It was dark. There was something moving in the shadows chasing a group of people. It was Julia and a few of the other society crew. It was meeting night, but things hadn't quite gone to plan. "Quick get inside," an American voice shouted in front, from the entrance to the university. A group of army land rovers were parked there, and men in black military uniform with red berets stood with guns in hand. The group ran inside and the soldiers advanced behind them, creating a barrier inside the doors, which they locked. A snarl and a howl sounded off into the distance. It wasn't going to end well.

I awoke breathing a little heavier than I'd like. Luckily I hadn't startled the Doctor, who still lay fast asleep. His release on me had slackened, which meant I could move and sit up, throwing my legs over the edge of the bed. I rubbed my eyes. My friends were in danger, or so my vision saw. There was a light knock on the bedroom door which alerted me to my surroundings once more. I stood a little shakily on my legs and shuffled to the door opening it. "Sam" I said seeing the younger winchesters face. "Hey (y/n). I saw that you'd left the medical bay. Your phone was ringing, I hope you didn't mind me answering it. It was a friend of yours, someone called Julia. She said that she and some other people were trapped in your university building as there was something outside." I breathed a shaky breath, which alerted him. "(Y/N)? What is it?" I shook my head. "It's nothing. I'll explain on the way. Do you think you could drive me there?" He nodded a little confused. "Good, come on then." I said about to shut the door before I realised I needed shoes. I sighed. "Meet me by the impala in 10." He left as I headed back into the room and over to the walk in wardrobe to grab some shoes. Quickly pulling on a pair of trainers I took one last look at the still sleeping time lord before heading out, closing the door behind.

Sam stood exactly where I told him to wait, wearing a jacket and holding the impalas keys in his hand. "You going to tell me what's going on? You're being all secretive." I nodded and opened the passenger door, remembering that it was of course a left hand drive car, meaning the passenger side was opposite to usual. It was dark out now, which made me only think more of my vision. Sam hopped into the drivers seat and started the engine, before reversing and heading up the hill.

"So what's going on?" He asked again, glancing over at me for like the billionth time. "It's complicated. I mean really complicated." He looked a little annoyed by my answer. I sighed. "Okay. I had a vision. Well I've had a few, which I've recently found to actually happen." He looked a little shocked, but I knew he understood. "I know you went though all that a long time ago Sam but these are different. I saw what was happening to my friends before you even came to tell me Julia had phoned, that's why I was awake." I sighed again leaning back heavily in the seat. Rubbing my eyes I thought again about how messed up this whole situation was. "So what do we do?" He asked glancing over again. I shook my head. "I wish I knew. The Doctor would know. The Doctor always knows. He'd probably be furious that I'm here and not resting. I mean I feel fine now, except for…" I trailed off. "Except for what?" He questioned. He asks a lot of questions I thought. We were just exiting the village I lived in, heading up a hill when I answered. "I'm mutating. I didn't think it was even possible for a human to become a time lord but there we go, eh." Sam was getting confused I could see, either because of what I was saying or the fact that he was driving on the opposite side of the road with no idea as to where we were going. I mentally shook my head. "Time lord?" He asked. I took an intake of breath and sighed a "yeah". He cocked an eyebrow. "The Doctor's a Time Lord. An alien from the planet Gallifrey. Basically what the show Doctor Who is about. His life, his adventures, his battles, his losses." My face turned sad. What if he looses me? I dreaded the thought. I loved him so much and this baby completed that, unless it so happened to be Sam's which I paled at. It seemed more unlikely, though the Doctor didn't actually tell me how far gone I actually was. But the fact that I hadn't had my period 4 days ago brought me to the conclusion that it was the Doctors. "(Y/n)?" I heard Sam call, cutting me from my thoughts. "You okay? You just sort of blanked out." I nodded. "I'm good, just thinking. Uh go straight on at the round about," I said, noticing where we were. He followed my direction but pulled over just after. "Why we stopping?" I questioned with confusion. He turned fully to look at me. "Be straight with me here. What happened between us, that was real right?" I nodded slowly. "Of course it was. I love you, just things have become a little more complicated since what we did." My phone started to ring from my pocket which I checked, but didn't answer. It was the Doctor. "Complicated how? Apart from you mutating, how can it be any more complicated?" Sam was begging to raise his voice a little which I didn't like. My phone buzzed again, this time with a text from the Time Lord, asking where I was. I pocketed the phone again. "Sam just don't. I'm not in the mood for arguing." Sam's phone buzzed this time, as mine rang again. "I want to know, that's all I'm asking." I shook my head, and he lunged forward to grab my hands. I struggled to pull them away, but he still held on. "Sam just let me go." He shook his head "not until you tell me what's going on!" Tears gathered in the corners of my eyes as I shouted "I'm pregnant" at him. He let go and I jumped out the car, beginning the walk towards my university. It would probably be quieter than the younger Winchester keeping asking questions.

