Ok, I'm disobeying my own rules here! I said I would switch off between this story and my main series, but what are my rules here for but throwing them in the trash bin from time to time? So, will Dean be rescued today? I honestly don't know. I just go where the story takes me so I guess it will be a surprise for everyone! Shall we?

Chapter 9

The TARDIS landed in the Dalek ship. They immediately heard the sirens going off, signaling their arrival.

"Ok, we need a plan." John said.

"John's right. If these things are as dangerous as you say, Doctor, we need to know what we're doing before we go out there." Sherlock agreed.

The Doctor rushed over to the TARDIS console and hit a few buttons, pausing to think, then pulling a lever.

"I just extended the field that stops the TARDIS door from being broken down farther. I'm going to need some of you to stand out there and distract the Daleks that are going to come out there." the Doctor told them.

"I'm going to go find Dean." Sam said.

"No, you're going to be here, distracting the Daleks." the Doctor countered.

"You don't seriously think I'm going to stay here while my brother is in danger, do you?" Sam laughed humorlessly.

"I know you are. I'm going to get Dean. I know how to deal with the Daleks, he will be safe with me." the Doctor said, trying to reassure him, but not moving from his point.

"I'm coming, Doctor."

"Sam," Castiel spoke up, "I will go with the Doctor. We will get Dean. Just stay here with them." Cas looked towards the Doctor, "I assume that you have no problem with me coming along?"

"Yes. Cas will come with me. Just stay here, Sam." the Doctor pleaded.

Sam thought about it for a minute, then nodded reluctantly.

"Good. Now you all need to distract the Daleks. Me and Cas will leave before they get here, but you are going to need to keep them here until we get back. Keep them talking, do whatever you can." the Doctor told them. Everyone nodded.

"Alrighty then! Operation Stealth Nugget is a go!" the Doctor said, then scrunched his face up in a look of slight disgust, "We really need a new name for this operation." With that, he ran out the door, followed by Castiel and the rest.

The walked out in to a large room with metal walls. It was absolutely empty, except for the TARDIS and the people on the rescue mission.

"We will be back as soon as possible." Cas told everyone, but aiming it more towards Sam. The Doctor was already heading down on of the three hallways connected to the room. Sam nodded without a word.

Cas finally caught up with the Doctor.

"Do you know where Dean is?" Cas asked him, obviously worried about his friend.

"I am pretty sure he's down this way..." the Doctor said, continuing down the hallway. All was quiet until the Doctor heard a familiar sound that made him cringe.

"Exterminate! Exterminate!" yelled one of the three Daleks coming towards Cas and the Doctor. The Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver and pointed it at them.

"Cover your eyes!" Cas yelled. The Doctor did so and a ringing noise filled his ears. He felt warmth on his skin, but did not look. Soon, the sensations subsided.

"You can open them now." Castiel said. The Doctor opened his eyes and saw the Dalek where they were before. He was about to start sonicing them when he realized they weren't moving or talking.

"What happened?" the Doctor asked.

"I used my powers to destroy them." Cas answered.

The Doctor walked over to the Daleks and tapped one. It didn't move.

"Very thorough." the Doctor said, then continued rushing down the hall. Cas followed close behind.

"There it is!" The Doctor stopped in front of the outline of a door with a keypad next to it. He used his sonic screwdriver on the keypad and a minute later, the door opened. Just as it did, two demons came around the corner and saw the Doctor and Cas.

"Hey!" One of them yelled. The Doctor and Cas turned to see them. Cas started towards them, letting his angel blade fall from his sleeve. The Doctor looked back to the doorway, knowing that Cas was taking them on to give him time.

He walked into the dark cell. He saw Dean curled up in the corner, his chest rising and falling ever so slightly. The Doctor ran over to Dean in the corner and knelt down next to him. He turned him onto his back to see that Dean was just barely holding on to consciousness.

"Dean?" the Doctor asked gently, trying to hide his worry. Though he had never met this man in person, he had heard enough to feel attached to him.

Dean's eyes fluttered open slowly and he could see Dean trying to focus on the Doctor.

Dean looked utterly horrible. The video footage had nothing on what he looked like in person. His face was covered in blood and bruises. His foot was in an unnatural position, probably broken. His breathing was rough, probably due to damaged ribs. His arms had deep cuts everywhere that were bleeding steadily out onto the floor. His clothes were bloody and had tear marks where a knife probably went through them. When Dean was curled up, the Doctor caught a glimpse of the broken fabric, showing where a whip had gone through them, destroying his back. Not to mention how skinny Dean was. The Doctor assumed that he hadn't been fed the entire time he was here, which had probably been a week by now. What with the injuries and lack of food, Dean was doing horribly.

Dean moaned in pain, acknowledging the Doctor's presence.

"Sh... It's ok Dean..." the Doctor comforted. He knew Sam would rather be here, but the Doctor needed him back with the others. Plus, he knew that Dean would kill him if he put his little brother in danger.

"W-who are y-you?" Dean struggled to get out, trying to make it as menacing as possible.

"My name's the Doctor. I'm here to get you out." the Doctor said in the most comforting tone possible.

"W-why?"

"Because I help people, I'm the Doctor."

"Wh-where's S'mmy?" Dean asked weakly.

"He's safe, Dean, he's safe." he responded with a slight smile. No matter how injured Dean was, he would always worry about Sam first.

Dean nodded and let his head fall back into the blood puddle that had already formed underneath him. His eyes were still open, but it was clear that it was a struggle for him.

Castiel came in to the room, obviously done with those demons. He took one look at Dean and crossed the room in two strides, kneeling down next to Dean.

"Dean." he said worriedly.

"C-cas?" Dean forced out.

"Yes."

Dean nodded weakly and let his eyes close.

The sound of footsteps sounded from the hall.

"I've got it." Cas said, reluctantly getting up and heading outside, angel blade still in hand.

The Doctor picked Dean up out of the blood puddle he was in, surprised and dismayed by how little he weighed. He headed out of the cell just in time to see Castiel finish off the final demon. The two started heading back towards the TARDIS, the Doctor carrying an unconscious Dean.

I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO WRITE THAT MOMENT WITH THE DOCTOR AND DEAN THIS ENTIRE STORY! YAYAYAYAYAY! Did anyone notice the Misha Collins reference I made in there? No? Ok. *Goes and sits in corner*