Last time: "I'm sorry." Were his final words before he fell forward into John's arms.

"Sherlock?" John questioned, struggling a bit under his weight. Dean helped him out and they laid Sherlock down on the ground. John was breathing rather heavily and staring at Sherlock like he was a ghost, "He's... alive." He said quietly.

Dean patted his back, "He's going to be alright Johnny boy." Dean said reassuringly.

"Dean we shouldn't stay here. There might be more demons." Cas said, looking around the pool.

"He's right." Dean said, picking up Sherlock and throwing him over his shoulder. "We need to get going." He said, struggling a bit with Sherlock on his shoulder.

"Uh Dean?" Sam said, walking over. "You're going to get more than one weird look from people if you're carrying around an unconscious person on your shoulder." Sam explained, gesturing to Sherlock.

Dean nodded, "Good point." He put Sherlock on the ground as gently as he could and turned to Cas. "Can you zap us to the Tardis?"

"That won't work Dean." The Doctor said, "The Tardis isn't really a place. It's more of a dimension and it doesn't really work that way."

Dean sighed, "Can you zap us to the nearest hotel?" He asked. Cas nodded and put his hand on Dean and Sam. He came back and picked up Sherlock and John, and finally teleported the Doctor and Rose into the hotel. Sherlock was being held up by John and Dean. They walked into the hotel and Dean pulled out one of his many fake credit cards, "Three rooms." He said.

"One or two beds." The guy asked, raising an eyebrow at Sherlock.

"Doesn't matter, just give us three rooms." Dean said, looking a bit annoyed.

"Alright, rooms 301, 302, and 303." The guy said, handing him the keys.

All three rooms connected with one another and they all squished into room 301 to talk about the situation. They put Sherlock on the one big bed while John sat beside him with a concerned expression. "Will he be alright?" John asked, looking at Dean.

Dean shook his head and blew out a breath, "Hard to tell."

The Doctor suddenly perked up and pulled out his sonic screwdriver, "Ah!" He exclaimed, "Forgot I had this." He said, smiling at Rose. He scanned Sherlock and read the results on his screwdriver, "He doesn't seem to have any internal injuries. He's fine." The Doctor said, tucking his sonic back into his coat.

"What was that?" Dean asked, looking at the pocket the Doctor had put the sonic in.

"My sonic screwdriver." The Doctor answered with a smile.

Dean nodded, "Right." He said, turning back to John. "Well since Sherlock's already here, this can your guy's room." He said, throwing the key to John and disappearing out the door. Before John could object about their only being one bed everyone was out the door. He sighed and looked back at Sherlock, "You're alive." He muttered. He settled back against the head-board and crossed his arms, "When you wake up I'm going to kill you." He added.

Dean threw the key to room 302 to the Doctor, "You can have this one. We got 303." He said.

"Oh alright. We'll have to go pick up the Tardis at one point but I suppose it's been awhile since I've spent the night outside of my home." He said, looking at their room, "Need a vacation." He muttered.

"A vacation! Right. Like every trip we take isn't a vacation." Rose said, taking the key to the room and opening the door.

"It's not a vacation! We get into trouble every time!" The Doctor argued.

Rose stepped inside ad gave him a tongue-in-teeth smile, "Don't act like you don't love it." She said.

He goofily grinned back at her as he walked inside, "What you don't?"

Rose sighed, "Maybe I need a vacation." She said closing the door behind her.

Dean and Sam chuckled at the two, "Do you think they know?" Sam asked Dean quietly.

"Know what?" Dean asked.

"That a cupid has yet to touch both of them." Cas answered, walking toward room 303.

Sam snickered while Dean shook his head. They walked into the room to find that there were two beds, "Thank god." Dean muttered.

"Dean I'm going to go fetch the Impala." Cas said, disappearing before Dean could answer.

"So Dean what do you think of the add-ons we have acquired." Sam asked, smiling.

"They're a bit weird." Dean said. "Especially the Doctor. I mean that guys is just bad news." Dean said grimacing.

