A/N: got a longer one today, hope you enjoy it, i'm finally getting to the proper Who in SuperWho! love to hear what you think

Dakota xx

'Quick reactions, I like that in a soldier. You boys don't ask many questions, it seems. This is to be commended!'

'I've got a question for you, who the hell are you?' replied Dean. There was never anything like this in Dad's journal and Sam had never come across this in any of his research. This monster was something new.

'I am Captain Dramaa the Brutal, human. I am a warrior of the great military planet Sontar and you will die for the glory of the Sontaran race.'

'I have other plans' Sam declared, pulling out his pistol and firing at the so-called Sontaran. The bullet didn't leave the barrel. Dean followed trying to fire his shotgun at this nut job. Same thing, no result.

'You puny Earth guns are rendered useless by Sontaran technology. Sontar-ha!' Dramaa aimed his weapon at the brothers before suddenly, falling to the ground face first, revealing a red-headed woman behind him.

'I really hate Sontarans', she said with a strong Scottish accent, slightly out of breath. Amy had been chasing the Sontaran for a while, but for a fat potato, she had to admit they were faster than they looked. She figured The Doctor and Rory were not far behind her, she was faster than them. Boys…

She looked for the first time at the two man in front of her and, she had to admit, they were pretty darn attractive. Tall, strong, muscly… exactly the kind of man that really intimidated her husband. Poor Rory. He was very English.

'Um, hellooo' she said to the two. They looked a bit stunned and the shorter one still had his shotgun partially pointed at her, half way between the her and the ground. He gave her a look up and down, his gun finally pointing all the way to the ground when he got to her incredibly long legs – she was wearing her favourite skirt today. Typical Amy.

'Ah, hey' was all Sam had. Werewolves, vampires, shape shifters – even giant, talking potatoes or Sontarans or whatever – sure. But even for him, being seemingly saved by a sexy red-head Scottish woman in a short skirt was out of the ordinary. 'Um, if you don't mind me asking, what just happened?'

'Well, I'm probably not the best person to explain all this… my friend, he's coming, will make more sense – actually, no, he probably won't, he will just confuse you will technical talk to make himself sound clever… okay – um, just go with me here… that was an alien.'

'An alien?'

'Yeah, a Sontaran. You heard him, crazy species. All soldier and warrior and death and war and glory and all that, best fighters in the universe'

'And you stopped him?' Dean asked, sceptical and slightly suspicious of the Scot.

'They have a weak spot on the back of their neck. Give it a good poke, and good night, I suppose.'

'Riiiighhttttt…'

'Amy? Amy? Where are you? Rule one! Number one, I always tell you! Don't run off.' Came an English voice from a short distance away.

'Amy?' Two English voices then.

The owners of the voices appeared to the brothers not long after. A tall, thin man in a suit and a – was that a bowtie? – running towards them with a buzzing green torch in front of him and the other a slight bigger, slightly shorter man with a flashlight.

The second man spoke first, heading straight to this 'Amy' girl, 'Amy! Are you okay?' He went up to her and grabbed her hand tight, holding on as the other man went towards Amy.

'No signs of anything wrong, no injuries. She's fine. Honestly Amy? Oh look! A Sontaran, the greatest fighter in the entire universe! I think I'll chase after it alone and very quickly!'

'Doctor, really? How many times? I'm always fine in the end' She replied to the man, smiling.

'Rory', said the Doctor, turning to the man holding Amy's hand, 'You Ponds will be the death of me, I swear…'

It was now that the Doctor finally turned in the direction of the two Americans standing not that far away. He was a little shocked by them to begin with, not realising until he turned that they even existed. But it lasted only a second, much less time than the shock of the Winchester brothers whose shock last significantly longer – from the moment the Sontaran dropped and still continuing. They had no clue what the three Brits were doing in front of them, but they had a feeling that they weren't going to like it.

'Hello, I – ah – I think you are going to have to come with me. You look a little shocked…'

'You don't say' was what Dean had to offer

'Yes well, that was probably a bit strange, wasn't it? Yes, I can help you, explain it all… you might even be able to help me a bit'

'Where would you be taking us? I really don't think we are going to be interested'

'Trust me, I'm the Doctor' The Doctor beamed back.

'Doctor who?'