"But Martha!" Jack persisted.
"No jack I said no!" Martha argued. She wanted to get on with her work but these people were hardly making it easy!
"Please Martha!" jack begged.
"Why do you need it anyway?!" Martha sighed.
"He's changed since you knew him! He's darker and he's full of guilt and he's… he's… he's basically Dean!" Amy said.
"Amy!" Rory scolded.
"Someone had to say it!" Amy muttered
"You're lucky dean isn't here!" Rory warned.
"He'd only back me up!" Amy muttered under her breath.
"Look, Doctor Jones, I appreciate you're busy, really I do! But… he's our best friend. He's our son in law for pity's sake! We just want to know if he's safe. If he's traveling with someone like he promised!" Rory said. He spoke to her with respect, like a nurse addressing a doctor. It seemed to work better than jack treating her like a friend with benefits.
Martha looked at the three friends of the doctor who stood before her. They were practically on their knees begging. She didn't really want them to bother the doctor. He probably wouldn't pick up anyway. It wasn't like she hadn't tried herself!
"What does mickey think?" Martha asked.
"Mickey Mouse?! He doesn't mind! Look at what the doctors given him!" jack said.
"Look what the doctor lost him too!" Martha argued.
"Yeah but there was never any real love between mickey and rose was there? They were much better at being friends!" jack lowered his voice.
"Jack!"
"They were! And you know it!"
"He's got a point!" mickey said. No one had noticed him come in and stand in the doorway.
"Mickey!" Martha tutted as though she didn't believe it.
"Look I loved rose! Really I did! But it was never a deep, romantic love! She's always been more like a best mate. I love her, but I'm not in love with her. He helped me see that. He helped me find you. I'd never have it any other way!" mickey said.
"So give them the number?"
"It's up to you but if it was me, yeah I'd do it!"
Martha sighed. Between her husband, one of her closest friends and the doctors in laws begging her to give the number over, she decided it would be best to. She grabbed a pen and a piece of scrap paper and scribbled down the number. She was still a little reluctant to hand it over. That's when Castiel appeared.
On reflex mickey pulled his gun on the angel. "Who are you!" mickey yelled.
"I'm Castiel. Angel of the lord!" Cas said.
"Yeah well I guess I'll have to shoot you wise guy!" mickey said.
Cas pushed the gun's barrels away and touched mickey's head. He fell unconscious. Martha yelled thinking the worst, so he did the same to her. He picked up the scrap with the number on and was about to hand it to Amy. Then he decided to hand it to Rory instead. If they were Winchesters, Amy would be dean and Rory would be Sam and Castiel had learned that Sam was more reliable with things like keeping track of things. You know, when he wasn't desperate for demon blood.
Before jack had time to yell at Cas, Cas had zapped them all back to base. That's when Jack decided to yell.
"What the hell did you do them?!" jack yelled
"Relax they're sleeping. They'll be fine!" Cas said, "You on the other hand are being watched!" "What?!" they all said together
"I don't know if it's an angel or a demon or any other human but they are watching!" Cas said.
"So why are we worried?" Amy asked.
"It's no longer safe for you to be here for a long temporary basis!" Cas said.
"So where will we go?" Rory asked.
"Are you not allies with Sam and dean?" Cas said.
"Well yes but-"Rory began
"Can't you stay there?" Cas said.
"No. we're too poor to go to America anytime soon! "Amy said.
"I will take you there!" Cas said.
Cas stepped forwards. He was more than ready to zap them over to Sam and dean.
"Wouldn't that mean you had to face them?" Amy asked.
"Maybe it's time that I did. If I can!" Cas said.
Amy was itching to go into depth about this one sentence, but she knew it had to wait.
"We don't have their permission to go there!" Rory said.
"Then get it! And fast. They're coming!" Cas warned. Impatiently, he waited until they had gotten permission to save them. the whole time he eyed the shapes lurking in the shadows outside.