3/28/13

SuperWhoLock: Chapter 19

Dean had only wished his days of being hit in the head were over. As Dean was walking around the bar, he finally decided to end his little hunt for liquor. He got up, contemplating for a new course of action. He got up, and suddenly noticed a hidden corridor. He went around the counter, and saw what was lurking behind the wall. Framed Pictures, each showing the face of a man, woman, child, clown, a Lizard-like being, a hippo-type- creature, things of that sort.

"Hey! Gang! Look at this," Dean shouted out. Amy, Rory, Castiel, Balthazar, and River turned their heads, and went with Dean. The room revealed itself to look like those front counters that were in the front of hotels for checking in. However, instead of cheesy reviews of the place, they were all examining the pictures on the walls.

"What is it?" River asked.

"Well, aren't these cute? Spiders, monkeys, falling… oh. How adorable, this one says… asphyxiation…" Balthazar commented.

"Dean, what does this mean?" Castiel asked.

"Well, I was thinking. This hotel shows you worst fear in the rooms. These pictures must be the victims of this god-forsaken hotel."

"Like that person upstairs?" Amy asked. Dean nodded.

"I thought that the 'praise him' note Sherlock found was connected to the rooms. But why? And how does this have to do with that wrinkly ass hippo thing?"

"Wait, and how did you find all of this out?" Rory asked.

"By thinking, dear Watson." Dean went further down the room to examine more of the pictures, "and drinking, well, in this case, trying to find my drink, since I can't bloody find it." Dean settled down his examination. He stopped, and was walking towards the bar area again, when he forgot to check the front desk for clues. Humorously, he pressed the hotel desk bell, but was struck on the head with a ladle by a man that arose from the desk. River quickly went to Dean's aid, and Amy supported his balance. With Dean taken cared for, River looked at the person with a cold, and unpredictable stare. She took an alien-like gun out of her coat pocket.

"You have five seconds to explain yourself. Five-"

"Whoever you are, stay back! I have… a kitchen utensil-"

"Four-"

"I've stirred the blood of my enemies with this-"

"Three-"

"I'm being merciful here! Just back off and-"

"Two-"

"I promise I won't hurt you-"

"O-"

"I'm Ethan, I don't know why I'm here, sorry I hit your head, and PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!" The guy broke down, and his knees (which were shaking from the minute River looked at him) failed him. He laid on the ground, breathing heavily.

"This guys seems… utterly useless," Balthazar commented, "Well, River, you sure know how to get a man on his knees." River looked back at him, and gave him a smirk. Rory walked around the desk, kneeling towards Ethan.

"Um," Rory whispered, "Word of advice: if you're going to stick with us, you best not talk to River like that." Ethan looked up, still trying to control his breathing.

"Wait, stick with you? So, you're not…"

"Don't worry," Amy said, while watching Dean check the bruise, "we're not going to hurt you. You best stick with us if you want to stay safe." Ethan got up, and walked from the desk, revealing his ACDC T-shirt, and jeans. Everyone also added the fact that his glasses didn't add to the guy's intimidating monologue. Ethan shrugged off the stress (which was sweat) and they all headed back to the bar.

Rory was sitting in the back checking on what Ethan had to say. Dean sat away from the counter, wanting a better view of the room besides the disgrace of a bar that was. Amy pulled up a chair, and sat with Dean.

"How's your head?" She asked.

"Oh, well that was nothing. I've token worse." Amy smiled at the smirk he gave, as if his heroism had any more effect to the statement.

"Amy," Amy looked up at Dean, "I just have one question for you," Amy leaned in a bit, "… Doctor Who?" Amy giggled at the comment.

"Well, I wish I'd knew. The Doctor just says his name is the Doctor."

"Yeah, well I've seen weirder… Amy, what I'm really asking is who is this guy? Castiel just flew to Sammy and I, telling us to trust him."

"Dean, don't worry. You can trust him. He travels through time and space in that blue box of his. He helps anyone in trouble, and he never stops. Does this have to do with back then?"

"Yeah, I kind of yelled at him. Did I… well, isn't it dangerous?"

"Of course! However, it's worth it. There's so much in this world that you've never seen before." Dean smiled at how optimistic Amy was being. He almost wanted to apologize to the Doctor.

"Yeah, well, sounds like a nice guy. How do you even find one of them police boxes? I mean, what even is it police box? What's it used for? Police to call people for?" Amy laughed a bit at the comment, "By the way, how did you and the Doc first meet?" Amy slowly wiped her smile away. She panicked a bit, trying to find the right words for a hard man like Dean.

"One time, he, um, walked into my house, and I knocked him out. When he woke up, I handcuffed him, and I fooled him into thinking that I was calling the police. However, at the end, I helped him save the planet by scaring off these aliens that came onto Earth."

"Hm," Dean perked his lips, trying to take in that whole scenario, "don't hear that everyday, now do we?"

…

"Well," River told Castiel, "the Winchesters are quite something." Castiel just nodded, unable to think of anything to respond.

"So, Castiel, Balthazar, how do you know them?" Balthazar, appearing from behind Castiel, answered for him.

"Well, those idiots were tracking down some peculiar events happening around this town. Castiel finally tracked me down with the clues left from the witnesses." River looked back at Castiel.

"You don't talk much, do you?"

"River, need I remind you that information on your existence is from the numerous extra terrestrial happenings occurring around planet Earth. A lot tended to involve you, which resulted in you attracting many unwanted guests. You're lucky we didn't-"

"Yeah yeah: put me down, heaven jail, hell, or what else?" Balthazar grinned at how much River was enjoying this. Castiel was never able to predict this woman's next move.

"Look," River gave a more sympathetic look, "This Moriarty guy, what else do you know about him? Do you guys have a way to defeat him?"

"No. However, we have an arsenal worth of weapons that could defeat him, and prevent the apocalypse," Castiel answered.

"I hope you just mean that flimsy little knife of theirs, and that colt, right?" Balthazar asked, "'cause I hate it when people touch my things."

"How are we going to get out of here?" River asked.

"I don't know. Though I believe the answer to that will have to do with that Ethan boy-" Castiel was interrupted by approaching footsteps. Everyone looked up the staircase, and saw Sam and John with another woman. As she looked to see the area, she caught her eyes on Ethan, and ran to him. He immediately hugged back. The gang got up, and surrounded the two.

"So, you guys are going out?" Amy asked, admitting a little gossip-greedy-tone in her voice. The girl looked back at her.

"What? No. We just met in the hotel." She answered.

"Yeah. I was just walking to get a sandwich downtown, and then I suddenly appeared here." Ethan added.

"And I was walking to work when, I guess, I was kidnapped, and brought here. We've been sticking together for about a week now I think."

"Great," Sam gave a pensive look while pointing his gun at her, "Now who are you?" Everyone looked at Sam in shock.

"Whoa, Sammy, easy there-" Right then, the girl was pushed to the wall by an invisible force.

"Castiel!" River yelled out. The girl was about get up, when she looked towards everyone and blinked. Black eyes.