(Sorry for the wait, I was sick this week!) I wasn't able to go back and reread it so if there are more errors than normal I apologize.
John walked behind the Doctor and Amy, Dean slung over his shoulder.
"John." Dean breathed.
"Hm?" John whispered back.
"Demons will lie to you. They will try and mess with your head. Don't believe anything you are told." Dean said, almost inaudible. John nodded a tiny bit. "You don't need to worry."
"I hope not." Dean muttered.
"Speak up, you two! We might want to chat as well!" The Doctor said. Dean closed his mouth firmly.
"Suit yourself." Said the Demon, still walking briskly along, gripping amy's arm tightly, gun still aimed at her temple.
"Where are we going anyway?" John asked coldly.
"Just upstairs. Dean probably misses his brother. They're very attached to each other. Almost as attached as that bloody angel is to him."
Dean spat blood out of his mouth in surprize. "Sam?"
John sighed as some got on his pine tree sweater.
"You actually thought sasquatch could just slip away? The fool can't walk through the desert without drawing attention."
"I'm going to kill you if you even-"
"Can we wait till we're upstairs, first? I'll join in on the banter then, yeah?" The Demon said irritably. "Trust me, I love listening to cripples threaten me, it's great fun. but right now, I have this little princess to deal with."
Dean gritted his teeth as they walked in silence. Amy wasn't crying anymore, every now and then when John came up beside her and the demon he could see that she was stone faced.
Dean made the trip slow going, as the stairs proved a real problem with a bullet in his side. The demon looked incredibly irritated once they were on the last steps as John had to stop to help dean stanch the blood.
"Honestly, you'd think you never got shot before." The demon sighed.
Dean ignored him. The doctor let Amy go but kept the gun at her head. "Help him." the demon ordered her. Amy ducked under Dean other arm and helped John carry him up the last few stairs.
"Alright, just down this hallway. They'll be expecting us." The demons said.
John and Amy were more dragging him than helping him at this point.
"C'mon, Dean, it can't be that bad?" Amy muttered to him.
"shh" dean breathed.
"wha-?"
"WHO DID THIS!?" roared the demon upon entering the room. Dean took the scene in quickly. There was blood everywhere, most of it dired, except on a chair with ropes. It had a lot of fresh blood. The ropes were cut, and two demons lay burnt and dead on the ground. a grin stretched across dean's face, and in one swift motion he snatched the gun in John belt and slammed the dmon over the head with it. The doctor fell to the floor.
"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, um, et secta diabolica, Ergo draco maledicte et sectio, uhh. . .Ergo draco maledicte et legio secta diabolica, Ut Ecclésiam tuam secúra tibi fácias servire libertáte, te rogámus, and uh. . . audi nos!" Dean rapidly recited. Amy screamed as a thick cloud of black smoke came tearing out of the Doctors mouth. And then he lay still. Amy rushed to him and laid her head on his chest.
"He's breathing." She sighed.
Dean looked around the room. examining the chair.
"That's probably Sam's blood." Dean noted.
"Oh my god, how did he get away then?" John said.
"He's fine. Cas did that" he said pointing to the two demons. "So Cas patched him up."
"Where is Castiel?" Amy asked.
"I dunno . . . I could use him right, now though." Dean said leaning against the wall.
"Oh, you were faking." John said a little annoyed.
"Acting." Dean corrected him.
"Shh, do you hear that?" Amy hissed. They were silent. Footsteps and panting.
"Sam." Dean said grabbing his side and hobbling out of the room.
Sam indeed was breathlessly jogging down the hallway, looking frantic like a small child, except we was over six feet tall.
"Sammy! Are you okay? What's wrong?" Dean asked. Sam spotted him and his expression cleared a bit.
"Dean, are you okay?"
"In a sense."
"Dude, your shot." Sam said attempting to help him.
"Not a priority right now." Dean snapped. "What are you running from?"
Sam frowned.
