Hi, sorry I've not updated for a while, I was on holiday, yay me! I've put in Dean and the Doctor into this chapter( finally). hope you enjoy.
"Where is my little brother?" Dean yelled at The Doctor," Where's Sammy!"
" Don't worry, we'll find him, and Clara."
Dean sighed, it was hopeless. they were in the middle of nowhere, couldn't get into the big blue box and there was no Sammy or Clara. He didn't know much about Clara but she seemed ok. It was The Doctor he was curious about. He wasn't sure what he was, aliens didn't exist. Ghosts did, vampires did but he knew for a fact that aliens were not real. He didn't care what The Doctor said, that was if The Doctor was his real name. What was his name? Nobody is called The Doctor, well, unless his parents were really messed up.
"I think I got a trace of Sam," said The Doctor, holding a weird silver stick with a green light at one end.
The stick made a weird noise, a kind of annoying electric hum.
"What do you mean you got a trace of Sam?" Dean asked hopefully.
The Doctor looked at him and smiled," The screwdriver got a very tiny trace of Sam. The trace may have been small, but it still exists. If I can lock the screwdriver on the trace we might just find Sam and Clara."
Dean didn't even have time to question the stick thingy ( the screwdriver it was called... he thought) they had found Sam and Clara. Sort of, anyway.
"Got it!" The Doctor Started," I've locked onto the tra..." he was cut off by a sudden cool draft.
They both looked around, expecting to see some scary monster but there was nothing there.
"Doctor," Said a woman's voice," since when did you take children on you little adventures. Did you finally get bored of the Earth girl? Or have you still kept hold of her?"
Warning: this chapter is over. Please leave a comment if you liked or favourite/ follow it if you thought it was great. I'm not sure when I'll update next cause I am kind of busy. Bye!