A/N: So I've come to realize that I should probably explain the timing and all cuz I haven't done that yet and even though I'm sure you all have figured it out by now...fic takes place during S9 of supernatural and roughly S7 of Doctor Who (Doctor is 11). As I'm watching the new eps of supernatural I think to myself how I can still incorporate that story line into this just cuz I'm strange like that...heh. Hoping everyone is enjoying :)

"So now what?" Dean asked as they looked at the two sleeping forms on the bed.

"Um, good question…anyone have a bucket?" the Doctor asked giving a nervous giggle. Just then Castiel started stirring. "Oh, look!"

Ryse shot up, her hand flying to her cheek and a shocked look on her face. Castiel was a bit slower, a troubled look on his face. Ryse looked over at him, "She hit me!"

"It worked didn't it," Castiel replied as he stood up.

"But she hit me!" Ryse said again, outraged. She rubbed her cheek. "I can't believe she did that!"

"You were the one saying you couldn't wake yourself up."

"That was no reason for her to hit me though!"

"Whoa, whoa, who hit you?" Dean asked confused.

"My mother," Ryse said looking over at him, as if daring him to say a bad word about parenting techniques.

"Come on," Castiel said reaching down to grab her hand and pulled her up to standing. He looked at the Doctor, "Is your ship ready?"

"What? Uh, yes," the Doctor said. Castiel pushed passed him, pulling Ryse behind him. She stumbled a bit before finding her stride. "What's going on?"

"Meg's in trouble."

"When isn't Meg in trouble," Dean grumbled as he and the Doctor followed. "And what the hell just happened in there?"

"Ryse was with Meg again. By touching her, she accidentally pulled me in. I was only a projection though and there were other demons coming after Meg when Ryse brought us back. We have to get there and help her," Castiel said as they got to where the TARDIS was. Clara was walking back in.

"Where are you all off to?" she said as the Doctor unlocked the TARDIS door.

"Field trip, grab weapons," Dean said nodding over to the weapons room. "Sammy!" Sam came back out from the archive room. "Go grab the demon knife."

"Does he have a signal then?" Sam asked as he went and grabbed their bag.

"No, but he's going to," Castiel said pushing Ryse through the door after the Doctor and following them in.

Sam gave Dean a confused look, "What's going on?"

"Ryse was there again, somehow got Cas pulled in and now Meg's getting attacked by demons and we're off on our white horses to rescue her ass, again," Dean explained handing a shot gun to Clara who gave him a bewildered look. "Grab those shell casings over there and get in the box."

"Um, ok," Clara said doing as she was told. "What are we doing exactly?"

"Apparently we're off to rescue Meg," Dean said grabbing another sawed off shot gun and one of the angel swords they had managed to keep around. "So shoot anything you see coming at you."

"Ok," Clara nodded. "Not sure the Doctor's going to like that too much."

"Yea, well, it's either kill or be killed yourself here. Don't know what pacifist world you two come from…"

"The Doctor just doesn't like violence," Clara said as Dean grabbed a few more things.

"Can't afford that here sister," Dean said. "Let's go."

Clara nodded before following him back to the TARDIS. They walked inside to see Ryse standing at the console with the Doctor while Castiel and Sam were listening to what he was saying.

"Ryse, give me your hand," the Doctor said.

"Why?" Ryse asked as she did what he asked. He jabbed it with a pointy object before grabbing her finger and putting on some sort of sensor, "What the hell? First I get bit by a vamp, then I get dropped on my ass and hit, now I'm getting stabbed. Do I have some sort of sign on me or something?"

"Ryse quiet," Castiel said. She huffed. "What will that do?"

"Well," the Doctor said as something on one of his screens started going off. He started hitting buttons and levers, "The TARDIS should be able to lock onto either Meg or the residual energy from Ryse having done whatever it is she did to get there in the first place using Ryse's blood."

"A warning would've been nice," Ryse mumbled sucking on her finger.

They all ignored her. The Doctor hit another button before throwing another lever, "Hold on, she's got it."

"Is that all you got?" Meg grumbled at the demon that had just slugged her. She was backed up against the cliff edge, surrounded by a group of five demons that had her cornered. She had just thrown one of their companions over the cliff. And was bracing for the next assault.

"Azazel isn't too pleased to hear what you've been up to since his death," the one snarled at her.

"Yea well, love and all," she sneered. Two of the demons came rushing at her. She ducked the one and slammed her foot into the groin of the other one. The one she had ducked grabbed her by her jacket collar and slammed his fist into her temple. She brought her arm down on his forearm and heard the crack of broken bones. She felt herself get slammed into from behind and it started to cross her mind that she may not last long enough for any sort of rescue attempt when she heard a shot gun go off. The demon holding her let go as he fell forward. She looked up and saw the Winchesters.

"About time the calvary showed up," she said wiping her mouth.

"Yea, well, couldn't let you have all the fun down here," Dean replied. Just then another demon came out at Dean. Neither he nor Sam had time to react before another shot rang out and the demon fell to the ground.

