Dean pointed the gun at the strange tall man standing in front of him.

DEAN - What are you? Demon, ghost, shapeshifter...?

DOCTOR - I'm a Timelord

DEAN - Timelord? Oh, that's a new one... Give me a reason not to shoot you right now

DOCTOR - Why would you do that? What have I done to you?

DEAN - I've seen what you can do. You're a monster, like everything else I've killed...

Suddenly, a loud noise came from up above. The tall man looked up with fear in his eyes

DOCTOR - Daleks!

DEAN - What?

DOCTOR - They are coming - he said as he looked at the sky and stepped back - and no gun is going to save you from them. If you want to live, RUN!

He ran through the forest while Dean stood there with his gun hanging on his strong hands. The other man looked back to Dean while he stood there not knowing whether to believe him or shoot him.

Another loud noise came from above and Dean started following the man. He didn't know who was the strange man or if it was a trap, but what the hell.

The 'man' reached and then entered a big blue box parked in the middle of the forest. Dean stopped as the man disappeared into that giant blue police box. Then, the man appeared at the door

DOCTOR - So, will you stay there and wait to be exterminated?

Dean ran and entered the blue box. Inside, it was complete different world. It was unbelievable. It was bigger on the inside.

DEAN - What the...?

DOCTOR - yeah, I know, it's bigger on the inside

DEAN - Awesome!

The man kept clicking every button of what seemed to be the control centre of that... box

Dean was pulled aside and fell on the ground. Then, it all calmed down and the man walked towards Dean.

DOCTOR - welcome to the TARDIS. I am the Doctor.

DEAN - How...?

DOCTOR - Qualities of being a timelord.

DEAN - So, you're one of the good guys?

DOCTOR - I guess, but then again what bad guy admits to be the villain?

DEAN - and who are your friends out there?

DOCTOR - They are not out there.

DEAN - Are they gone?

DOCTOR - No. We are. And they're not my friends, actually. They're my worst enemies

DEAN - What do you mean with 'we are'? - Dean left the box and as he opened the door, he realized they were no longer in the forest. They were in a dark alley. Dean stepped out the box and turned around, examining that strange police box. It was apparently just a box. The Doctor came out of the box, as well.

DEAN - Where are we?

DOCTOR - That's a great question. The TARDIS took us somewhere interesting. Parking in an alley wasn't exactly my idea. But if you really want to know, I recommend you to see for yourself.

Dean gave the Doctor a suspicious look. He couldn't believe he was about to follow a strange man's advice. But he did. Dean walked towards the street and then, he saw it. The big panels, the yellow cabs, the crowd... They were in New York City.

At 221B Baker Street, John Watson reads the newspaper calmly. His friend, Sherlock Holmes is too occupied examining some sort of rare chemical through a microscope

JOHN - Useless. The world is going mad. They're talking about aliens and blue boxes. Journalism is dead.

Sherlock stood still, still examining, impassive to John's commentaries. John stood up, tired of Sherlock's carelessness.

JOHN - I'm going to the groceries. As usual, we could use some food in this house

John left, leaving Sherlock with his microscope. Mrs. Hudson had left earlier, in the morning, smelling like spring flowers. Surely to go on a date. Sherlock glanced at the newspaper John had left on the table. Sherlock stood up from his chair, grabbed the newspaper and read the headline: 'Witnesses reconfirm: Aliens in blue boxes?'

Sherlock whispered to himself:

SHERLOCK - He's back