Chapter 3: Lock and Rose

The TARDIS materialized on the outside of the abandoned building. The address was 4159 Baker Street.

"There. You can open the doors now, if you'd like." The Doctor smirked.

Sam opened the doors of the TARDIS and stood in awe. They were in London, England. There was a certain England look about this place. The buses the way the people dressed or perhaps it was the smell of beans and toast. He didn't know. He stepped out, looking at his surroundings carefully. The old buildings, the grand statues, the nostalgic feel of this place was amazing.

Dean stepped out next, 'cept the sights he was admiring wasn't so old and antique. No, he found a group of college girls sitting on a bed of grass and talking among themselves.

Cas walked out after Dean, looking at his surroundings for a short while.

The Doctor was the last to step out, he also, locked up when he was out. He didn't pay much attention to the scenery, as he's been to this place many times before. His mind was more worried about his friend who was being used by a devil.

"Alright, i must warn you to be prepared for anything. Once we are finished with Rose, I'll lose your number." The Doctor promised.

Sam nodded and the four walked into the building. But, where The Doctor had tied up Rose, was instead a man in his 40's with short blond hair and wearing a sweater.

Sam and Dean grabbed their guns from their pockets and pointed them at the man.

He raised his arms and began talking.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Oh, god please don't shoot!"

"Who are you?" The Doctor asked.

"John!" He answered.

"My name is John, oh god."

"John? Again with the John." Dean groaned.

"There are too many John's out there, he could be lying."

"You said that about The Doctor." Sam reminded.

"And i'm saying it now." Dean replied.

"What's your full name?" The Doctor asked, approaching the man.

"Doc, don't!" Dean warned him.

"For all we know the demon passed through your friend and went into him. Just stand-"

"Him? Nah, look at him. He's scared, he's like a frightened hedgehog. The thing that used Rose was angry and murderous No, he's not a monster. But you lot will be if you shoot him. Put the guns down." The Doctor demanded.

"We can't do that, Doctor. There's certain precautions that-" Sam was interrupted by Cas, who finally decided to speak after being silent.

"The two-hearted man is right. This man in front of us is human. Not possessed. His name is Doctor John Hamish Watson, he's a retired veteran. He has a sister named Harriette, and he lives at 221B baker street with his friend." Cas explained to the group.

"John Watson? Come on, that must be fake… No? Okay so, what, your parents were a big fan of books, huh?" Sam asked.

"Well, yeah, yes i guess so, please lower your guns." John pleaded.

Dean and Sam placed their guns back in their pockets.

"Alright, now that, that's settled. Where's Rose?" The Doctor asked, grasping his sonic screwdriver.

"Hey! I thought you said no weapons!" Dean exclaimed.

"Well, i didn't count me." The Doctor smirked.

"Rose? The girl that was here? That's why i'm here. So she was screaming and causing a scene, she was causing an uproar that annoyed Sherlock and so we walked here and he took her back to the flat, he left me here to tell whoever put her there to come and get her at the flat and.. Also that you should be shot for leaving her here without gagging her. And her voice is really annoying." John answered.

"Sherlock? As in Sherlock Holmes?" Sam asked, looking at his brother. They were both thinking the same thing… London is completely messed up.

"Yes! But he is alone in the flat and lord knows what he'll do." John said,

"Come on, i'll walk you to the flat. Just, be aware that Sherlock's a bit of a twat."

"Has she hurt him?" Sam asked.

"I don't know, i stayed behind and waited here for you lot." John explained.

"Where did you say he lived?" The Doctor asked Cas.

"221B Baker Street." Cas answered.

"Alright, let's g-" The Doctor started saying.

Before he nor anyone else knew it, they were inside the flat. Cas had used his power to transport all of them inside. Which, The Doctor didn't expect, nor did John, as he was in complete shock.

"How did- but how, we were." John struggled to comprehend how the group magically appeared in the flat.

Dean patted Cas' back.

"Thanks Cas."

Sherlock was sitting on his chair playing his violin he looked at the people who just appeared.

"John, how did you get in?" He asked, placing his violin on the table beside his chair.

"I-I don't even know." John stuttered.

"Where's Rose?" The Doctor asked, looking around the flat.

"Who? Oh the screaming girl. She's tied up in the kitchen, with a gag might i add. I don't like her voice. It's ear-bleeding. Almost compares to when Anderson speaks." Sherlock stood up from his seat. He looked at Sam and Dean.

"Long hair, 6'4, collar on jacket is down, jeans, plaid. You are younger than this gentleman here."

He gestured to Dean.

"Short blond hair, 6'1, deep voice, leather jacket. You two are close, you and him. You both have bags under your eyes, you've seen horrible things and you cannot fall asleep for a long period of time because of your job. You two obviously have guns in your pockets, in your back pockets of your jeans. So you two are in the business which requires an awful lot of weapons. This man right there has his car keys in his pocket of his jacket, his left pocket. If he had kept it in his right then it would be easy to steal, no the way this man walks he makes sure the keys are never stolen, because he cherishes his car. Car? Yes car, he has a sore back from sitting in the driver's seat but he's been used to it. So it's an old car. Passed down from his relative, possibly dad. No wedding ring on either of you two, so you're related not married.. Though i can't say the same for you and him."

He pointed to Cas.

"With him, it's not so difficult. He's religious, very religious, worships god. Married, obviously… With a child. Teenage child, but last time you saw her was a long time. 4 Years almost now. Something happened 4 years ago, something changed. Personality? Possibly, though i assume it has something to do with God or religion, but you strayed from that, your lack of work on your complexion indicates that. Which leaves the last person, you."

"Enough. You've proven you know your stuff, deduction's amazing but we have to get Rose and they have to-" The Doctor began speaking.

"They have to do what exactly?" Sherlock asked, looking at the Doctor straight in the eyes.

"Exercise her. She is possessed by a demon." Castiel explained.

"Preposterous. Demon's don't exist." Sherlock chuckled.

"Skeptic?" Sam asked.

"Show me evidence." Sherlock replied.

"All the evidence you need is tied up in the kitchen!" The Doctor exclaimed as he ran past the lot.

But when The Doctor ran into the kitchen all he found was a chair with rope and a gag on it. Rose was gone, she had vanished. They had no idea where she was now, this was their only chance to get her back and she was gone out of sight. He just stood there, mouth wide open in amazement.

"Jackie's going to kill me." The Doctor mumbled as he ran his fingers through his hair angrily.