I'm so sorry for not updating sooner! In the chapter of Time and Time Again I put up yesterday, I have my list of excuses and reasons if you wanna look at them! So, so sorry!
Chapter 13
"And then we can get out of here." Sherlock finished explaining his plan to the others.
"It's risky." Sam commented, even though he knew it was their only chance of getting out of there. Dean's only chance of getting out of there.
"We're out of options. If you have any other ideas, please tell me." Sherlock responded.
Sam nodded and shifted a little, trying to make Dean as comfortable as possible.
"So we just have to wait here...?" Dean asked weakly.
"Dean, you can't do anything right now anyways." Sam reminded his brother.
"Still..." Dean always was a stubborn one.
"Alright, we need to get going before the Daleks come back." the Doctor instructed.
Castiel looked at Sam, taking in the look in his eyes. It was begging, pleading, for him to work quickly. To get them out of there. Cas then looked down at Dean. His expression said something different. His expression told Cas to be careful. He knew that this must be very hard for Dean, being unable to move. He probably wanted to help out in some way, even protect his brother. Sitting still and staying put weren't in his nature, his coding. It was against everything he was taught as a child.
But he was going to do it anyways.
"I will be back." Cas said. With a whoosh of wings, Cas was gone from the group's sight.
Cas reappeared in the TARDIS. He knew he had felt something off about the ship from the second he set foot in it. He just hadn't believed it.
The TARDIS has a soul. Which means it could be asked to do things.
Cas cleared his throat and stood there, unsure of what to say or do.
"Um... Hello?" Cas asked tentatively.
The TARDIS hummed in response.
"I need your help. The Doctor is in danger. He needs your help."
Cas felt the TARDIS's feelings. The TARDIS didn't doubt the Doctor's skills and believed he could make it out on his own. She didn't understand how severe the situation was.
"There is a man. My friend... He's injured. The Doctor can't make it out with all of us alive, especially him."
The TARDIS still didn't feel like moving without her Doctor at the metaphorical wheel.
"You don't understand! My friends need your help! Dean... Dean's dying... And Sam can't deal with that again... I can't deal with that again!"
The TARDIS remained indifferent.
"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! HE'S DYING! I CAN'T DO THIS AGAIN! I'M NOT LOSING HIM AGAIN!" Cas shouted, trying to make it understand. He didn't know how else to do it. The TARDIS seemed quite indifferent, unwilling to move.
Then, something shifted within the TARDIS's soul. She was starting to care.
"My friend's name is Dean Winchester. He is a great man. He and his brother have saved the world time and time again and he is still out there. He has gone to Hell and back. He will do anything for his family, despite the fact that they continue to die. He blames himself, even though he has no reason to. He loves his brother with all his heart and will defend him with his dying breath. He has gotten through to me and saved me multiple times. He has told me how besides Sam, I'm the only family he's got. I am honored to be a part of a family with these two amazing men. His brother, Sam, is out there right now, trying to keep his brother alive. If you care at all, you'll help me. We need to help them."
Cas stood up straight, emotion written all across his face. At first he didn't feel any shift in the TARDIS's thoughts or emotions. Then the TARDIS started making its wheezing noise, signaling that it was taking off. Cas smiled, knowing he had gotten through to her.