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SuperWhoLock: Chapter 16

The room was full of silence, with it being broken by the Doctor.

"Ok people! We got the demon, location, a new member to the gang, let's get started!" the Doctor gleefully hopped to the backyard of Bobby's house, "Come along everyone!"

"Wait, in that TARDIS thing?" Dean asked, "Yeah well, not on my watch." Everyone looked at Dean confused. He was trying his best to keep a serious look, "Come on, Doc. The thing is a health hazard! Anyone could get hurt in that thing."

"Dean, I am well assured that the TARDIS has to be the safest place we could be with a world like this," the Doctor said, almost sounding apologetic, however confused. Sam sighed, and looked at Dean.

"Dean, look, everything's going to be fine. Ok? Just trust me-"

"I mean, Sammy, remember the demon on the plane."

"Wait," John said, "You're saying that you're just afraid of… flying? Dean, the chances of a plane crash is roughly 1 in 650,000,"

"Yeah well, they still crash!"

"Dean, that's a pretty small percentage of anyone getting into a plane crash. With those statistics, what do you assume it is for a machine that can travel through time and space," Sam said to Dean, trying to speak in an encouraging voice, "Dean, we are running out of time here. Moriarty could be up to something right now. He probably knows where we are! If you hate it that much, then I'll go by myself with these guys."

"No! This is a mastermind demon, if I'm right with what Nancy Drew here said," Sherlock tilted his head at the comment, "… Ok, let's get this over with."

"Oh, don't worry big boy! It'll only take about 10 seconds," Amy said, patting Dean on the back. She walked past him, along with everyone else. Sam was the last one to leave the room. Dean finally decided to leave a few seconds later. When everyone was in the TARDIS, they all made sure that they were onto holding something for when the machine took off. Dean, bobbing his head to a rhythm in his head, started humming. Rory noticed the strange noise.

"Um, what're you singing-"

"Metallica. It… calms him down," Sam looked at Rory, answering his question. They both gave each other a look of discredit, however, along with a grin at the pitiful man.

"All aboard!" The Doctor yelled, as he pulled the lever, and the TARDIS took off. With the usual bumps and shakes of the ride, everyone was fairly familiar with the process. However, sparks flew from the control panel.

"Ah!" Amy yelled at the sudden explosion (or was it Dean?)

"What the hell is happening Doc?" Dean yelled.

"Something is messing up the routers of the TARDIS. She's not stable!" he placed his leg on the controls, bent it to gain some support for pulling a tight handle. With that done, he took out his sonic, and aimed at the screen. From static, the screen showed a map. It had various shapes, mainly round, floating in front of navy background.

"DOCTOR! What's happening?" Sherlock shouted.

"We're not on Earth anymore!" the Doctor replied. The gang looked at each other, and tried to process that last statement again.

"Doctor, did you just say Earth? What does that mean?" Sam asked. He looked back at Dean (who wasn't doing any better), who had his eyes widened, trying to control his himself (or what his face was doing). As things finally settled down minutes later, they fell to the ground, fighting for any air left in the TARDIS. The doctor stood still, listening to his surroundings while leaning on the buttons. He bolted across the room, and opened the door.

"Hey! Don't open that! We need air!" Dean yelled at the Doctor. He kept checking his heart, hoping that it would stop punching his chest like that. River got up, shrugging off all the nervous stress. She went to the Doctor.

"Doctor, what might we have here?" River asked.

"Have a look for yourself." River walked out of the TARDIS, examining the place.

"It's clear!" River ordered. Everyone got up slowly, checking for any serious bruises. They all got out of the TARDIS, taking in the environment.

"A hotel," John clarified.

"A… bloody… hotel?" Dean asked, exaggerating his hands. The TARDIS was in a corridor behind a staircase. There were hotel rooms to everyone's left and right. However, River noticed something across the hall. It was a policewoman. River ran to her, and checked her pulse. The gang followed her.

"Dead," there was a silence of condolences.

"Huh, bloody hell," Balthazar commented, "Dead, however no wounds, or medical problems. Castiel?" Castiel looked at the woman.

"No medical issues, or any physical contact with the body what-so-ever." Castiel was about to further investigate the halls, when Sherlock noticed something. He walked over to the body, and opened the fist it was making. He saw a notepad that was in the victim's hand. He took it, and flipped it over.

"Does it say anything?" Balthazar asked. Sherlock nodded.

