"He said it," the Doctor gulped forlornly. Rose cast her eyes down, training them on Sam, who was lying still, eyes open. Jack ran a hand through his hair nervously, placing a hand on Dean's shoulder.
"Sorry, Dea-"
"Drop it, Jack!" the Doctor ordered. Jack held his hands up in defense, taking a step to the side.
"Am i not allowed to console anyone now?" he asked sarcastically.
"Don't start with me, Captan Jack Harkness," the doctor demanded like a parent scolding his child. Jack rolled his eyes, muttering "Whatever." Dean shook his head, tears beading the corners of his eyes. He was holding onto his brother's hand so tightly his knuckles were turning white. Shakign his head, Dean coughed, mumbling, "C'mon, Sammy…."
"Dean there isn't anything you can do," the Doctor said, carefully uncurling his fingers from the larger man. Dean shook his head. It wasn't possible. There and to be some way to survive- there alway was a way….
"We should probably go inside, no?" Rose suggested. Nodding, the Doctor helped Dean up, keeping his eyes wary on the hunter as he wiped tears away ferociously.
"I really am sorry, Dean," the Doctor said, K-9 following on its wheels, oblivious to what was happening. A few bystanders were giving them strange looks, some running at the sight of the robot.
"Is there really no way you can bring him back, doc?" Dean finally asked with a heavy sigh, "I mean, we've always managed it before, with the demons and-"
"Dean, war are you saying?" the Doctor said s a confused look crossed his face, "you sound like a madman!" Dean chuckled.
"At least I don't have a blue box," he said. The Doctor nodded.
"True, true," he said under his breath, "but still, there's no need to talk like that. We'll do something for your brother, alright?" By now they had entered the building, red carpet lining the floors, men and women in black suits ambling around. Velvet ropes outlined the visitor's area, where a tourist group was waiting for a guide to show them around. Rose pointed to them.
"Should we join them?" she asked.
"Naw," The Doctor said, a bit of a Scottish accent poking out, "besides, Elizabeth must have left me the map to a secret passage somewhere." Dean raised an eyebrow in question.
"You know the queen of England?" he asked incredulously. The Doctor nodded.
"Met her back in 1862," he explained as they walked past the crowd, the security guards paying them no mind, "she fancied me, actually. Of course, at the time, I got her confide with a Zygon…"
"Zygon?" Dean asked.
"You know- red? Long tentacles covered in suckers?" the Doctor waved his arms around as he said "tentacles," although his visuals were not exactly the best.
"So, an alien?"
"Yeah!" the Doctor nodded, then more to himself to anyone else, "and they are surprisingly good kissers-"
"Whatever your interspecies love life is, i really don't want to hear about it!" Dean cut him off. The Doctor scoffed.
"If you think that sounds bad, you should here about the Captain's here," the Doctor jabbed a thumb at Jack, who went red, "not even just his interspecies love life, his human love life as well!"
"Don't look at me!" Jack said, embarrassed- did the Doctor really have to bring it up almost every single time?!
"Whatever dude, let's just find this possessed Doctor and get out of here!" Dean shook his head, reaching inside his pocket, then it hit him: the supplies was back in the Impala, also where they had left Sam's unconscious body. Rolling his eyes, he groaned.
"What's wrong?" Rose asked. Dean shook his head.
"We left the supplies back in the car," Dean explained. Rose cocked an eyebrow.
"What supplies?" she asked, "like, a gun? It should be okay- jack has his De-Mat gun with him-"
"Not that kind of gun, Rapunzel," Dean chided, "I need scythes, angel blades, salt…. that stuff."
"First off, my name is not Rapunzel, it's Rose-"
"Close enough," Dean scoffed.
"-And second, why do you need salt?"
"Did I not explain anything back at the diner to you?" Dean scowled. Rose crossed her arms over her chest, annoyed.
"Well, instead of fighting, why don't you go back and get the supplies? Jack suggested, "and maybe shove your brother into the car as well so it doesn't look more suspicious then it already is?" Dean shrugged- he and a point.
"I'll need someone to come with me," Dean said, "it is a lot of supplies- mostly small things, but still, a lot." Jack shrugged, raising a hand.
"I'll come!" he said, a lilt in his smile.
"No you won't!" the Doctor said, pushing Jack's hand down so it rested at his side.
"Geez, i can't do anything, can I?" he complained. The Doctor shook his head.
"Besides dying, no, you can't," the Doctor said, "since I know he way inside, I will send Rose with you, okay?" Dean shrugged.
"Whatever works for you, mad man," he said, then to Rose, "let's go, sweetheart. We don't have all day." Rose rolled her eyes, sending the Doctor a look that asked, "Do I really have to go with him?!" The Doctor pointed at Dean's receding back and she reluctantly ran after him, hair bouncing against her back as she broke into a light jog. Once they were gone, the Doctor grabbed Jack by the arm, dragging him around the corner, leaning against a wall.
"Doctor, a-are you alright?" Jack asked, concern flashing in his blue eyes.
"That hunter," the Doctor said, "he knows something, Jack."
"Well, he and Rose said you were possessed-" Jack began explaining, but the Doctor shook his head.
"I know," he said, "but when? My past? My future? What if I'm possessed right now?" Jack shrugged, unsure elf what to say. The thought had honestly never struck him- what if the Doctor was right? What if they couldn't trust the Winchesters?
"Maybe we should wait until they get back?" Jack asked, "they could explain some more-"
"Maybe we can trust Rose, but not them…" the Doctor said, "I feel as if they will bring a whole world of trouble if they stay."
"And you haven't?!" Jack pointed out, "Doc- everywhere you go you bing trouble!" A childish grin spread on his face, wide and mischievous.
"But my trouble is the good kind of trouble," he said, then grabbing Jack's hand they ran down the corridor, closer to the heart of Buckingham Palace.