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"Hello, Doctor."

He rushed to you, whipping out a screwdriver thing that glowed green at the tip, then the latches swung open. "Who the bloody hell are you?" Crowley asked. The man stood and adjusted his bow-tie saying, "I'm the Doctor, who are you?" "I'm Crowley, the King of Hell." The Doctor walked towards Crowley, waving the glowing instrument at him, then analyzed it. "Doctor who-ever-you-are, don't get near him." Dean said, The Doctor waved the screwdriver at the Winchesters and the latches flipped open as well, the boys stood up and faced Crowley. "Well, I should be going because I have some Hell to raise. Ta-ta." Then he was gone.

You stood and the Doctor immediately hugged you, then held you at arms length and looked you up and down, then he hugged you again and held you at arms length, "I thought you were... never mind. We need to get you fixed up." He took your hand and led you to the police call box, "That's the guy on the plane." Dean said, following, 'That's the guy with the fez." Sam and Dean stopped and stared at the inside of the police call box. "It's bigger," Dean began, "On the inside." Sam finished, walking inside. "It's called the Tardis. It stands for 'Time And Relative Dimensions In Space'." You explained, sitting down on a chair as the brothers looked around the yellow room in the Tardis. "Wait, you know this guy?" Dean asked, finally coming out of his daze, "And what the hell did Crowley mean back there? That we should have known what you are?" The Doctor was busy wiping you up, "Doctor, I'm fine, really." You said quietly, waving a fly out of your face, "You regenerated." The man in suspenders nodded then stood and faced the Winchesters. "Now, who are you two?" "I'm Sam, this is my brother, Dean. Who are you?" "I'm the Doctor. A Timelord." "And what's that?" Sam asked, "A species of alien." You said. Sam and Dean looked at each other. "What was that glowing thing you had?" Sam asked, "It's my sonic-screwdriver," the Doctor said, taking it out, "and it's very good at opening doors." "So how do you know each other?" Sam asked as Dean paced around angrily. "What are you?" He cut in "A a Leviathan? No, you can't be. A Trickster? Are you even human?"

You pointed at the Doctor, "He's not. I am."

"So what was Crowley talking about?" Sam asked, "Remember that time you got sent to parallel universe where there was a TV show called 'Supernatural' and it was based on your lives?" "Yeah, so?" Dean said, facing you, "Wait, how do you even know about that?" "Well... I'm from that universe. One day when I was little, the Doctor crash landed in a field, and of course I believe in aliens so I went to check it out. There was the Doctor, in his smoking Tardis. He asked if I wanted to travel all of time and space with him and I said yes. Under one condition; that I kept a phone he gave me and this," you held up the little button, "it pulls the Tardis wherever this is. But one day I strayed a bit too far from him and got lost. One thing led to another and I'm in this world. Then I saw some hunters and I was like 'Either I stumbled upon people filming the next episode of one of my favorite TV shows, or this is a parallel world' then I decided to stay." Dean looked at you and said, "So what you told us was a lie?" "No! No! I did stay with Bobby, I did kill those vampires, I am a hunter... but by birth." "You think this is a game? Bobby died trying to kill a damn Leviathan! Almost every hunter I know wishes they had a normal life!" He shouted, you stood, slightly wobbling and said, "Look! There are fewer demons, vampires, shapeshifters and everything else I've and people are alive because of me. I'm not some wanna-be hunter, I had training from the best hunter I know!" Dean was about to yell something back when his brother stepped in front of him, "Dean, calm down." Sam said, "We still need The Colt." The Doctor looked up, "Did you say The Colt?" "Yeah, you've heard of it?" The Doctor rested his hands on the console then said, "It's in a parallel world." "Well you managed to come here." Sam said, 'That was because (y/n) had the button, the only way to make it to a parallel dimension is that you have to be pulled through, or crash land there. But there are thousands of dimensions other than ours, and it's impossible to lock onto one." Then the Doctor smiled and said, "But nothing is impossible." He then pulled own a lever and the Tardis started making that sound again. "(Y/n)! Hold this lever down!" You rushed over as the Doctor ran up to Sam and Dean, he smiled then said, "Sam, come here." The alien pulled him over to the other side of the console, "Press this button every three seconds." Then the Doctor went back over to Dean, he glared at the alien. "You can go count for your brother." Then Dean walked away. The Doctor threw down another lever and pressed at button and the Tardis started to rock back and fourth. Then he picked up a sledgehammer and started hitting a joystick with it. "WHAT'S HAPPENING?!" Sam shouted, absolutely terrified. "We're teleporting! It travels through time and space!" You said, smiling as you watched the Doctor scramble around, pressing buttons and winding things up. Chuck, you had missed this.