"Yes…. Phrase him," right before anyone reacted to the quote, they all heard foot steps, no, the footsteps of a giant-like creature, with the breath of a bull. Whatever that thing was, it was getting closer to the gang.

"Everyone, back in the TARDIS," the Doctor ordered. When everyone looked back, the TARDIS was gone. There were also angel symbols all over the walls, which handicapped Castiel and Balthazar from using there powers in the building.

"Doctor, what do we do now?" Amy asked. Dean and Sam took out their guns.

"We got this," Dean said.

"No! You boys don't understand. We are not on planet Earth," the Doctor said.

"Then how the hell did we get here?" Sam asked.

"I don't know. Was it a malfunction? I don't know. Monster? Moriarty? I don't know. However, this thing is not of your planet, and we are not going to risk the lives of anyone here. We can't fight."

"Then what do we do?" Rory asked.

"… run." Everyone ran in the opposite direction of the noise. When three more corridors appeared, the gang split into three groups.

…

"Doctor! Where do we go?" John asked.

"Doctor, maybe we can stop dancing around, and actually make some progress here," Balthazar exclaimed. As the Doctor, Balthazar, and John reached a dead end, they panicked and tried to look for another opening. John shrugged, and gave himself a face palm.

"Why didn't we do this before," John mumbled to himself. He casually walked by a room, and opened it. He gestured his hand inside to tell everyone to get in.

"Brilliant John! Now everyone, get in!" the Doctor said. One by one, they all went in. The Doctor closed the door behind him, and peeked through the peephole. The Minotaur stood still in front of the wall, and finally walked away.

"Out of site. We're safe," the Doctor said.

"… Doctor?" John said.

"Yes?"

"If this is a hotel, even on a different planet, I'm pretty sure that the same principles apply… where is everyone?" Right when John finished his sentence, a body suddenly fell on the floor through the ceiling, making a startling thud. However, no crack was formed. Everyone's vision then wasn't facing above him/her, so it was if the body appeared like a dream.

"What the hell was that?" Balthazar said, "and how did that person fall through the ceiling?" The man that fell wore a black trench coat, dark-curly hair, and was fairly tall. Blood was oozing through his forehead. The Doctor titled his head to get a better look at the man.

"… Sherlock?" the Doctor stated.

"That's impossible," Balthazar said, "He isn't with us, nor can he take a swan dive through a ceiling." The two guys noticed the constant shuffling in John's position. John slowly approached the body, and kneeled down. He wiped his face from all of the stress running though his body.

"Sherlock…" John mumbled.

"John, are you okay?" the Doctor asked, "John…" John quickly stood up and pushed the Doctor aside.

"We have to stop Moriarty," John said.

"But, John-"

"Before he can hurt anyone else, okay?" John told him with a stern voice. The Doctor went towards John.

"John, we will. I promise."

…

Dean, River, and Sherlock were attempting to run from the monster. However, that wasn't going to work forever. They could hear it getting closer and closer. Dean stopped, and tried to think of a plan. He looked at one of the hotel doors.

"River, Sherlock, in here!" Dean said. They all agreed in terms, and went in the room Dean opened. When River closed the door behind her, and looked through the peephole, she saw a minotaur-like creature passing their room. When the monster passed, River sighed in relief. However, when she turned around, Sherlock and Dean were frozen. She was just as confused as they were. However, Dean was sweating.

"Dean, where did Sam come from?" River asked.

"Dean, answer the question," Sherlock said.

"Get out of my brother, you son-of-a-bitch," Dean demanded furiously.

"Dean, come on. It's only a matter of time before I'm out of the cage again."

"…Lucifer?" Sherlock asked. Dean never took his eyes off of his brother.

"Yeah."

"You know, I promised your brother everything: his girlfriend, mom, dad, and you safe. Just except the fact that this is what destiny has written for you," Lucifer said. At this point, Dean was at the brink of shaking with fear. Sherlock noticed Dean's change in body language.

"Dean, he's not real," Sherlock said. Dean definitely heard him, but he kept on staring at Sam.

"No," Dean said, "Your ass was beaten once before. We'll stop Moriarty from breaking the seals, so you won't be able escape your little circus cage."

"Oh?" Lucifer responded, "and who is this we you speak of?" Dean took a second for his come back. He looked at Sherlock and River, who were waiting for the response from Dean

"… High Functioning Free Will in Space."