"John, where are we?" Sherlock asked as he dusted himself off.
"Well I believe we're in a bunker of some sort. How did we get here?" John asked as he sat up.
"I dont know, John. The last thing I remember was making tea, then waking up here." John grabbed Sherlock's outstrached hand and pulled himself up, "Maybe we should look around."
"Do you really think that's a good idea? We dont know who, or what brought us here. We could get killed." John argued, but followed Sherlock non-the-less.
"IF we get killed, I'm going to kill you. And yes, I know thats not possable." John mubbled as he stopped behind Sherlock at a conner.
"Do you hear that, John? Voices. Stay close." Sherlock said moving around the conner.
"Dean, why did we kidnap those men?" Cas asked giving Dean a questioning look.
"Because they were at all the crime scenes. They may be our demons." Dean said before taking a drink of beer.
"What do you mean demons? The supernatural doesn't exist." Sherlock said giving him and John's hiding spot away.
"Well they're not demons." Cas said placing his hands on there heads.
They're world's went dark again. When they woke up they was back in there flat.
"Lets never speak of this again."
"Agreed."