"GERONIMOOOOOOOOO!" The Doctor shouted as the Tardis rocked more violently, tossing everyone back and forth. Then the Tardis suddenly stopped, everyone was thrown to one side of the machine. "Is it usually this hard to fly?" Dean asked, standing up as the Doctor ran up some steps and down the hall, returning with a fire extinguisher then put out the small fire. "Ok, then. everyone fine? Good, good. Now let's find The Colt." The Doctor put on his tweed jacket and said, "Things, as you already know, are different in parallel worlds, but remember; you don't belong in this world." The Timelord paused for a minute, sadness filled his eyes. You knew exactly what he was thinking about. But that emotion only lasted a second and the Doctor said, "Alrighty then," he looked at you then smiled and said, "Alons-y." You smiled back. Everyone followed the Doctor to the entry of the Tardis. The Timelord opened the door and let in the night. Everything seemed to be normal. "We moved." Sam said in disbelief, "Yeah, it does that." You laughed. "Do we even know where to look?" Dean asked his brother. "Dunno. Doc, where did you say The Colt was?" The Doctor stretched his suspenders, "I didn't hear exactly where it was, I heard it from a woman in a shop. But somewhere near (y/n)'s flat. But it's not her flat in this world." He said. "So motel it is. Nothing changes." Dean said, then the Doctor recommended some good motels he knew of then started to walk in that direction, with you and the others following. Sam slowed his pace to match yours. "So what were you?" He asked, "in your world?" "Nothing, really. An orphan in a poor orphanage." "Do you know why Crowley would need you?" "I know one reason, I Jet Li'd "The One"d myself. Apparently here was a girl possessed by a demon that was Crowley's surrogate niece." Sam looked at you and raised his eyebrows, "And probably because I watched... Supernatural. So basically I'm a prophet, in a way. But he would have to take me across dimensions for more of the information and I don't think he can do tha " "So who was that rude bloke? He isn't human." The Doctor interrupted.

"That was Crowley, the King of Hell." Sam said, "A demon." Then a man in a long black trench-coat slammed right into you, then continued on his way. A blond man that was following stopped and said, "Sorry, he doesn't really have any, uh, social manners." Then he ran after his friend. You stood there, watching the two walk off into the darkness. The four of you checked into the motel but the clerk said that all except on room was booked an that you were all going to have to share. "Things get better and better, doesn't it?" Dean muttered, taking the room key after the Doctor showed the man his Psychic Paper, saying that he's a 'very wealthy business man who will get that motel on the map if he could pay them later' then sprinted into the room. "I'll take the couch." You said, yawning. Dean tossed his bag onto one of the two beds and laid down and went to sleep as Sam sat down on his own bed and opened his laptop. "What about you, Doctor?" You asked, looking at the man; he was sitting on a chair and waving his sonic screwdriver around, analyzing the room, "I'll be fine. You just sleep." Once you fell asleep Sam eventually looked at the alien and said out of curiosity, "What're you doing?" "Sweeping the area. Scanning for any possibly dangerous life forms." "Kinda like our EMF's" Sam concluded. Then the Doctor looked at his sonic screwdriver and asked, "How is she? I man, how's her personal life?" He referred to you. Sam shrugged, "She seemed fine whenever she talked to me. But I don't know how she's doing in her personal life." The Doctor nodded, looking at his companion he had lost so many ears ago. "She loved to draw," he said, "every species of alien or person we've ever met, (y/n) would draw them. Despite her age she drew beautifully. One of the most amazing artists I've ever met. And I've met Van Gogh."

