Hey all! :)

Thanks for tuning in for my second story. I hope you guys have read the first one it really helps understand the story and people. Please forgive my horrible spelling. I didn't want my partner to read this one until I had published it (to prove I can spell check and stuff lol) but if you do notice anything please let me know :).

BUt, other than that, sit back, relax and enjoy my Superwholock Sequel.

Disclaim: I don't own Supernatural, Doctor Who or Sherlock.

"HEY I JUST MET YOU! AND THIS IS CRAZY!" I slammed my hand on my phone and groaned as the noise continued.

"Turn it off." Came a grumble beside me. "What time is it?"

"Five forty. I have gym." I grumbled, sitting up and noticing the blonde haired man beside me hadn't moved. "You going to take me?"

"Maybe." I pushed my hair out of my face and stood up, pulling on a pair of track pants, sports bra and a tank top.

An arm wrapped around me from behind and pulled me back into bed, making me laugh and snuggle into him.

"Come on, five more minutes." Said Mark, placing a kiss on my shoulder. "Cuddles."

I smiled and shook my head. "No. Gym. Come on, please."

He sighed and pushed the rugs off. No shirt and only wearing black boxers. I smiled at seeing him and he rolled his eyes. "Save it for after the gym."

I laughed and moved myself to the bed edge and pulled on my sandshoes.

My life.

Work. Gym. Home and boyfriend. He stayed over three nights, four if I'm on the mother's good side and sometimes a party. I always wanted something big in my life.

The biggest thing at the moment was Mark and I were looking at building a house together. A huge, amazing house for us. Just me and him.

And then maybe an engagement ring. I wasn't fussed about the order, but dropping hints every now and then was fun.

But tomorrow would be Saturday. And Saturday was my twenty first birthday party. Something which I couldn't wait for. Something which just made everything worth waiting for. One night of nothing but dancing, friends, music and a great time.

A Great epic time.

So when the party came around, I was dressed up in my Leonardo from Ninja Turtles costume and my blue stockings were in place and my black boots were perfect. Everything was going great.

"What a party!" came my friends drunk talk. David wrapped his arm around me and swung me around. "We should do this again!"

"I know!" I laughed, wrapping my arms around him. "All the time I reckon. Like, every weekend!"

"YES! Oh my god!" cried David. His red hair going everywhere.

I laughed and raised my drink to my lips when it hit. A wave of pain.

I dropped my bottle and fell to my knees. I gasped for breathe. It was horrible.

Why couldn't I breathe!?