Chapter Four

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"Rise and shine!" The Doctor said loudly as he pulled back the curtains to let the light into room.
Dean groaned and opened his eyes slightly to look at the Doctor. The others woke up and stretched. Sam yawned and sat up on his bed and raised an eyebrow at the Doctor.
"Did you sleep last night? You look like you got run over by a truck." Sam pointed out.
The Doctor turned to look at himself in the mirror, which hung on the wall beside the windows, and laughed at himself. He really did look like he hadn't slept the night. Of course he hadn't slept. He stayed awake, wanting to make sure the boys would be okay. Although he had only met these two only a few days ago, it was kind of worrying as to how fast he'd come to like them and their angel friend.
"Yes..." He could feel the intensity of Sam and Dean's gaze and he sighed, "No."
"Are time lords even meant to sleep?" Dean chimed in with a voice muffled by the pillow.
"This one does." The Doctor said.
They then heard the familiar sound of flapping wings and turned to see a concerned Castiel. He let out a breath of relief when he saw that Sam and Dean were okay before his eyes traveled over the Doctor and his companion to check if they were okay.
"What's wrong?" Amy asked.
Castiel turned and looked at the door, before looking back at his friends. He blinked a few times before answering in his usual deep tone and a stoic expression on his face.
"I had a bad feeling." Castiel said, "But I believe it to just be a small error in my mind."
Sam and Dean exchanged a look before their gaze trailed back to Castiel. The angel slid both hands into his trench coat whirl he walked towards the window and glanced outside and onto the parking lot. Castiel's eyes followed a bearded man as he walked past the window without a care in the world.
"Oh, and I must add, I believe to have found the Cyber man's hiding area." This caught everyone's attention.
"Really?" They all said in unison.

"So this is the place?" Sam asked.
Castiel nodded and they all crouched behind a broken wall of an abandoned factory. A loud clanging came from inside the factory, making Amy grip hold of Sam's arm in shock although she let go straight afterwards. Sam just gave her a small smile before looking back at the Doctor expectantly. Dean began to shuffle towards the door and opened it slightly to see inside. The loud clanging came to an abrupt stop. Dean looked back at them and gestured for them to follow.
Once they had all entered the building, they began to stealthily make their way towards the place where they last heard the clanging, like someone banging a hammer on some iron. They then could hear a muffled voice, sounding definitely human. Or least they thought whatever it was, was human. Amy blinked before moving closer to the Doctor's side, her eyes wide. She let out a long shaky breath which caught the Doctor's attention. She was never really scared. He turned to look at her and placed his hands on her shoulders in a calming manner.
"Don't worry." He whispered, "Nothing will happen to you."
"Promise?" Amy asked quietly.
The Doctor held his pinky up and Amy hooked her own pinky around his, "Promise."
They then followed the Winchesters and Castiel as they began to make their way to where the speaking was coming from. They came to a stop when at the corner of a wall. Leaning against the wall, Dean poked his head around the corner of wall before looking back at Sam with wide eyes. They were full of recognition. Whoever was speaking, he brothers knew them.
"Hello boys." They heard a man chuckle from around the corner.
Dean's fist wrapped around the knife in his belt as he stepped out around the corner. Castiel and Sam weren't far behind him, causing the Doctor and Amy to follow. The man they saw was wearing all black, looked around the age of forty and he must've been quite rich by how smart he looked, despite the few dots of crimson liquid on his black coat.
"Crowley." Castiel muttered, just audible for everyone to hear.
"Yes, I believe it is me. The King of Hell, at your service." He then grinned at the Doctor and his companion, "You got two new buddies?"
King of hell? Amy couldn't believe it. She thought the Devil had horns and a pointed tail but that was probably just her imagination. She raised both eyebrows in surprise at how everyone else seemed okay with the fact that the king of hell was standing just before them.
"I am the Doctor." Eleven said before scanning the area and biting his lip, "Where's the cyber man?"
"Oh, my little pet?" Crowley chuckled, "Oh, I think you might want to turn around."
There was a small squeak of surprise from Amy as she was grabbed from behind. The boys looked over in shock before angrily turning back to Crowley. The Doctor kept his eyes on Amy, meeting her shocked gaze.
"Let her go." Sam demanded.
"Sorry, moose, but no." Crowley smirked which caused Sam to grunt, "Hopefully you got my message from Mr Lovelett."
"Of course we did, douchebag." Dean growled, "Now, let. Her. Go."
"Didn't I just say no?" Crowley frowned.
There was a long pause as everyone glared at him. Amy clawed at the metal arm around her neck though she gave up as she struggled to breath. She fought for air into her lungs and had to stand still if she wanted to get her breathing even.
"What do you want? We're the ones you're after." Dean snapped.
"Crowley, why must you stoop so low as to hire an alien to kill for you?" Castiel questioned calmly.
"Be quiet." Crowley bellowed, "You two have been a thorn in my side for too long. You two are everywhere, spoiling my plans. So, I decided, what better way to get rid of you than to kill you? It'd make my life a lot easier."
"Why not have a civilised conversation?" The Doctor suggested though Crowley didn't care.
"Shoot." Crowley snapped with a deep and angry voice.
His eyes then flicked to the cyber man as it raised its free hand and the fingers dropped to reveal a laser gun. Everyone fell silent as it aimed. There was a loud bang as it shot the laser and a hiss as it flew towards its target.
It hit its mark, earning a pained scream.

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