*Time skip brought to you by Captain Jack Harkness, letting you know he's free every Friday night ;)*

Around four a.m Dean got up and went to use the bathroom. Once he was done he looked at his reflection in the mirror, he stroked his chin, grinned and winked at himself. "You're a handsome sonovabitch, you know that?" Then he heard some quiet laughter and edged out of the bathroom. He saw you and Cas sitting on the sofa by the door. "Cas? what the hell are you doing here? How the hell are you even here?" The angel stood. "Dean. It's been a while. I was catching up with (y/n) " "Wait, you to know each other? Why haven't you told me, Cas?!" Sam started to wake up, "Hm? Wassgoin on?" "Our favorite feathery-assed angel is back." The Doctor bolted upright from his sleep and grabbed for his sonic screwdriver, "WEEPING ANGELS?!" He asked, panic in his weary voice. Sam and Dean looked at him, then back to Castiel. You stood as the Doctor started to fully wake up, "Doctor, this is Castiel, an angel of the Lord. Cas, this is the Doctor, an alien." "An extraterrestrial. I've never formally met one before." The Doctor got up and shook hands with Cas before pointing his sonic screwdriver at him and analyzed it, he looked back up, "An angel. I've never met one before. Well, one that wasn't made out of stone, anyway, and one that was good." "Not all angels are good." Sam said, sitting at the edge of his bed, "Cas, what what are you doing here?" "I saw in the newspaper about the murders. I went to the crime scene then found out the victims, were killed in this world." "How?" Sam asked. "Dimensional Residue." "Void stuff." Cas and the Doctor said at the exact same time. "When people cross dimensions, Dimensional Residue is covered over them, angels perceive it, but I'm not sure if can as well." Castiel said, then the Doctor grinned, saying, "Exactly like Void Stuff." "So we're covered in this 'Void Stuff'?" Dean asked. The Doctor nodded then reached into his tweed jacket and and pulled out a pair of 3d glasses, one side red, the other blue. He passed it to Dean. The hunter watched him cautiously as he put on the plastic glasses and looked around. Everyone except Castiel was surrounded by small, thin green flakes. He looked at his own hands and waved them around; the Void Stuff followed. Dean took off the glasses and passed it to his brother. Sam looked around, "Whoa. But why doesn't Cas have that Dimensional Residue or Void Stuff or whatever you call it?" "Heaven covers all of space. I just need to find out where the dimensions are and travel through Heaven." "Ok, well it's been an exciting night but I want to know why you didn't tell us about her." Dean said, gesturing to you as he stepped forward to Cas. "Dean it's not his fault." You said, "But if you decide to be a d-bag, take it out on somebody else. Like a demon. And before you start up whining again, yes, we are staying on this case with you."

*Time skip brought to you by Gabriel, telling you to leave some candy and a couple bottles of wine on the porch for him.*

"I'm Agent Grimes and these are my partners Agent Dixon and Agent Greene." (A/N if you get that reference you're awesome) Dean said to the police officer at the front of the crime scene; they showed their fake badges and the woman let them through. You, Sam and Dean walked along the crime scene, investigators took pictures of the bodies that were under white sheets. There was a stench in there air that smelled of burning meat. The Doctor originally wanted to go, but when he found out that one of the victims was Harriet Jones, he just sadly sat down and put his head in his hands, telling hem to go. "Harriet Jones was one of the Doctor's friends, she was also the Prime Minister of London." You explained to the Winchesters as you knelt down and uncovered the sheet where Harriet Jones lay dead. You sighed and covered the woman back up and stood, brushing off your suit. "I'll go talk to the caller." Sam said, then strode over to the teenage boy who ha found the body. "Hi, I'm agent Dixon. And you are...?" "Andy. Andy Jefferson." "Ok, Andy, I just wanted to ask you a few questions about what you saw, or didn't see." The boy unfolded his arms and shuffled his feet, "Uh, yeah, sure." "Did you see anything strange? Smell anything weird, like, say... sulfur?" The boy shook his head, "No." "Even he most insignificant detail could help." Sam pressed, "I... heard a voice." "A voice?" Sam repeated, "What what did it sound like?" "It kinda sorta sounded like a robot." "A a robot?" Sam was taken aback. The boy shook his head, "I knew none of you would believe me." "No, no. I believe you. So what did the voice say?" The boy looked up and swallowed, "It said 'exterminate'."

A/N: I'm happy I've gotten this up, I really think this is heading somewhere!

Until we meet again, dear readers ~ClevaChloe