The four boys were still in the TARDIS trying to think of ways to get to Sally with no result. The Doctor had taken to sitting on the railing while Dean was sitting on the ground leaning against the TARDIS consul. Cas was standing completely silent and a little bit stiff next to the Doctor but a couple steps away. Sam was the one that everyone was worried about. He was pacing back on forth quite quickly. Dean was beginning to worry he was going to hurt himself. It cant be good for a person to worry that much. Especially after just meeting the girl.
"Sammy, are you okay?" Dean asked with caution. He did not want to be the one that made his brother snap.
Sam stopped his pacing and looked at his brother and responded with the most sarcastic tone Dean had ever heard come out of his brothers mouth, "Yeah, Dean, I'm fine. You know, I just got a girl freaking kidnapped by the devil and probably killed."
"Sammy, you don't know if she is dead."
"She probably is!"
"But you don't know that!"
Dean and Sam continued to argue quite loudly and the Doctor almost kicked them out, but he let it slid this one time. They were brothers. They are bound to fight. Besides at least they were fighting about Sally. At least they were thinking about her. Of course he was worried about her, but he could not get Rose off his mind. His Rose. He missed her, and he wanted her back. He didn't even know if she was doing okay. He had no way to ch-. Wait. Castiel was an angel. He might be able to find her even if she was in a different dimension. It was worth a shot, right?
"Castiel."
Cas looked at the Doctor surprised that he had called for him. He took a few steps over to the Doctor not knowing what to expect, but it might be better than listening to the Winchesters argue. "Yes, Doctor?"
"I was... uh…" he began to play with his jacket nervously. It's not that he was nervous of Castiel, but it was a bit selfish to be thinking of Rose in a time like this. "I… um… do you know anything about Rose?"
"Rose Tyler? You're companion? Yes, I know things about her. She was born in London, lived with her mother…"
"No, not like that. Can you find her and check up on her? Just to make sure she's okay."
Cas finally realized what the Doctor was saying and shook his head slowly. "I am sorry, Doctor. I cannot. She is in another dimension. Angels can travel through time, but that is about it. We cannot travel through dimensions. It would mess up the-"
"Yes, I know that it would mess up everything. Thanks anyway."
"You are in love with her?" He said it as more of a statement than a question, but he didn't mind.
"Yes, I am. I just need to know if she's okay, but that is not going to happen. Ow!" the Doctor placed his hand over the spot in his chest that felt like it had just taken a punch, "What in the world?"
Sally woke up in the same warehouse she had passed out in, but she woke up warm, untied from the chair, and underneath a blanket. When she began to move she noticed the bandages on her leg, arms, and face. "What?"
"Hey. Look who's finally wake. How ya feelin'?"
"What?" She turned towards the source of the voice only to be met with a man a little shorter than the Doctor with dark brown hair and a nice smile. He was actually quite good looking. Muscular but not too much, and he was fairly well groomed. He looked nice all around. "Who are you?"
"Captain Jack Harkness, my lady. And you are?"
"Uh... Sally." She sat up all the way and offered her hand for him to shake. "Sally Sparrow."
He took her hand with a smile. "All right, Sally, you want to tell me how you got into this mess? I found you here unconscious covered in blood and one nasty stab wound."
Sally gave him a half-hearted laugh. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you and it's kind of a long story."
"We have time and I've seen things you probably have never dreamed about. Give it a shot."
"Oh okay then, but before I start, how did you find me?"
"I was tracking Weeping Angel activity, but they are not here. And from what I can see they were never here. The signal was very strong in this room so I came in and found you all bloody and beat up, and I can never resist a pretty face." He winked at her.
"Wait! The Weeping Angels! You were tracking the Weeping Angels?"
"Yeah, you probably don't know what they are, but yeah I was tracking them."
"Do you know the Doctor?"
"The Doctor? Like great hair, blue tie, brown suit Doctor?"
"Yeah, yeah him!"
"Yeah, I know him. Why?"
"Can you take me to him?"