"Uh. . .i'm not."
"You were just running down the hallway like some clowns had it out for you." Dean scoffed. Sam shook his head.
"I was just looking for you guys. thought you were taken"
"Where's Sherlock?" Asked John.
"And Cas." Dean added.
"I think they're going to get the TARDIS." Sam muttered.
"They can't fly it. Only the doctor can." Amy said sadly.
"It's fine, calm down. We'll go get them." Dean said.
"Guys, we had better go find the others." Amy said urgently.
Sam helped Amy drag the Doctor down the hall behind a limping Dean. John was getting irritated at Dean's false expression.
"Dean, you should wait here. You can't just keep walking, you'll lodge the bullet.
"What's it to you?" Dean muttered.
"Why are you being a dick?" John asked. Dean ignored him.
"Just leave him alone." Sam muttered.
"Look, I'm sorry your upset, but I'd like to go home. Alive and well. So if your going to act like-"
"You know what? save it." Dean said whipping around. John was about to reply when a great whooshing sound filled the room and the Doctor's eyes flew open and he promptly fell over. The TARDIS appeared in front of them in seconds. The Doctor shakily stood up and glanced around at them, his expression unreadable.
"Doctor?" Said Amy in delight "Doctor are you okay?"
"I. . .what?" He asked.
"Dean." Cas said stepping out of the box. "You're hurt, hang on." He said reaching over and touching his face." Dean gave a sigh of relief.
"Thanks."
Amy narrowed her eyes.
". . . Are you a couple?"
"What?" Dean said.
Sam bit down on his tongue hard.
"When we're alone I suppose." Cas said. Amy raised her eyebrows. Sam straightened up and gave him an incredulous look.
"What?!"
"What hell Cas, no we aren't!" Dean said, turning red.
"When we're alone, there are only two of us, two make a couple." Cas said with a frown. Sam and Amy bust out laughing until sam had to support himself, hands on his knees and Amy had to hold her stomach.
Cas just stared at them.
"I said something wrong." Cas noted.
"We aren't a couple! Do you know how many women in the past-"
"I think they know." the Doctor said quickly.
"Oh my god. . ." Sam wheezed.
"Pull yourself together." dean snapped. Amy calmed down, but she was actually crying.
"do you know how long I have waited for someone to ask that?" Sam laughed. Dean scowled and headed into the TARDIS. Everyone followed.
There, in front of the console, stood Sherlock, arms crossed, head held high.
"How on earth did you get it here?" The Doctor demanded.
"I memorized the different uses of the levers and cord and buttons and switches." Sherlock replied.
"Oh my god. . ." John said, smiling. "Well done, Sherlock."
"Wha' about you? Are you two a couple?" Amy asked.
"No." John said Firmly. Sherlock blushed silently.
". . .Just clarifying." Amy said.
"What say we get out of here?" Asked the Doctor."
"Wait, what about the Silences?"
"Their dead. Everyone of them." Said Sherlock. "But the so called 'demons' aren't"
"Then lets leave." Amy said as if this wasn't even up for debate.
"So, who's up for doing this again sometime?" the doctor said gleefully as he dropped Sam and Dean off at their car. Dean and Sam just gave him fake smiles. The Doctor's smile left and he nodded understandingly.
"Right, of course. Anyway, here." He said handing them what looked like a wallet.
"It's a vortex manipulator. If you ever want me help, you can use it to get into our dimension like walking through your front door."He explained.
"That's incredibly cool." Dean muttered. "Not as much as your Phone box, but really cool."
The Doctor positively beamed and without warning, hugged Dean tightly before letting him go.
"Anyway, have a good one." He said, saluting to them before retreating back into his TARDIS with Sherlock and John.
The box made that odd rasping sound and was gone.
Ta da! I hope you enjoyed it. However, I string of ficlets will follow. I have a few one planned out, but if you have a scene you'd like me to write review or PM me and I will gladly attempt to do so!