"The Doctor's Rose is your friend?"

"We knew her as kids. We hadn't seen her in years until she showed up during a case. We're all back at the bunker now."

I'm on my way." He says then hangs up.

"Is he coming?" Rose asks

"Yes. He's on his way."

"Thank you Dean."

"You're welcome Rose."

Sam walks back into the room. "Sherlock says he'll help. John too."

"How soon can they all be here?" Rose asks, looking at both at them.

Before Dean or Sam could answer, there was a knock on the door. "I'll get it." Deans says. "It's probably Cas." He hurries up the stairs and opens the door. Sure enough, Cas is standing there, looking a bit disheveled, his blue eyes full of worry. "Dean."

"Cas." Dean greets then opens the door wider. "Come in."

He gave a nod and followed Dean down the stairs and into the map room where Rose and Sam were.

"Hello Sam."

"Nice to see you Cas."

"You too Sam." He replies then turns to Rose. "You must be the Doctor's Rose."

She blinked in surprise then gave him a smile. "Yes. I suppose I am. Nice to meet you."

"You as well."

"Dean. Is there anything I can do to help at the moment?"

"Yes, there is. It would be much faster if you could retrieve Sherlock and John."

"I'm on it." He says then teleports away.

"Thank you Dean."

"You're welcome Rose. You're our friend. Winchesters help their friends."

"I remember. I appreciate that."

Cas reappears, Sherlock and John holding onto him. "That was most unpleasant. Do not subject me to that again." Sherlock says immediately letting go of Cas.

"Sorry Sherlock. That was my fault. I needed the help of you and John. I didn't want to wait while you took an aeroplane here." Rose explains.

He looks at her, his blue green eyes quickly taking in everything about her appearance. She sighs slightly, knowing he was seeing her messy hair, disheveled clothing, part of her finger where her ring from James Smith once was, the dark circles under her eyes…"I know what you're seeing. Yes, I'm been through some trauma and I haven't been sleeping well. I did use to wear a ring. It was from my former husband. He died. He told me that when the day came that he died to remove my wedding ring and give to Tony. My younger brother. So that's what I did. My hair and clothes are messy because I've been traveling for many days."

He smiled in his slight way. "Only you, Molly and John can do that."

"Do what?"

"Know what I'm going to say before I say it."

"Guess we're special." She quips giving him her tongue touched smile.

"Perhaps. Now why do you need our help?"

"I need to find the Doctor."