"What do you mean?" Sam asked, falling onto his bed.

"I mean, he said he was an alien, he could see Cas's wings and then he has this sonic screwdriver and a time traveling machine." Dean paused. "Listen to me I sound like a crazy person." He muttered.

"Like always." Sam added. "You know what I think." Sam paused, smiling widely. "I think you're jealous." He said, chuckling.

"What? Of what? Why would I be jealous of him?" Dean asked.

"I don't know but you act like you're jealous." Sam teased.

Dean paused, "Shut up." He said, and fell back onto the other bed. He pulled a pillow over his head, "Go get food. I'm starving." He said, hoping Sammy would hear him.

Dean heard Sam's footsteps and then the door open and close. He sighed and tried to push his face deeper in the pillow.

Room 301…

John sat next to Sherlock in a chair. "God you're a bloody prick." He said, staring at him. "Gone Sherlock." He ranted. "You were dead." He whispered to himself. "You probably can't even hear me right now, so there really is no point in talking anyway." It was silent for a second. "Dead Sherlock." John said, trying not to scream. "I thought you were…" He said, putting a hand over his mouth. "You could've told me." He said, staring at the unconscious man. "I thought you were dead you absolute bloody prick!" He yelled. Sherlock didn't even shift. John sighed, "You're alive." He whispered to himself. Realization seemed to hit him at that moment and he felt tears at the corner of his eyes, "Sherlock Holmes is alive." He looked at the wall and sighed again.

"You're not going to cry are you?" A weak voice said. John looked back at Sherlock and saw that he was awake. "Hello Jo-" Sherlock was cut off by John pulling him sharply into a hug. Sherlock tensed at the sudden movement.

"God you bloody bastard." He practically growled. "I missed you." John said, softer.

Sherlock let out a breath and relaxed, "I… Missed you too." Sherlock said.

John pulled back and mad Sherlock lay back down, "I would punch you right now if you weren't injured already." John threatened. Sherlock smiled slightly.

"I'm sorry John." He said before . John sighed and went to go sit down on the other side of the bed. "What are you doing?" He asked, groggily.

"Theres only one bed and I'm tired." John said, taking off his shoes and jumper. Sherlock tensed a bit but when John settled and his breathing evened out, Sherlock fell into a peaceful sleep.

Room 302…

The Doctor and Rose sat in the hotel room in silence. The day they had experienced was exhausted and they wanted to enjoy at least a little bit of silence before continuing their adventure.

The silence didn't last long. The Doctor turned to Rose and smiled, "Rose." he said.

She looked at him and smiled back, "Yeah?" She answered.

"Something new!" He exclaimed. They both started to laugh.

"You've never dealt with demons before?" Rose asked.

"No but I've dealt with ghosts. Yeah scary things ghosts. I got rid of a few in Nebraska with…" The Doctor trailed off and then his eyes went wide. "Oh I'm so thick!" He exclaimed.

"What?" Rose asked.

"Harvelle!" He screamed. "The guy I handled the ghosts with! His last name was Harvelle! How could I not have remembered?" The Doctor asked. "He must have been that woman Ellen's husband." THe Doctor concluded.

"Doctor I've seen a lot of things. Extremely weird things but I have never seen anything like demons. Are they aliens?" Rose asked.

"No. Not aliens. These things were made in Hell." The Doctor said, looking down. "Where Lucifer sits."

"Hell? You mean there's a Heaven and Hell?" Rose asked.

The Doctor looked at her, "I'm not sure anymore. I thought I knew everything about Earth but apparently not."

Rose sighed, "Well I'm tired and it's getting late. I'm going to go to sleep. We'll get the Tardis in the morning."

Rose took off her jacket and her shirt revealing a loose-fitting tank top. The Doctor averted his eyes and tried to hide the blush he felt on his cheeks. Rose also took off her jeans and the Doctor turned to see that she had the boxer kind of underwear. This made him feel a bit better about looking at her. She didn't seem to have any problem stripping in front of the Doctor. To be perfectly honest from the way she smiled she seemed to have enjoyed it. She crawled under the covers and looked at the Doctor with hooded eyes, "Are you coming Doctor?" She asked.

