"Come on, Sammy," Dean yelled to his younger brother, who sat in the passenger seat of the 1967 Chevrolet Impala.
Sam shut his laptop and got out of the car to follow Dean into a motel.
The Winchester brothers had a case in a small town in Wisconsin.
10 people had gone missing, but the bodies had never been rediscovered.
As they walked into the motel, Sam saw two angel statues, their hands up to their face like they were weeping, in the park across the road. They were in front of the gates, the angels were a stone grey with no cracks or graffiti anywhere to be seen.
Sam turned back around and walked into the reception after Dean. He was already at the counter paying for the room and flirting with the woman behind the counter.
" Excuse me," He said to the receptionist. "Sorry, I was just wondering about those angels that are in front of the park gates."
The woman's eyes went wide for a second and her smile faltered. "I'm sorry, sir," she said to him, looking out across to the park. "But, I don't believe that there were anything in front of those gates."
Sam and Dean stood there, a bit puzzled as to why she was acting like she knew what was going on. "Do you know something that we don't, Miss... Oswald?" Dean asked, crossing his arms.
"Could you give me a moment?" She said, picking up the phone and dialing a number. "Doctor, we have a problem... Yes, of course, it's Clara... Yep, weeping angels. You know where to find me."
She hung up, as soon as she did, a loud wheezing and swoosh was heard in the parking lot. Clara ran out to towards the sound with both Winchester boys following right behind her, they came to a blue box. The door swung open, a man with a bow tie and a coat, that looked like it belonged in the 19th century, jumped out and hugged Clara.
"Doctor!" She exclaimed hugging the man.
"Clara!" He said with enthusiasm, a goofy smile on his face, but it dropped as soon as he saw the brothers standing awkwardly behind them and the two weeping angels now standing in the parking lot.
"Winchesters! Watch those weeping angels and don't blink," The Doctor instructed, running back into the blue police box.
Sam quickly turned around and jumped at how much the angels had moved.
"Dean, the statues moved," Sam said to his brother quickly facing him, noticing that he was staring at something else.
"I can see that and there are more of them."
"Cas! Get your feathery ass down here!" Dean called, not taking his eyes off the stone angels.
"Hello Dean," Cas greeted, appearing in the middle of the angels with his back turned to them.
He disappeared in a white light, as the weeping angel touched him. He reappeared, this time facing the angel and tilting his head. "What did you do that for?"