I'd barely gotten down the road and around the corner when I heard the impala slowly approaching. The window rolled down. "Go away Sam, I'm not in the mood for explaining," I said, not even turning to look at the driver. I hugged my arms around me at the bitter chill in the air, knowing I should have grabbed a jacket or something. "Come on (y/n) just get in. It's freezing and I don't want you walking around in your condition. Who knows what could be lurking out there." I turned to him sharply, giving him a look when he said "condition". He winced, realising what he had said. "Sorry I asked. I just feel I have a responsibility to keep you safe. Can you please just get in. The Doctor will kill me if I left you on your own to freeze to death." I shrugged and headed round to the passenger seat, hopping into the much warmer car. "He'd probably kill you anyway. Especially if he found out what we did in bed." The younger Winchester blushed a little, turning to pull a blanket off the back seat. "Here. Wrap yourself in this. You must have been frozen out there." He proceeded to wrap it round me, before we continued our journey to my university.

The journey was quiet for a while, before I decided to turn the radio on, daring not to re-tune it because Dean would be pissed. My eyes lit up as a Coldplay song came on the radio. "I love this song" I stated, turning it up. I began singing "hymn for the weekend". Sam looked over and gave me a strange look as we stopped at a set of traffic lights. "What! I love this song" he smiled and shook his head and we turned and headed down a hill, under a duel carriageway. "Makes a change from Deans usual" Sam stated. Suddenly the impala began coughing and spluttering. "Uh Sam?" I said feeling a little panicky. "Damn it. Something's wrong," he explained, managing to pull the car in under the carriageway out of the way of the main road. He slammed his hands on the steering wheel as the engine died. I clutched the blanket tighter as I knew we'd have no choice but to walk the rest of the journey, which was quite a distance. We were only about half way there. God damn it. I'm such a curse. Sam looked over at me. "We'll have to walk. Do you think you can manage?" I nodded silently. "Okay. Well we'll need a few things from the trunk, just for precaution." I nodded again before we both hopped out. I stood under the streetlamp, checking the missed calls from the Doctor and the messages he'd left, as Sam rummaged through the trunk, gathering together many bits of weaponry. I looked up after finishing reading my messages, and I'm glad I did because a man with a row of sharp pointy teeth was running towards me. "Sam!" I shouted as it lunged on me, teeth piercing my neck. There was a gun shot from the distance, which unfortunately for the vampire, hit him in the back of the head, the bullet going right through and out between the eyes, spraying me in its blood. It staggered backwards still alive, turning to the shooter. "Shit" I heard him say, because it was definitely a bloke. A minute later Sam swung a machete and sliced the vampires head clean from its shoulders. I felt the need to vomit, but managed to retain from doing so, noticing the shooter and another man strolling towards us. Oh god, more complicated I thought as I realised that Sherlock and John Watson were right in front of me. "What the hell was that?" John asked as Sam came and checked on me, using the blanket to wipe the blood splatters before noticing my neck. "(y/n)?" He put his fingers to the holes and I winced. The blood from the vampire had splattered over that area. That's when I started to panic. "Oh god," I said, leaning heavily against the bonnet of the impala. Sam hugged me close, trying to keep me warm against the bitter chill which had fallen. "What if I'm infected Sam. What if I turn?" I whispered just loud enough for him to hear. "We don't know that." He replied knowing that I could be right, before turning to the two new faces. "Who're you?" Sherlock removed his coat and passed it over to me, which I thought was odd because he wasn't like that, at least not on TV. I put it on, feeling like a child in my dads clothes. "The names Sherlock Holmes. This is Doctor John Watson." The said man answered, smirking as I waved my arms around at the sleeves being too long. "I'm Sam, this is (y/n)" the Winchester said pointing between us. I gave a little wave . "What was that thing? It wasn't human I got that much." John asked, crouching down and pointing the gun at the decapitated head, using it to push it. "It's a vampire, well was," I said, looking over at Sam who was using the discarded blanket to clean the blade of the machete, before throwing the blanket in the trunk and the machete into a duffle bag. He zipped up the bag before throwing it on his shoulder and taking my arm. "We need to get moving, but your welcome to tag along," I said smiling at the pair. "Where are you heading?" Sherlock asked as we began the walk. "My university. My friends are inn danger and I need to get there. Except…" I looked at the younger Winchester. "Except the car broke down and now we have to walk." I finished. Sam looked sheepishly at me as we began our journey. "Well Dean was supposed to be going to re-fuel, and obviously we ended up here," Sam stated. I elbowed him lightly. "Hey I wasn't blaming you, or Dean for that matter. Probably would have happened anyway." He smiled down at me as I took the lead, Sherlock making his way towards the front of our group while John walked along side Sam.