The Doctor scratched the back of his neck, "What do you mean?" he asked.

"To bed? Are you coming to bed? I mean even time lords need to sleep." Rose said patting the space next to her. The Doctor looked around the room and for the first time realized that there was only one bed.

"Oh. Are you sure? I mean, there's only one bed." The Doctor said, gesturing to it.

Rose rolled her eyes, "Oh come on. You need to sleep."

The Doctor sighed and nodded. He pulled off his trench coat and suit and draped it over one of the chairs. Then he took off his shoes and climbed under the covers. Rose turned off the lamp on her side then leaned over the Doctor to turn off the other one. The Doctor averted his eyes again as Rose's tank top slipped down and flashed him her bra. Then she fell back down on the bed and told the Doctor goodnight. The Doctor told her goodnight and he wondered how he was going to get to sleep when he was inches from the love of his life.

Later that night…

Everyone in those three rooms were asleep. The time was 11:00pm. In room 301 the Doctor was sleeping like a baby. He was anyway until he felt a pressure on top of him. He opened his eyes and saw a figure straddling him. He quickly turned on the lamp next to him and the light showed that it was Rose, "Rose?" The Doctor asked, looking up at her. "What are you doing?"

Rose didn't answer instead she leaned down and kissed him. The Doctor melted on the spot. It felt really good to have Rose's lips on his but there was something different about it. It felt like he wasn't kissing Rose. This feeling reminded him of when he was kissing Cassandra. He grabbed Rose by the arms and pulled her off of him. He threw her off of him to the side.

"Doctor?" Rose said, startled as the Doctor stood up and turned to face her. She was leaning back on her elbows looking at him in confusion. "What are you doing?" She asked.

"What are you?" The Doctor asked his voice stern. He wanted his Rose back, he thought to himself, not that she was his, he added.

"What?" Rose asked innocently.

"You're not Rose. That much is obvious. So answer me, answer me now before I get mad. What. Are. You?" He said his voice eerily calm.

The thing controlling Rose sighed and stood up. She pouted, "Fine. Man and I thought I was going to have a little fun with you." She sighed again and looked the Doctor up and down, "Alas, no." She said dramatically. She smiled but it wasn't Rose's smile. "I'm a messenger." She said. "From the big boss." She said, eerily. "I need to speak to the Winchesters." She said.

"Will you get out of Rose if I take you to them?" The Doctor said, his voice unwavering.

The thing looked at him in mock pity, "Oh sweetie. It doesn't work like that." She brought up her arm and scratched a line down it. Blood appeared, "You take me to them and I won't kill her."

"No! No! I'll take you to them. Don't kill her." The Doctor said, walking to the door. "I'll show you where they are." He said. He led them next door and knocked loudly. There was some scuffling on the other side and then the door opened to show a sleepy Dean.

"What?" He asked sleepily.

Rose walked in and the Doctor followed. The lights turned on and the brothers groaned at the light. "I have a message." The demon said.

"Rose what are you doing?" Dean asked, rubbing his eyes.

"Think again Winchester." Her eyes went black.

Dean glared at the demon, "What the hell do you want?" Dean growled. Sam was sitting up suddenly alert.

"The boss sent me. You know the Devil. Satan. Lucifer. He sent me to tell you that he's coming. It won't be long. Not too long now that we have the Bad Wolf." She said, looking down at the body she possessed. "Prepare for war Winchesters. It's coming your way." Then she was gone. Rose was gone and the Doctor was left shocked at what he saw and what he heard.

I am sooooooo sorry I haven't updated in forever. School and things caught up with me and exams and studying and just... life caught up with me and prohibited me from writing. Not to mention the horrible writers block I had. The next chapter will hopefully come quicker. Anyway hope you enjoyed and review.