd gestures. "Well I can tell you one thing." Dean told Amy. "What's that Pretty boy?" See asked with an annoyed tone. "It isn't alien." The Doctor stopped and looked at Dean. "What do you mean? If it's not human and it isn't alien then what is it?" Dean and Sam smiled and looked at each other. "Go ahead and explain Sammy. Your turn this time to scare someone off." Dean said in a cocky tone, getting his brother back for all that day. "Well, it's supernatural. We know that much but what we don't know is what it is. We were trying to find that out. We don't have the right technology to figure that out though." Sam explained to a wide-eyed and afraid Amy. "Well, this was fun but we really must be getting back to, ah, what we were going to." Amy said, clearly scared and heading for the door which shut before she could get out. "Oh, wow. Nice going Red! You made the damn thing lock us in!" Dean yelled, angry.
"Well I am ever so sorry if your stupid little plans have been messed up by the little ghost thing you're hunting. Not my fault that I don't want to get myself killed hunting this stupid whateverthehellitis." She yelled back, making very large gestures. Dean crossed his arms and aimed to yell back until Sam stepped in, "Nobody is doing us any good by arguing! Maybe if we worked together our strengths will balance out our weaknesses." Sam sat on an old chair and his head went into his hands as a pained expression engulfed his features. "Sam, what's wrong man?" Dean asked him. The Doctor was pacing back and forth while talking to himself and gesturing around the room. He abruptly stopped as Sam's head snapped up. "I know where to find it!" He yelled. "Yeah, upstairs." The Doctor said. "Which room?" Dean directed the question to either of them seeing as they both had abilities to which Dean did not know. "Third door on the right in the second hallway." The Doctor said. "There's not even an upstairs." Amy said, looking around. "Door off the kitchen to the left." He stated, heading that way. "There is no door you Psychopath! It's a wall!" Dean yelled to him as a door opened. "...Well I'll be damned." Dean muttered. "You already are." Sam told him with a fake confused voice. "Screw you." Dean said with a smile. "Boys, I suggest we go. God this is just like taking care of Rory and The Doctor." She said. "Who's Rory?" Dean asked. Amy was about to answer but unfortunately a big gust of freezing wind engulfed the three from the directional point of the kitchen and they all were knocked unconscious.