So thank you everybody who did NOT tell me that I had screwed up the summary. As you can see, it's fixed now with CASTIEL bringing them back in time instead of Crowley. A HUGE (and real) thank you to everybody to favorited and followed, especially to my reviewer! Dana Sto Helit, here's that chapter that you asked for!

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Dean fingered the gun hidden beneath his jacket carefully, taking comfort in it's familiar shape. He was not scared to admit, to himself at least, that these monsters were terrifying. Not even Cas could remember seeing them. Not to mention the fact that he didn't need something else manipulating his life. He had plenty of that with the angels and demons. He, Amy and Crowley (he wasn't letting that Demon out of his sight) were going to investigate the Greystark Hall orphanage while Sam, River, and Rory went to one of the others. He didn't like separating from Sammy, but it was the only plan that made sense. Castiel had disappeared for the time being. Something about not being able to interfere with the work of the Traveler.

It was dark and rainy as the trio stood in front of the door, Amy slightly behind the other two. The door opened slightly and a dirty, balding man poked his head out. "Hello?"

"FBI. You must be Doctor Renfrew," Dean grunted and showed his badge. Crowley did the same next to him. He made sure that it was just a quick flash because his obviously was a future model.

"The children are asleep," the man protested.

"We'll be very quiet," Amy assured him.

"We're looking for a missing child," Dean explained. "Can we come in?"

"Yes, come in, please," the man stuttered. He led the way inside. Lightning flashed as he led the way up the large staircase. "This way."

Dean moved to the side slightly and pick at the peeling paint. He looked out one of the windows and brushed his hand through a spider web. This place should be shut down. This was no place for kids.

"Please excuse the writing," Renfrew said, the hand with the rag shaking as he held it up to the wall. "It keeps happening. I try to clean it up."

"It's the kids,yeah? They did that," Amy asked, nodding at the wall while Dean and Crowley stared at the large words written in what could have either been red paint or blood. He glanced further up the staircase and saw the same messages repeated all the way up.

"Yes, the children. It must be," Renfrew answered Amy's question with a faraway look on his face. He shook himself out of his thoughts and continued walking. "Anyway, my office is this way."

"We almost didn't come to this place. I understood that Graystark Hall was closed in 1967," Crowley said, adopting his American accent.

"That's the plan, yes."

"The plan?" Amy asked.

"Not long now."

"It's 1969," Crowley prodded.

"No, no. We close in 67. That's the plan yes," Renfrew said, misunderstanding or his mind was too far gone to register anything.

"You misunderstood me, sir," Crowley stated and Dean looked at him oddly. He had never heard Crowley call someone sir without a sarcastic tone. "It's 1969 now."

"Why are you saying that? Of course it isn't."

"July," Crowley prodded again. Renfrew got the faraway look in his eyes again before seeming to forget the whole conversation and continued walking.

"My office is this way. This way."

The trio stopped outside of the door.

"This guy is nuts," Dean said.

"Completely barmy," Crowley agreed.

"And all those messages were for himself, warning him to get out of here," Amy put in.

"I'm thinking this is the right place," Dean said.

"I'll check upstairs and call the Doctor. Dean, you call Sam and inform the other team," Amy said.

"Wait a minute," Dean protested. "You are not going up into a potentially infested monster den alone!"

"I can take care of myself," Amy said angrily. "But if it bothers you so much, come with me."

Dean glanced at Crowley who shrugged. "I'm not going anywhere."

He looked back at Amy who was still glaring at him. "Fine. Go. But take this with you."

He took out a pistol and handed it to Amy. "Do you know how to fire a gun?"

Amy took it from him and weighed it in her and before flicking the safety off and shooting Crowley in the leg. Dean roared with laughter as Crowley sputtered in indignation, not really hurt at all.

"You learn a few things from River," Amy smirked as she put the safety back on and slid it into her waist band. Dean waved her off, still chuckling as he dragged Crowley into the ruined office.

Dean pulled out his cell phone and called Sammy, glad that the Doctor had improved his coverage.

"Hello?"

"Sam, we've found the place. Looks like it will fall apart at any second and there's just one guy here who's completely lost it."

"Do you need some help?" Sam asked.

"No. You guys head back to the Doctor. We'll meet you there. We'll just finish looking around. See if maybe we can get a name."

"How's Crowley?" Sam asked quietly.

Dean glanced over at Crowley who was flicking through papers and talking patiently with Renfrew. "Surprisingly human. I'd say he almost actually cares what happens to this world."

"I heard that," Crowley muttered.

Dean struggled to not let a chuckle out as he heard a bit of commotion of Sam's end.

"I'm sorry, but I've got to go. It seems that the Doctor has gotten himself into a bit of trouble."

"Of course he has," Dean sighed. He hung up and turned back to the others. He looked up sharply as he thought he heard a scream. "Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?" Crowley asked, but just then, a knock was heard at the door. Renfrew went to answer it but didn't open the door enough for Dean or Crowley to see who was on the other side.

"It's just some questions. Yes, I see," Renfrew said quietly.

"Who was that?" Dean asked sharply, taking his gun out but holding it behind his back. One of the dome head aliens entered the room. Both Dean and Crowley activated the recorders that the Doctor had implanted in their hands.

"What are you?" Crowley asked. "You can tell me, because I won't remember. You invaded us. You're everywhere."

Dean's head snapped up as he heard Amy's voice echoing outside, yelling for help. He looked at Crowley but Crowley's eyes remained firmly on the alien, only a slight flicker giving his nervousness away.

"Are you armed?" Crowley continued.

"This world is ours," the alien stated plainly in it's creepy as hell voice. Dean had to resist the urge not to shudder. "We have ruled it since the wheel and the fire. We have no need of weapons."

"Yeah?" Crowley questioned and Dean saw what he was going to do a second before it happened so was able to bring his own gun up to shoot the alien as well. It fell down on the ground, dead.

"Welcome to America," Crowley snarked at the dead creature before running out of the room, shouting Amy's name. Dean had to let out a bit of a chuckle for that one as he ran out the room right after Crowley. He saw Crowley pull out his phone to call the Doctor as they both ran up the staircase. He hung up just as they reached a lock door which from behind they could hear Amy's voice.

Dean spun around suddenly. He could've sworn that there was somebody watching them. He shook it off quickly when he didn't see anybody. Damn his hunter instincts for making him paranoid.

"Amy, can you hear me?" Crowley called through the door. "Amy, I'm going to try to blow the lock. I need you to stand back."

Crowley stood back as he prepared to shoot the door but the Doctor ran up just then with River, Rory, and Sam behind him. Sam gave a quick nod to Dean to show that he was alright before turning his attention back towards the door that the Doctor had just sonic-ed oped.

"Where is she Doctor?" Rory asked frantically, not seeing his wife. The astronaut suit was laying on the ground, abandoned.

"It's empty," River stated, examining the suit.

They all turned around as they suddenly heard Amy's voice.

"It's dark. So dark. I don't know where I am. Please, can anybody help me?"

So this chapter is a bit shorter than the one before, but the next one is the longest so far and will be from Sam's point of view. Sorry for the bit of a cliffhanger at the end, but let's be honest, we all know what's going to happen. This story isn't about completely changing what happened in Doctor Who, just exploring the possibility that Crowley and Canton could be the same person. Don't forget to favorite/follow/review!