"Sorry, Sally, I've been looking for the Doctor for months and I still haven't found him. You are welcome to come with me if you'd like, though. The Doctor has his companions I might as well have one of my own."
Sally giggled, "Yeah, I'd like that, Jack. I always travel alone anyway. It would be nice to have someone else."
Jack gave her an award winning smile and a pat on the shoulder, "All right, Sally Sparrow, tell me about yourself and what got you here."
"Doctor, are you okay?" Dean asked when he noticed the Doctor holding his chest.
"Yes, I'm fine. I think it was my physic paper."
Sam gave him a confused look "Psychic what?"
"Paper. When I show it to people it shows them what I want them to see. Given of course that they do not out smart it and know it is psychic paper."
"Then what's this about?"
"Well, Sam, it appears I have gotten a message. It doesn't happen often, but it does happen." He pulled out the paper and looked at it. The curious look on his face faded to joy with slight worry."
"What? What is it?" Dean called over noticing the Doctor's expressions.
"It's Sally!"
"What?" Sam hurried over to the Doctor and took the paper form his hands and read the message himself. He frowned. "Okay, one how do you know it's her, and two why are you happy about this? She is begging for help!"
"Yes, but, Sam, it can only be her and I can track her using the signal left on the psychic paper!" The Doctor preceded to mess with the TARDIS, running around the consul like a little child on a sugar rush, until he had his hand on a lever and looked at the others with a smile on his face. "Ready to go find Miss Sparrow? I'd hold on it may get a bit bumpy." He pulled the lever and the TARDIS dematerialized with them inside, and the Doctor was right. It took Sam and Dean off guard and they fell to the ground at lift off. Cas, however, had taken the Doctor's advice and grabbed the railing so that he wouldn't fall, and the Doctor had done this so many times that he was enjoying it. Riding in his TARDIS across space and time. Well, this time only a few hundred miles, but it was all the same.
Sally proceeded to tell Jack about how she first met the Doctor and then took up hunting the Weeping Angels in an attempt to find him again. She told him about the Winchesters and their Angel. She told him about Lucifer and what he wanted and about how he tortured her and just left her there.
"He said he wanted Sam and I guess that makes me bait."
"Yes, it does, but it's a pretty stupid plan since he gave Sam no hints on where to find you." He wrapped on of his arms around her shoulder. "Did you have a good relationship with this Sam?"
"I haven't even known him for a week," she smiled up at Jack.
"Haven't you ever heard of one night stands?"
"I don't do those. So you're not getting lucky tonight, Captain."
He laughed. "Neither are you. Not with that leg."
They both laughed, but were cut short by the sound of the TARDIS materializing.
Sally's face lit up and she gave Jack a big hug. "He found us!"
"I guess he did," he hugged her back. "I'm going to have to have a talk with him about leaving his pretty companions out in the cold. I told him I was going to take one of them these days."
She laughed and gave him another hug.
Sam was the first out of the TARDIS practically running out to find Sally. "Sally!" he ran over to her when he spotted her.
"Easy there, tiger," Jack said as he moved to let Sam get closer to Sally, "Don't hurt her leg."
"Her leg? What?" Sam looked down at Sally's legs to see her bandaged leg with blood seeping through the bandage signaling it needed to be changed. "Oh God, Sally, I'm so sorry!"
"It's fine, Sam. Jack, here, fixed me up."
Sam looked up and Jack and gave him a silent thank you. Jack just nodded and walked over to where Dean, Castiel, and the Doctor were standing by the TARDIS.
"Lover boy over there needs to take a chill pill," Jack said when he was close enough for the others to hear, but far enough away so that Sam was out of ear range.
"Yeah, he does. Dean Winchester." Dean held out his hand.
Jack took it with a smile. "Captain Jack Harkness. Nice to meet you." After his introduction with Dean he turned his attention to Castiel.
"Castiel, I presume." He held out his hand for Cas to shake as he looked over the Angel's body hungrily.
