Hi again peoples! First up big a big thank-you to ElfArmyOlivia, my lovely beta-checker person. Without her there would be a hell of a lot more typos and bad grammar and stuff. Also thank-yous to ElfArmyOlivia (again) and Little Winchester Pudding for your reviews and to Tolleren for following. Anyone else who read this, I LOVE YOU TOO! I just dont know who you are :( Anyways, here is another installment of the Gang. I am going to try and post one every week, but those of you who have read my stuff before will know that I am horrible at regular updates. I promise however that I will try my best! Reviews are always welcome; if you have an idea or suggestion please let me know! Either write it in a review or send me a PM. Please enjoy! xxx

The TARDIS materialised on the driveway of a large, nice-looking house somewhere else in London. Dean was the first one out the doors, looking like he was going to be sick.

"Why did it feel like flying?!" he mumbled to himself.

"He really hates flying," explained his brother. "That's why we have to drive everywhere. I bet he's missing the Impala right now..."

"Sorry!" The Doctor put his arm around Dean. "The space-time continuum can be a bit rough sometimes."

"So..." said John, changing the subject. "Where, or when, are we?"

"Well, we haven't left 2012," began Sherlock. "We haven't even left London. We're simply in a different part, with larger houses. I assume there is some important reason as to why we are here and it appears that the Doctor is about to enlighten us."

"Yes!" cried the Doctor. "Well, basically I thought that our little gang should have some kind of home base. And this is it! I thought it was a nice enough place, same time for Sherlock, John, Sam and Dean. Same country, at least, for Merlin and Arthur. It's big enough for all of us and besides, I like this time. The 21st century is great!"

"Wait... You're expecting us just to move here?! Away from everyone and everything in our lives?!" Dean was not happy about this.

"Well, most of the people we know are dead Dean..." sighed Sam.

"That's not the point!"

"I had your car brought over from the States," the Doctor added.

"You did?!" Dean was instantly happier when he saw his baby parked in the garage.
Merlin and Arthur hadn't said much throughout this whole exchange. They were presumably a bit shell-shocked at how much the world had changed. However they were taking it surprisingly well.

Later, once they had all settled in to the house (which seemed to be even bigger on the inside. Apparently that was a thing with the Doctor), they were all sitting around a big table.

"Can we get a round table instead?" moaned Arthur.

"Why?" asked the Doctor. "What's wrong with this table?"

"Nothing," replied Arthur. "I just think that a round one would be better."

"Just because you have a round table in your throne room at home," laughed Merlin.

Arthur looked embarassed.

"Anyway," continued the Doctor. "I have called this meeting because I think we need a name. For our team. Or gang. Or whatever we want to call ourselves. How about Team Awesome?!"

"No."

"That sucks."

"Yeah... Sorry!"

"Ok..." sighed the Doctor. "Anyone else got any ideas?"

"How about Team Free Will?" suggested John.

"No," said Dean abruptly. "Absolutely not."

"Why not?" asked Merlin. "I like it."

"Because," explained Sam. "A while ago we used that name, along with Cas and Bobby. We stopped the goddamn apocalypse with that name, so we don't exactly feel like sharing it. Sorry guys!"

"Damn... This is hard..." said the Doctor. "How about superwholockin?!"

"What the hell is that?"

"I don't know... I thought it sounded kinda cool though!"

"It does actually..." said John. "All in favour of being Team Superwholockin..."

"Wait!" shouted Arthur. "I have an idea! How about... The Avengers!"

There were general mutterings of approval from the group.

"No," said Sherlock, who appeared to be absent-mindedly checking his phone.

"Why not?!" asked Arthur.

"Because the name is taken, and apparently copyrighted."

"By who?!"

"A group of American so called 'superheroes'."

"Yeah? And what exactly have they done that makes them so great?"

"They saved the world from some evil aliens a while back and they're quite famous."

"Stupid Americans!" shouted the Doctor. "Oops sorry!" He realised Sam and Dean may be slightly offended by that remark.

"It's cool," said Dean. "These guys sound kind of douchey anyway."

"And saving the world from evil aliens?" said the Doctor, clearly annoyed. "That was my job first! I must have been doing it for nearly 50 years now. Probably longer! And these people just show up and..."

"Ok," interrupted Sam. "So are we all agreed that we have to be better than these 'Avengers' jerks?"
A series of nods from around the table.

"And we're Team Superwholockin?"

More . Good. So, meeting disbanded or something?"

Everyone got up and went off to do their own thing. There would be plenty of time for adventures later.