Can I just get something straight? Ok. Em and the doctor are NOT together. They're just very best friends. Like Donna and the doctor. Ok carry on

As Merlin packed his spell books and other things he needs, the team raided the royal kitchen.

"This is the best chicken ever." Dean moaned as they ate in a long table and as maids served them.

"Thank you, catched it myself. With the help of Merlin and Arthur." A girl said as she refilled their cups and cleaned their table. "Arthur's very compulsive. If he's not out princing, he's catching dinner."

"Gwen, right?" Sam asked.

"Yeah. Have you heard of me, sirs?" Gwen said, blushing.

"abit" Sam admitted. "And you're best friends with Arthur?"

"Can I have some pie?" Dean interrupted.

"pie?" Gwen asked.

"Um, it's just bread from our home land." The doctor replied.

After Gwen left, Merlin returned with a small bag that contained a book and a few vials.

"Basic wizarding stuff" Merlin said, double checking his stuff. "Gaius helped me pick this stuff out. This is very serious stuff."

"We won't be gone for long." The doctor said, leaning back on his chair. He hasn't touched his food. "And by the way, who drove the tardis here? I mean this is the best place to land. A long time away from the statues, Merlin still young. Arthur not even a king yet and those other madness hasn't happened yet."

"What other madness?" Merlin asked, looking up at him.

"Oh, you know." The doctor said, sitting up. "taxes and stuff…. The things kings do."

"Is this an alternate dimension or our dimension, only hundreds of years back?" Dean asked.

"It is." Em said. "I decided to go to our dimension- the dimension where Sherlock doesn't exist in modern day- and I traveled back in time. I thought probably, the statues traveled back in time in the other dimension- Sherlock's dimension- and I checked. Arthurian legend doesn't exist in that dimension."

"Nice." The doctor commented.

"And you remembered to do everything?"

"Flipped the thing that makes it stable, turned the knob to 344, I did everything." Em smiled proudly to herself.

"Did you remember to put it on park?"

"yes"

"How about to make sure it's not leaking any of its appara-"

"yes"

"Did you check its meters and made sure they didn't go to red?"

"yes"

"did you make sure you put it on radio camouflage mode?"

"what?"

The doctor's eyes widened. "You know, with that amount of radioactivity in the watches, the statues would be able to track us down. If you activated the radio camouflage, then it hides the radio frequency."

Em blinked "what?"

There was a loud banging on the door.

"run." The doctor breathed. "RUN!"

The Team took off, leaving their food behind them.

"This way!" Merlin called. "Kitchens!"

They followed Merlin who was clutching his bag close to him. "Hurry!" Merlin opened the door and they were greeted by 4 statues. They hissed at them. Merlin said " " and the door bolted by itself.

"That door won't hold them for much longer." Merlin said "What do we do?"

"Put some juice into these." The Doctor said, taking out the three watches. "We can teleport out. John!"

John turned to the doctor.

"Use this to make sure the doors are locked. both doors." The doctor emphasized, throwing him the sonic screwdriver. John nodded and ran off, closely followed by Sherlock.

Merlin placed his hand over the watches and started muttering something in a different language. His eyes glowed scarlet while he chanted and sweat started forming down his forehead.

"Doctor, we can't hold it much longer!" Sherlock cried from across the room.

The watched beeped, signaling it's ready for use. Merlin collapsed and landed in to the ready arms of Em.

"thanks." Merlin muttered as he whipped his brow.

"don't mention it."

Em took a watch for herself and the doctor put on the other watch. Just then, the doors opened. And the statues rushed in. The doctor timed the clock to three seconds and threw it at Sherlock and John. Just when Sherlock catched it with John, it activated, driving them through time and space.

"What did you do?" Dean asked.

"I sent them back in time to save them. We'll find them sooner or later. At least they don't have us all." The doctor said as they were surrounded.

"You need us alive!" He told the statues. "To open the prison, you need our blood, right? You need it fresh so you can't kill us until we are all here."

They started hissing.

"I can't understand." Em said, looking at the doctor. His eyes grew wide. "Doctor, what is it?"

"I can understand them." The doctor murmured.

"So can I" Merlin said.

"No, only few creatures can understand them." The doctor looked at Em worriedly "what if they did something in my head. More than just finding information."

Em stared back at him worriedly. She was created to fit in so she knew all about the team. She knew the doctor's worst fear weren't Daleks or weeping angels, or even bloody Tranzalore. It was knowing that he could harm his own friends.

She felt cold hands grip her own hands and hold them behind her back. She continued looking at the doctor. He looked like he thought he was a monster. He wanted to exclude himself to avoid harm to his friends. She shook her head, trying to tell him that that was not going to happen. She continued looking at him before the statues obscured their view and they were all lead to the tardis.

"My Dear! What is going on here? Who are you?"

Sherlock and Dean woke up to the sound of a man's voice calling to them. They were in a fully furnished living room of a flat and there were no traces of electricity whatsoever. A man stared down at them. "

"What is this atrocity? Did you break into my house?"

"no, no." Sherlock said, standing up. His head started to spin and he fell backwards.

"Dear me, let me get you some tea." The man said, walking off.

"John? John?" Sherlock asked, looking for his friend.

"On the floor, Sherlock" John said. Sherlock offered his hand and helped him up.

"You've landed in an empty flat right next to mine." The man said after he brought a tray of tea and ushered them to sit down. "I'm the land lord, actually and if you want to rent it you could just ask me."

"That would be nice. We could work." John muttered. "what year is it?"

"My, how ignorant you are to not know the year!" the man exclaimed. "If you must know, it is the year 1880."

Sherlock nearly choked on his tea. "1880?"

"Last time I checked." The man confirmed. "So what work do you intend to do?"

"I'm a.. I'm a consulting detective.I am Sherlock Holmes" Sherlock said. "This is my… Boswell, good friend, and medical doctor, Dr. John Watson."

"Well I say, I have been planning to write a mystery novel." The man mused "Maybe I could write about you two. Consulting detective! Well, that is new!"

"And what is your name, sir?"

"My name?" The man laughed "I would doubt you know me for not many people do but I am Sir Arthur Conan Doyle."