"Thanks for letting me borrow your coat," I said looking over to Sherlock, who was now walking level with me. He smiled and shook his head. "Not at all. You need it more than I do, especially with you being..." he paused and I knew what he meant. he'd guessed about me being pregnant. "Guess you didn't dress for the weather." I shook my head. To be honest I hadn't thought how cold it was going to get. The weather had been warm over the past week and at night also, so for tonight to be cold it didn't seem right at all. "No. But then I wasn't really planing on going out. I should be resting," I said making quotation marks when saying the word resting. I shook my head. "It's long and complicated. You're probably wondering how you're suddenly a long way from Baker Street. In Birmingham in fact." He looked a little confused but kept his eyes on me as I continued. "Uh you're in a different universe. A universe where you're a fictional character from a TV show which is based on books written by Arthur Conan Doyal. Keeping up?" He nodded, briefly looking back at Sam and John. "Sam's also from a TV show called supernatural. He's a hunter who kills Demons and all matter of the supernatural with his brother Dean. And me, well I'm the girl who watches way too much TV and fell in love with a fictional character and got pregnant." I winced a little at the last bit. "Sorry, you didn't really need to know that last bit." I mentally slapped myself. My brain was working faster than my mouth, again. I sighed. "Are you and Sam?" I shook my head, quickly. "No, no. It's not deans either. It's the Doctor's. Uh you'll meet him probably at some point. His life is way too complicated to fully explain. He just sort of dropped into my garden last week and well he's still here. Then more of you guys turned up." I shook my head an odd sensation coming over me. I suddenly felt dizzy. "Sam!" I quickly shouted to him as I nearly tumbled. He rushed over and grabbed my arms to steady me. John was at my side also, his doctor instincts kicking in as Sherlock watched on. "(Y/N)? What is it? What are you feeling?" The Winchester passed his duffle bag to Sherlock, who held it confused, as Sam bent down so he was eye level with me. He frowned, which I knew wasn't good. "Sam? My eyes have changed colour haven't they? I'm infected?" Sam gave a subtle nod grabbing my arms a little tighter. We weren't that far from the university now. "I'll make a cure. Just like what I did for Dean. Yeah?" I nodded and pulled on his arms. "We keep going. We get to my university and then you lock me in one of the rooms away from everyone. I am not going to turn. I don't want to hurt anyone." Sherlock and John looked a little confused as I began to start walking again, though I stumbled and fell on my backside. Sam quickly pulled me up and into his arms. "If you need to bite, try not to." I chuckled at his comment. And tried to cross my heart, well hearts. "Are either of you going to explain?" John asked as we walked off again. "Uh, well I got bitten by that vampire. Unfortunately it's blood came into contact with mine and now I'm infected." I explained. "Don't worry though. Sam knows of a cure so as long as I don't drink someone's blood, I'll be fine to be reversed." John was really confused I could tell, Sherlock however looked almost concerned. Considering in the TV show he didn't show his feelings, he certainly was now. "So which way now?" Sam asked. I felt sorry for him having to carry me, I mean I wasn't exactly light but he already knew that. "Uh just keep following the signs for Millennium point," I said getting slightly distracted by the fact my phone was ringing again. "Aren't you going to answer that?" John questioned looking over at me. "Nope." I plainly said after taking it from my pocket and having a quick peek. It was the time lord again. I gave Sam a knowing look, him guessing exactly who it was. A text came through next as we rounded a corner near to the main building of the university. There was a howl in the distance which made us freeze. "Please tell me that wasn't a werewolf?" I said quietly. Sherlock looked around us, pulling a gun out of the coat I was still wearing. I was nervous at the thought of actually having a gun on me the whole time I had been wearing his coat. My phone buzzed again, this time an unknown number. "God your brother's texting me now," I said as we slowly and steadily took a left and ended up outside the university building. The lights from inside dazzled me and I squinted in an attempt to protect my eyes. "This it?" John asked as I squinted. "Yeah," I ground out as we walked to the doors which didn't open. A group of soldiers were inside, their guns pointed towards the doors. "Damn it. It's unit." I said, wiggling out of Sam's grip. Putting me down I started banging on the doors. "Open up. Julia! I got your message. I know you're here." I shouted. A familiar silhouette walked towards the doors, waving for the soldiers to put their guns down as he approached. "Well, I was expecting someone taller," he said in a strong American accent, opening the doors. "Yeah well you're stuck with me Jack. Guessing Julia explained. Anyway no flirting." I said pointing towards the men behind me as I took a few shaky steps inside. "Sam, Sherlock and John," I gestured to each man in turn as I all but toppled over. Jack grabbed my arm and I tried to pull away. "Hey, hey!" He called as I struggled from his grasp. "(Y/n) lets get you inside," Sam said grabbing both arms as I reared away from the bright lights, pulling Sherlocks coat over my face. "What's going on?" I heard Julia say as we all entered the building, the unit soldiers taking their guard again, looking a little weary of me. I looked up to see her with a few of my other society friends "lysz you're better at explaining the whole vampire thing," I said taking a few stumbles past her towards the stairs, flashing the bite marks on my neck at her. On the way I noticed Martha Jones giving me strange looks, in fact everyone was. Well I was the girl who was currently mutating, pregnant with a time tot, you got to admit it's a cute name for a baby Timelord, and had vampire blood in my veins threatening to turn me. "Where you going?" I heard Sherlock say from behind as I reached the first floor. I hadn't realised that everyone I knew, bar the soldiers, were following, looking really concerned for me. "Third floor. I require locking in a room. Don't bother asking why just do it." I threw my mobile to the next face I saw which so happened to be mo sat on the second floor. I gave him a sad smile. "Text the doctor. He should be here. He's going to hate my guts for being here when I should be resting." I tapped his shoulder as I tried to fight against the craving I was starting to feel. I bared my vampire fangs briefly, before pinching myself. "No. Stop it." I growled at myself, quickening my pace. By the time I reached the third floor I was exhausted, not surprising with me being not very physically fit and carrying around a bundle of life. "(Y/n)?" Sam asked, as I turned right and headed away from the little cafe sat at the top of the stairs. I knew which room to go to. I saw this in my vision. Yeah I could have changed what I had seen, but like the Doctor would say "it's a fixed point in time" I sighed and kept walking, taking a left at the end of the corridor. I kept going, eventually reaching the room I was looking for. I opened the door switching the lights off and moving to the centre of the room. Sam gestured back at the others to stand outside as he walked in slowly. "(Y/N)?" He asked again. I threw off Sherlocks coat and handed it to Sam. "This room Sam. I need you to lock me in. I don't want to hurt anyone." I turned and looked at the window as a few rain drops started to fall. I sighed. The doctor is going to kill me for what's happened. I turned to a nearby table and began pushing it. "Woah what're you doing?" Sam questioned rushing over leaving Sherlocks coat by the door. "Creating a circle for me to sit in." I looked at him as he moved my hands from the table. "You're pregnant, you shouldn't be doing that." Instead he began to move the table I had started as I stood there.