"Don't. Just don't, Jack. He's an Angel," the Doctor said with a little annoyance at his friend from eyeing up an Angel.
"Hey, I was just being friendly," Jack protested with a smile.
Jack stayed where he was standing as he talked to the Doctor, and where he was standing was a little too close to Castiel for Dean. Dean didn't know why he was so uncomfortable with Jack eyeing up Cas. He just was. He moved a bit closer to his angel. A subtle movement, but apparently Jack had been keeping one eye on Castiel the entire time he was talking to the Doctor and he noticed.
"Taken uh? That's too bad."
Dean gaped, "He's not taken. He's a friggin' Angel."
"That's not what you're body language says, Dean."
"And what does my body language say exactly?"
"It says 'Back off! He's mine! Get your own!'"
The Doctor shook his head and slightly laughed, "Jack, come on. Quit that. We don't need Dean all jealous now."
"I'm not jealous!" Dean insisted.
"Keep telling yourself that, boy. Okay, Doctor, we have some catching up to do and I think these two need to talk," he said as he gestured to Cas and Dean when he began to walk into the TARDIS. The Doctor gave the hunter and the Angel a nod before he followed Jack.
"What was he talking about?"
"Nothing, Cas. He was just being a dick."
Castiel gave Dean one of his famous head tilts with those bright blue eyes looking right into Dean's green ones, "Was he talking about you being attracted to me?"
"Yes, but I am not attracted to you."
Cas looked down somewhat disappointed and mumbled a soft 'oh'.
"Not like that, Cas! I mean you're vessels attractive for being a guy and I've never actually seen your true form, but…"
"I know what you mean, Dean. Thank you. Should we join Jack and the Doctor in the TARDIS to discuss what we are going to do about Lucifer and the Weeping Angels? I'm sure Sam can take care of Sally."
"Yeah sure, Cas." He walked into the TARDIS after he made sure Castiel was following him. He looked at his angel and smiled. And no, Dean Winchester is defiantly not gay for an Angel.
Sam had begun to change Sally's bandages with the supplies Jack had left from where he bandaged her up the first time. "Sally, I'm sorry."
"Sam, it's fine. I promise," she said as she ruffled his hair.
"Yeah, but I got you into this mess. I could have gotten you killed."
"You didn't get me into this. I got myself into it willingly."
"I showed attraction towards you. In my life that's practically giving the other person a ride straight to death."
"I'm not dead."
Sam gave her a weak smile and kissed her forehead, "No, you're not. I own that Jack guy a lot."
She laughed. "Yes, you do. Now let's get to the TARDIS."
"Okay. Put your arms around my neck."
"What?"
"I'm going to carry you. You're not walking around on that leg."
"Fine." She wrapped her arms around his neck as he commanded and he lifted her the same way that he had the night before. Bridal style, only this time he was more careful of her legs. He walked back to the TARDIS with her in his arms and set her down on the chair the Doctor had by the consul. The Doctor and Jack were still talking with Castiel listening in intently leaving Dean to be idle.
"Hey, Dean, can you go get Jack's stuff. I'm sure he wouldn't want to leave it."
"What, Sammy?" Dean asked snapping out of his daydream.
"Jack's stuff. He had a bag of medical stuff with a bunch of other things in it too. Can you go get it?"
"Uh, yeah sure." Dean stepped out of the TARDIS and looked around the warehouse. It was still as quiet as it had been when they arrived and when they left there would be no evidence that they had been there. If Lucifer had really tortured Sally then Jack must have cleaned it up before they got there. He looked where Sally had been lying and saw Jack's things, but he also saw something else. He saw a girl. She was cleaning up the things that Sam had left lying about and putting them back into the bag. She looked harmless, but Dean approached her with caution.
"Hey."
She looked up at him. "Hi." She was cute. A little shorter than him, but taller than Sally. She had straight, blonde hair that went a little past her shoulders and she was wearing a black leather jacket.
"Who are you?"
She picked up Jack's things and stood up. "Rose Tyler. And you are?"
