Hey! so i took some of your feed back on board and this is a little longer but sorry it's still not that long! i'll try and make each chapter longer but i just have to go with however the story is flowing in my head! so enjoy! reveiws appreciated!
"Hasn't he done this before?" Amelia turned to Rory; "Called in his favours?" they sat in the flat awaiting more of The Doctors friends, The Winchesters.
"This is different," Clara cut in from across the room "He's not trying to save anyone else, he needs saving. He's not calling in all his favours like last time; he's calling in the favours that can save him."
Amelia smiled, The Doctor needed saving? The Doctor. The man who had saved the universe countless times, the man who had saved the human race more times than the years she had lived, needed saving. And there were only 7 people who could help.
The door creaked open and there was a sharp intake of breath as Dean and Sam walked in, they'd never seen anything like it. White walls, roof and floor, the most modern of furniture and gadgets. "Nice pad," Dean exclaimed with a grin "You called?" he asked walking towards Clara. Sam trudged along behind him, taking in the group of people. He heard Dean talking with Clara, British he thought with a sigh. "This is my brother, Sam" Sam heard Dean say to Clara. "Sam, come over here and say hello to Clara will you?" Dean motioned for Sam to join him and Sam started towards him, watching the others as he passed them, there was a girl with red hair who sat next to a man with light brown hair, a man with curly black hair who sat a little too proudly for Sam's liking, a smaller man with blonde hair who sat shaking his head at the man with dark hair and the girl Dean was talking too, Clara. He walked over to the two of them; Dean was clearly flirting with the poor girl and had forgotten all about him.
"Dean," Sam said, tapping his brother on the shoulder.
"Yes, what is it Sammy?" he replied, not looking away from Clara who was laughing at some stupid joke he'd made.
"You, um, asked me to come over?" he asked.
"Oh, yeah, so I did. Clara this is Sam, Sam this is Clara" Dean answered, watching them shake hands. "So, The Doctor?" he asked Clara, who was suddenly immersed in conversation with Sam about she and Deans last meeting.
"Yes," Clara turned back to Dean, "He sent me a message and he looked scared, he asked me to call in some favours. But only the favours that could help him," she stated, "Please Dean, you have to help me" she begged.
Dean took her hands in his and slowly kissed them "I've always wanted a ride in that TARDIS of yours he said with a wink.
Dean, Sam and John, who had already been in the TARDIS on the way but still couldn't believe it, stepped into the TARDIS with awe written all over their faces. Sherlock on the other hand walked in, stated that he wasn't as impressed as the first time, when he first saw the inside he looked around and murmured "Dull", and took a seat.
Clara turned on the small screen in hope of a message from The Doctor, she was in luck, The Doctor's face popped up on the screen, and a look of pure terror covered it. "Now Clara," he shakily said, "I don't have much time; I'm assuming you've gathered all of my favours," Clara nodded even though she knew he could neither see nor hear her and this was only a recording. The Doctor glanced around on the screen and turned back forward, "It's them, Clara I-" the video cut off and the screen went black. Clara shook the screen but there was nothing "Doctor!" she shouted but he was gone. At that moment the TARDIS started to shake and she was thrown to the other side of the control room, along with The Doctors 'favours'.