Gradually a circle had been made in the middle of the room, the tables surrounding me. These tables were tall, kind of like the ones in a science lab in secondary school. Sam looked at me sadly. "It's okay Sam. I'll be fine. I can't hurt anyone now." He moved to the door, grabbing the detectives coat and opened it again. "But you could hurt yourself," he mumbled quietly as he left and closed the door behind him. Fiddling with the lock on the door he peered through the glass as it clicked locked. I sighed and looked down. As Sam was heading away from the door, two voices alerted me. "Where the hell have you been" I heard Dean shout as he came into view along the window separating the room and the corridor. Behind him was the Doctor. I tensed. Aww crap. He's going to go ballistic. "Where is she?" He asked and Sam turned to look at me. The time lord followed his gaze until his eyes landed on me. "(Y/N)" I smiled sadly before convulsing. "(Y/N)!" He started shouting my name as he moved to open the door. "It's locked. Why's it locked?" He asked banging on the door and trying to open it. He brought out his sonic screwdriver. "No don't. She was bitten by a vampire. She's turning." Dean looked at Sam horrified as he told them. "What? How could you let this happen," the Doctor argued back, clenching his fists. "It's not like I could have prevented it. I tried. The Impala broke down," Sam shouted back. I shook my head as they continued arguing that. "Boys this isn't helping!" I screeched back. They stopped. "It can still be reversed Doctor. Sam and Dean have done it before, they can do it again. They just need a few things, which could be a little difficult to gather. I didn't want to hurt anyone so I've locked myself in here. You need to realise that I did this. It was my fault, not Sam's." I explained to the Time Lord. He placed his hand on the glass of the door and I mirrored his movements, though my hand wasn't touching the glass. "We'll get the cure (y/n). I'll contact Cas and see if he can help." Dean said before heading away. Sam followed a few seconds later, the Doctor and him glaring at each other before he left. "I'll be fine Doctor. I can't go anywhere." He shook his head. "You shouldn't have left. You need rest." I huffed. "I'm fine and don't you go on about the mess I've now gotten myself into. I trust Sam and Dean as much as I trust you. They will get this cure and I'll be okay. I just need to keep myself away from you and everyone else. I didn't want you to see this. I don't want you to see this." He looked a little hurt, but looked more hurt when I told him to go and do something more useful other than stand there keeping watch over me. He stormed off.

Poor Doctor, all he wants to do is protect her. She doesn't listen, could get her into more trouble. You'll have to wait to find out.