Dean kept grumbling throughout the entire ride, being stuck in the passenger seat while Sam drove his baby all the way to Buckingham Palace- with Jack's help, of course, since they had no idea how to get there.
"Listen! I told you to make a right at the sign, Sammy!" Jack said with a witty grin as they peeled to a stop in the fanciful driveway. The sonic screwdriver whirring, Rose helped Dean undo the seatbelt, the others climbing out of their seats, the car shaking as they slammed the door. Sam glared at Jack.
"Listen, bud!" Sam said angrily, "only Dean calls me Sammy. Got that?" Jack raised his hands in defense, answering cheekily, "Whatever you say, gorgeous!" Sam's face went red, his cheeks burning as if they were on fire.
"There we are," Rose said finally, unbuckling Dean from his seat, "all better now!" She smiled wide as she pocketed the screwdriver. Dean brushed himself off, glaring at the screwdriver that poked out of her pocket.
"Sammy!" Dean called to his brother, who leered down at the time traveller.
"What?" he suddenly burst out, upsetting a flock of pigeons from their rest atop a telephone wire that hung overhead.
"Geez, no need to yell," Dean muttered before clearing his throat, "and don't ever do that again!" Sam rolled his eyes, waking toward the castle. Jack followed, suddenly bumping into the giant, keeling over backwards onto the tough cement.
"Ow!" Jack said, "Listen, i know you like to sight-se, but we really don't have ti-"
"I heard something," Sam said, raising a hand to shush the self- proclaimed captain.
"You must be delusional, with your head up in the clouds all the time," Jack mumbled under his breath. Dean shot him a glare, Jack asking, "What?"
"Insults are my job, hub," Dean explained grumpily, placing a hand on the hood of his car lovingly. Sunlight glared off the new paint, bouncing off the metal rims of the tires and bumpers. Squinting, he turned his gaze to Rose, "and I want one of those." She laughed, pushing the screwdriver deeper into her pocket.
"Dean, seriously-" Sam said through gritted teeth, "I hear something. like, almost.. beeping or something? I'm not sure…." He cupped an ear, walking towards the car to hear it better- it was where the noise was coming from, after all. Widened eyes, Dean shot glances at rose and jack, who stood in confusion.
"Fuck you!" Dean shouted suddenly, making the two Brits nearly jump out of their skin, "you put a fucking bomb in my car!" Going around to the trunk, he banged a fist on it, muttering, "Sons of bitches!" As soon as he opened the trunk though, the beeping was blaring through the air waves, so loud it felt as if their eardrums were going to break.
"Bloody hell, what is that?!" Rose shouted over the din. She and her hands clamped tightly over her ears, face contorted into that of pain and annoyance. As soon sit had started though, it was gone in a snap.
"Be damned if i knew," Dean said, wide eyes getting wider by the second. Noticing, the other three joined him at the trunk, Rose and Jack's faces displaying full grins.
"K-Nine!" Rose cried happily, reaching into the trunk and picking up…. whatever it was, cradling it as one might cradle a baby in its arms.
"What is that….?" Sam asked, staring at the hunk of triangular metal in awe. The thing was shaped like a dog, an antennae poking out from the top of its head, a red bulb at the top. Wheels at its base represented feet, the head pointed to to resemble a dog like appearance.
"I just said, it's K-9," Rose explained, letting her hand stroke the cool metal lump. Multiple beeps emanated from it, a second antennae with a similar red bulb poking out from the back like a tail.
"Canine?" Dean asked incredulously, "like… like a dog?" Jack nodded as Rose gently placed it on the ground. Wheels spinning it began turning in circles at her feet.
"The only question is, how id he get in your trunk?" Rose asked.
"That would be me, actually," came a familiar voice, a thick Scottish accent. Rose's eyes widened and she spun on her heel to come face to face with-
"Doctor!" she shouted, throwing her arms around his neck. In a blur, the Winchesters had suddenly grabbed weapons, Dean pressing a slim blade against his neck while Sam had a water pistol ready, aimed right between the Doctor's eyes. Pushing the alien away, Rose reached out for the knife.
"Are you insane?!" she cried, "pulling that ou tin broad daylight! What if someone saw you?!" The brothers exchanged glances, Sam cocking he water pistol in his hand.
"What?" he asked, it's only a water gun." To prove his point, he pointe fit at her, squeezing the trigger. A spray of water stained her sweater, leaving a cold damp area on her clothes.
"Stop! Stop!" Rose pleaded, "I get your point!" Snapping her head up, her brows creased with confusion, "what are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Just making sure is all.." Sam trailed off, raising the water gun in Jack's direction, firing with a spray that hit him square in the face.
"You bastard!" he sputtered, spitting at the ground. Wiping his face on his sleeve, he sighed, "What was that for?"
"Again, just wanted to make sure," Sam repeated, his eye now on the Doctor. The man was tall and wiry, with brown hair they kind of spike in the front then swooped down in front of his eyes. A wide grin was on his face, his hands in the pockets of his brown pin stripe suit. On his neck was a blue tie that hung loosely.
"Rose," Sam said. Dean was slightly impressed, pursing his lips with a smug grin.
"Y-yeah?" Rose stammered, growing somewhat fearful- what was wrong with the Doctor?
"You said before you were pushed out of the TARDIS-"
"You've seen the TARDIS?" the Doctor asked, "well, where? I've been looking all ov-"
"Shut up, demon!" Sam barked, then more calmly, "Rose-"
"Demon? Tat's the Doctor!" Rose interrupted.
"You came to us saying that your Doctor was possessed by a demon, Rose," Sam corrected her, given ghee a pointed look.
"She didn't actually come to us, she sort of….. fell on us, Sammy," Dean corrected his little brother, waving his hands in the air. He immediately shut his mouth when Sam glared at him, activating what Dean often joked was his bitch face. "Sorry. Go on."
"Anyway- you said his eyes turned black…" Sam explained, raising the gun in the now worried face of the Doctor. Rose gasped, remembering how quickly he had changed then, how fluidly his eyes had transformed.
"Rose, what is he talking about?" the Doctor asked.
"Just…. just let them spray you, Doctor," Rose said, her voice filled with pain, "it will put them at ease, I guess."
"Or I could put you at ease," Jack said, licking his lips as he sidled up next to Sam, "how 'boy tit, big boy?" His grin was erased when Sam shot him the dirtiest look he could.
"Or not," Jack said as he slunk away to stand besides Dean, leaning in and whispering, "I love when he does that. Sends shivers down my spine! Amazing!" Dean smirked, blushing slightly.
"Yeah. Crowley used to say that all the time," Dean said, slightly uncomfortable at Jack's comment. There was a shout of recognition as the Doctor noticed K-9, sitting not eh ground.
"K-9! Oh, come her boy!" he ordered, crouching down and snapping his fingers as the robot rolled over to him. Keeping the pistol aimed, Sam's finger twitched as he pointed it at the man. Looking up, the Doctor said, "there's no need of that water gun, is there?"
"Oh, trust me, there is," Sam warned, squeezing the trigger.