*Sigh* School starts in 2 days... That means I won't have as much time to write. I'm really sorry about that. I will get chapters in on the weekends though! Thanks for hanging in there with me!

Chapter 10

Sam and the others were doing a good job holding off the Daleks. Four of them had gathered around the TARDIS and the group were distracting them, keeping them from going off to look for the Doctor and Cas.

Sam spent most of his time giving the Dalek dirty looks, which seemed to be working pretty well. The Daleks certainly were distracted by it.

Everyone was just a little bit afraid of Sam at this point, even Sherlock. The fire never left his eyes and if looks could kill, all of these Daleks would already be six feet under. No one knew who he was before today, but they learned one thing. Nothing should get between Sam Winchester and his brother.

"You are an enemy of the Daleks. You must be destroyed." the Dalek standing in the front stated.

"Oh shut up!" Sherlock replied.

The Dalek looked at him.

"For god's sake, you've been saying that over and over again. It's not like you can destroy us, given the force field we have protecting us. Threats don't work unless you carry them out, and obviously you can't. So stop trying."

"Like I said Moose, you've found an intelligent one." said Crowley, walking through the path the Daleks were making for him.

Sam took action immediately, pulling Ruby's knife from the waistband of his pants and taking steps towards Crowley, ready to stab him. Every logical thought in his mind was gone, replaced by rage. Before Sam could leave the protective bubble that the TARDIS had created, John and Amy came forward, attempting to hold back Sam.

"Sam! Sam! Calm down! Calm down." John said while struggling to keep the tall man back.

"No! He hurt Dean!" Sam responded angrily, still trying to get to Crowley.

"Sam!" yelled a gruff voice from down one of the hallways.

Sam turned to see Cas rushing down the corridor, the Doctor in tow. And Dean in the Doctor's arms.

Sam let go of any anger he had for the time being and replaced it with fear and worry. He ran out to the Doctor and Cas, ignoring the rest of the group's shouts to stay put. Sam ran over to Cas and the Doctor, looking at his big brother with wide eyes. Sam just stood there, unable to move, let alone speak.

"He's alive, Sam." Castiel told him.

Sam nodded slightly. At least he was alive. At least he wasn't dead.

But he wasn't moving.

Sam put the knife away and held out his arms to take Dean. The Doctor nodded and transferred him to Sam. Sam held his brother, feeling just how light he was. Sam held back the tears threatening to fall and started heading back towards the TARDIS, holding Dean close to him and trying not to cause him any pain. Cas and the Doctor followed. As soon as they reached the main room, they saw Crowley once again.

"You did this?" the Doctor hissed.

"Why yes I did." Crowley answered, smirking.

"That wasn't necessary. You didn't need to hurt him."

"But I wanted to."

"HE HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS!" the Doctor shouted, facing the Daleks, "NONE OF THEM DO!"

Everyone was surprised by his tone, even Amy and Rory. They have heard the Doctor this angry before, sure, but it never ceased to amaze them how the twelve year old boy they know and love could turn into an adult so quickly.

"Alright, Doctor, calm down. Here's how this is going to go." Crowley stated, " You are going to take down the force field you have around your friends here and you're all going to come with us."

"Why would we do that?" Sam asked, the rage returning to his voice and eyes.

"Because if you don't, we are going to shoot either Moose or Squirrel here."

The Doctor remained silent, looking at every one of his companions.

"I'm kind of feeling Squirrel, though... It really is so fun hearing him scream."

Sam shifted Dean so he was closer to his body and tried to make it so the bullet had to go through Sam first. Sam was NOT letting his brother get shot. Not now.

"Alright." the Doctor said in a defeated tone.