They ran towards Dean's yells, Sam pulling Clara along by the hand. The only strange thing was that Clara wasn't protesting. She didn't even want to protest. It was as if she had completely forgotten about the Doctor and all they'd been through, and all she wanted was this tall stranger that she knew nothing about.

The Doctor definitely hadn't missed the fact that someone else was holding Clara's hand, not him. He frowned at them in confusion, wondering why the hell Clara wasn't pulling away. As they reached Dean he held Clara's free hand, gently pulling her away from Sam. The three were preoccupied with this that they hadn't even noticed what Dean was yelling about.

They all turned towards the road, where black cars were driving up, demon after demon exiting them. "Jesus Christ!" Dean yelled.

"I don't see any sign that Jesus Christ is amongst them, Dean." Cas said calmly.

Dean ignored him, brandishing his knife as a demon stepped forward. "Give him to us." The demon said.

"No way! You aren't getting anywhere near Cas!" Dean defended.

"Not him. The Doctor." The demon pointed to where the Doctor was standing, forehead wrinkling as he frowned in confusion.

He let go of Clara's hand and stepped forward. "If you take me with you will you promise to leave these people alone?" He asked.

"Wait. You're a doctor?" Dean asked, incredibly confused.

Cas stepped up, whispering, "I don't believe that man has ever been to medical school."

Clara tore her gaze away from Sam and said, "He's not a real doctor. He's just called that because for some reason he doesn't like people to know his name."

Dean turned towards her voice, frowning when he saw that she was holding Sam's hand. "Dude, why are you holding her hand. That's not cool, man. She's married!"

The demon stepped forward, taking hold of the Doctor's arm. "You will come with us."

Dean stepped forward to attack the demon, telling the Doctor to get out of the way. He ducked as Dean stabbed the demon, causing the other demons to advance. "You just killed an innocent man!" The Doctor yelled as they made their way back into the bunker.

"I try not to think about it that way, Doc." He waited for everyone to get inside before locking the door.

"Can't they just get in?" The Doctor asked, pulling out his sonic screwdriver.

Dean shook his head and walked past, pulling Sam's hand away from Clara's. "Nope. Demon proof." Sam glared at him as he walked away and reached for Clara's hand again.

The Doctor stepped between them, pulling Clara away. "Doctor, what are you doing?" She asked, trying to pull away.

"We need to talk, Clara." He exclaimed as he pulled her away from the rest of the group. "What are you doing?" He asked in a loud whisper.

She shrugged. "Talking to Sam. You know, I never really noticed how handsome he is until now." She smirked as she looked his way.

The Doctor frowned, gently turning her head back to face him. "What did he do to you?" He asked seriously. "He must've injected you with some kind of serum. Regular Clara is not this girly. She doesn't openly swoon over random men." He started scanning her with his sonic screwdriver.

"Doctor, isn't it obvious? I'm in loooooove." She sang.

He looked at her, hurt coloring his face. "But you're in love with me." He stated nervously.

"Not anymooore." She sang again, walking back towards Sam.

The Doctor glared as Sam wrapped his arms around her waist. "What did you do to her?" He asked in a low growl as he walked up to him. "What did you do to make her act this way? Did you inject her with some kind of medication?"

Sam frowned at him. "No, of course not! We were just looking into each other's eyes and then…" He sighed. "We realized we loved each other." He smiled down at her.

Dean looked between the three. "Okay, whatever the hell is going on here, can we please focus on the matter at hand? There are about fifty demons lined up outside our door!"

"I thought you said they were unable to locate this place." Cas said.

"Yeah, I know but I guess they did!" Dean said angrily. He looked back up to Sam. "Sammy, can you try to find a way that we can get rid of these suckers?"

"Nope." He replied, eskimo kissing Clara.

Dean grimaced. "Ugh, I'm gunna barf."

Cas frowned as he studied the two. "I believe they've been shot by a cherub." Cas stated.

"A what? Clara's been shot?! So you did do something to her!" He was immediately pulling Clara close to him, examining her for any wounds.

"She's been shot by Cupid." Dean reiterated.

"What?!"

"Yeah, and so has Sammy."

"But that's not right! I was in love with Clara long before he was!"

"Sorry, Doc. I don't make the rules."

"But this shouldn't even be possible! First you tell me that there are such things as demons, then I actually meet one, and now you're telling me a baby in a diaper shot my girlfriend with an arrow that is magically making her love some complete stranger!" The Doctor said, infuriated.

Cas nodded in agreement. "Yes, it is strange that a cherub would make her fall in love with someone, even though she's already in a relationship."

Dean nodded too. "Maybe he was trying to hit us and he missed."

Cas squinted at him. "Why do you say that?" He asked.

He looked at Cas, and then shook his head. "Oh, just trying to think of a reason… I wasn't actually saying that." He chuckled awkwardly before turning around. "I'm gunna go get us some beers."

The Doctor walked up to Cas and asked, "Is there any way we can make them go back to normal?"

"I'm not sure. I apologize." Cas answered.

The Doctor sighed and rubbed his face with his hand. "Oh great." He muttered. As he looked back, expecting to see the two swaying around looking completely ridiculous, he saw Sam alone, smiling like a school boy. "Where'd she go?"

"To the restroom." He answered. Then his face lost the smile. He looked around as if he'd just woken up. "Wait, was I just… did I…" He looked at the Doctor. "Oh my god I just stole your wife from you! I am so sorry! I don't know what came over me!" He had his hands up in defense. "I never intended for that to happen. I apologize. I am very sorry!"

"It seems that the spell was broken." Cas said suspiciously.

The Doctor smiled. "Isn't that a good thing?!"

"Not necessarily." He replied.

-x-

Clara walked to the front of the bunker, opening the door with a smirk. She rubbed away the demon trap with her foot. "Come on in, boys!" She yelled, spreading her arms apart. She blinked, her eyes turning black.

-x-

Dean returned with the beers, handing one to Sam, the Doctor, and Cas. "Where'd Clara go?" He asked.

"To the bathroom." The Doctor answered, taking a sip of the beer before spitting it back into the bottle.

They turned their heads as they heard running, lots of running. They readied themselves as they saw the hoard of demons running towards them. "How the hell did they get in here?!" Dean yelled, setting down his beer and pulling out his knife.

Clara walked through the group as they spread apart for her. "We just want the Time Lord." She said.

The Doctor ran toward her. "Clara! What are you doing?!"

"Doc, I don't think that's your wife anymore."

"She's not my wife! We were just saying that. But what's happened?!" He put a hand on her cheek. "Clara, why did you let them in?"

Cas stood straighter as he said, "Time Lord?"

Clara smirked, chuckling. "Little love sick Clara was not being very clever when she opened the bathroom window."

"Doc, step away from her." Dean demanded.

"Oh, you better listen to him, Doc. Or should I say your real name…"

"Stop!" He yelled, taking a tentative step back. "Clara would never say my real name freely like that. She would never tell it to anyone. What have you done to her?"

Clara smiled coldly, blinking, her eyes black. "You can call me Sarah by the way."

I'm not entirely sure if I'm happy with this chapter, but I hope you enjoyed!