A/N: Hey everyone, so this is a collection of Superwho one-shots. There isn't a plot line, though in some it may look like there is but trust me, there isn't. I hope you guys like them!

Warning (this applies to all the one-shots on here) - Supernatural and Doctor Who spoilers (for any season, I guess), cursing.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Supernatural or Doctor Who.

The Tin Dogs

"Ugh, I bloody hate waiting!" Mickey wined as he took a seat in front of Bobby's desk while the older man skimmed through some old books. Mickey had only met Bobby a few times and not for long periods of time. This was the longest he had spent with him and most of it was in silence. He just sat there reading books on monsters or something. Mickey had just grasped the concept of aliens and now he had to deal with knowing monsters exist too. Even though they're pretty much the same thing.

"Too bad boy, 'cuz we're going to be waiting for a while. Why don't you help an 'ol man out and find me some stuff about dark magic poltergeists," he said, throwing a rather large book into Mickey's lap which made the younger man jump and growl.

"Nope, no way. I'm not going to be the tin dog anymore. I want to be out there with Rose and the Doctor and the Winchesters fighting monsters and aliens," he said, putting the book back on Bobby's desk.

"Well, deal with it kid because there's always someone that has to stay behind and do research. What I'm doing now has saved those boys more times than I can remember. I've also been in the field and trust me, it aint as fun as you think," Bobby said and took a sip of his scotch.

"Oh yeah? Well it's better than waiting here and wondering if the Doctor would come back with Rose's dead body or telling me that Rose fell out of the TARDIS or that she was eaten by some space robot! I rarely see her anymore and I know she doesn't feel the same way about me anymore because I've seen the way she looks at the Doctor. Maybe if I could be more like him, more like a hero, then maybe she would want me the same way too," Mickey put his head in his hands, unsure of why he just blurted his entire mind to someone he rarely knew. Maybe it was just the way Bobby was, like a security blanket. Someone who would always be there for you whether you needed him or not.

Bobby sighed, closing his book with a loud thud. "Listen, this aint no fairy tale where the princess gets her knight in shining armor. Life isn't a fairytale. If Rose likes you then she should like you for who you are. And if she would rather have some time traveling alien then it's her loss because she just lost a great kid who would do anything for her," he said with a small grin on his face.

Mickey looked up at the older man in surprise. "Really?" he asked.

Bobby nodded. "Really."

Mickey smiled a genuine smile for the first time in ages. "Thanks," he said.

Bobby took another sip of his scotch, emptying the glass. "Now that that's over with, get off your lazy ass and pick up a book."

Mickey smiled and grabbed the book he had put down earlier, opening it to a random page. "Uh, Bobby?" he said.

"What?"

"I can't read Latin."

Bobby groaned and poured himself some more scotch.