"I hit it!"

"Clara! What have I told you about guns!?"

"Who the hell are they?" Meg asked looking around Dean at rest of the figures coming out of the woods.

"Intros later, getting you outta here now," Sam said lifting her up off the ground as Dean tried to distract the last three remaining demons. "Doctor, here, get her back to the TARDIS."

"Right," the Doctor said as he and Clara both grabbed onto Meg and started leading her. "Hello, I'm the Doctor, that's Clara, you must be Meg."

"Uh, yea," Meg replied before starting to cough. She forced them to stop as she leaned over to grab her ribs, "Son of a bitch, they broke one."

"Mom!" Ryse yelled running up to her.

"Let's not do the mom crap right now," Meg coughed. "Where's the hell's this ship of yours?"

"Right in the next clearing," Ryse said walking ahead of them to get the door. As she entered the clearing though there were two more figures. "Uncle Dean!"

One of them leaped at her. She ducked and swung at him with the machete she was holding. The demon grabbed her arm mid swing and twisted it causing her to drop it.

"Ryse!" she heard her dad yell. He had just taken out the other demon. She looked over and saw him throw his angel blade towards her. She reached out to catch it and as she closed her fingers around the hilt, the metal started burning her. She dropped it and the demon took advantage of her pain to throw her onto the ground. She tried to teleport herself out, but it refused to work, leaving her stuck as the demon bent down and grabbed her around the throat. She heard them all yelling her name, but couldn't do more than struggle to get him to let go. A few seconds before she thought it was over, the angel sword she had dropped appeared in the demons chest. The demon fell and Meg stood over them, the sword in her hand.

Meg held out a free hand and Ryse reached up with her un-injured hand, "Thanks."

"Hey, apparently your my kid, couldn't let him kill you," she said shrugging, wincing slightly.

"What are you all still doing out here?" Dean said coming into the clearing followed by Sam.

"We were a bit held up," Castiel said coming to help Ryse carry Meg into the TARDIS.

"Yea, apparently," Dean said looking around at the bodies and following them in. "Alright let's get outta here."

The Doctor started flipping some switches. The TARDIS gave a lurch before not going anywhere. "Uh-oh."

"What uh-oh? No uh-ohs. We don't have time for uh-ohs," Dean said walking over to the where the Doctor was standing.

"Well, it seems we can't leave without a bit of a boost," the Doctor said giving a nervous glance at Ryse.

"No, she's still not up to power yet," Castiel said stepping forward.

"Listen, I understand more than anyone, but," the Doctor said, "We can't leave with Meg on board and we can't leave her behind. All Ryse needs to do is give both her and the TARDIS a bit of a boost to get back."

"And what will it do to Ryse?"

"I don't know."

Ryse stood up and walked over, "It's ok. I'll do it."

"Ryse, we don't know what'll happen-"

"We need to get back, I'll do it," Ryse said cutting her dad off. "You can't always protect me. Heck, you don't even know me enough to protect me. I can do this." Castiel looked at her before nodding. "Ok. Mo-Meg, could you grab my wrist please?"

"Why?" Meg said limping over.

"I got burned. Just hold on," Ryse said. Meg shrugged and grabbed onto Ryse's wrist before Ryse reached forward with her good hand and touched the TARDIS console. A yellow glow started seeping up her arm. It made it's way slowly up her arm and took a moment before traveling down the other arm and into Meg.

"What the hell is she doing?" Meg asked looking bewildered at the Doctor who was watching eagerly.

"Um, not sure," the Doctor said before he started punching buttons. The TARDIS started moving. "I believe she's using some of the TARDIS energy to help her own." A few seconds later, the TARDIS stopped moving. "And we're back."

"Good. Get me outta here," Dean said as he and Sam hurried towards the door.

"How you doing Ryse?" Clara asked walking over to the girl.

"Um, good question," she said as Meg let go. Castiel walked up to them.

"Let me see your hand," he said holding out one of his own. She held out her injured hand. He turned it palm up, "Has that ever happened before?"

Ryse shook her head, "No. You don't let me touch your angel blade."

"If this is what happens, I can see why," he said as examined the burn. "Looks like a third degree burn at least. Can you heal yourself?"

"Eventually, once I take a nap," Ryse replied.

"Let me wrap it up for you." Ryse nodded as Castiel turned to look back at the Doctor, "Thank you."

"Don't mention it," the Doctor nodded. "Meg, if it's all right, I'd like to run a few tests on you. Nothing horrible."

"Uh sure," Meg agreed. "As long as you don't turn me into a pincushion."

"I would never," he said giving her a kind smile.

"Come on Ryse," Castiel said tugging her arm. She followed him out to the main room where Dean was standing, looking troubled. "What's wrong?"

"I need a word with the kid," Dean said.

"Can it wait? I need to bandage her hand."

"No, it's ok," Ryse said. "I'll meet you back at my room."

Castiel sighed at her before nodding and walking away. Dean motioned her to walk off to the side room. "What's up Uncle Dean?"

"We have a problem."