A School for Hunters

Prortals to God Knows Where

Readers: I think im going to stay in Victoria's pov for now. If I ever switch back, I'll tell yall. Thanks xoxo.

After the drinks I convince Sam, Dean, And Castiel to take me to our dorm before we go out to hunt and help Ashley.

We step inside our room, "yall three wait here. I desperately need a shower. And I swear to god if you so take any of my weapons you'll be sorry." I smile and close the bathroom door.

I look at myself in the mirror. It took me fifteen minutes to figure out how to get the wings to go back into my body. I'm still not even sure how, I think it came when I calmed down but who knows. I turn on the water and take a nice scrubbing shower.

After about thirty minuets I step out and exit the bathroom wrapped in a towel.

"What took you so long?", Dean looks over.

"I'm a girl. It takes time," I roll my eyes and head into the closet. I slip on some ripped jeans, my black tank top, and my black flats.

I exit the closet and go around the room picking up some weapons.

When I'm done sam looks over, "ready?"

"Sure, but where exactly are we going to find Ashley?"we head out the door and hop in deans car.

"Cas?" He gestures to the angel sitting beside me.

"Yes, I was looking into that while you showered. It appears she's not in this universe."

I frown, "we'll one, how the hell is she in a different one? And two, how the fuck do we get to it?"

Sam speaks up now, "well she got there through a rift in our dimension. It's a tear in the fabric of our world really. She slipped through it when she and the monster cast the spell. We also think that's what gave you he wings. Where it put everyone else under a knock out spell, you were cursed. You were suppose to become a demon like the creature, but it backfired some because our your jewelry. It didn't protect you fully from it however, hence the wings. I also believe your eyes will change to red when you use them as well."

I sigh, "I do t care about me. Now how exactly are we going to get to the other dimension?"

Deans turn to talk, "well I plan to call up an old friend. If they have tears big enough for her to slip through, he's bound to come over too."All this time I had dent realized we had driven out to the woods.

We all step out the car in this cleared area. Dean makes a phone call stepping away from us.

Sam looks at Cas, "now might be your time to jet Cas. I know you don't like him."

"Yes, pray to me when you get ashley or you need help."he disappears.

"He'll be here any minute," Dean walks back over, "the rifts are everywhere he said."

Me and Sam nod but I can't help but wonder who 'he' is exactly. I'm not given much time to think on it when the sky seems to split open and a weezing sound fills my ears.

Out of the sky falls a blue police box. Dean and Sam smile while I just stand her in bewilderment.

The front of the door opens and a man bolts out, "you rang."

He staggers his way up to me, "hello, you must be Victoria. Cool name Victoria. I knew a queen by that name. Married her accidentally. Wasn't a fun day, she was quite rude really. But I bet your nice. Anyway," he extends a hand, "I'm the doctor."

"Doctor who?", I don't take my eyes off the fast talking man. I mean he can't be the one from my shows can he? I must be dreaming. Maybe I died back in that club or something.

He smiles adjusting his bow tie, "never get tired of that question."

I blink rapidly and faintly notice sam and Dean smiling at me, "you-you-your the doctor? THE doctor? Form the TV show? Your real??"

"We're all stories in the end," he winks.

Sam speaks up, "dimensions Victoria, remember he's from a different dimension. He's as real as you and me there."

All I let out is, "oh".

Dean cuts in, "shall we be off then?"

The doctor smiles once again, "ah yes right this way, the TARDIS awaits."

We step inside and I have to run my hand along the walls and objects.

"Where to," Sam questions.

"Let's see," the doctor presses buttons around his console, "ah yes, she appears to have gone to the dimension where Sherlock Holmes is real."

"Don't tell me. It's the one the TV show is based off of like you."

"Yup," he pops the p.

I put my hand to my head, "I must be going insane."

Sam leads me to a chair, "might want to sit, rides a bit bumpy."

"Fine fine."

I sit back while the doctor flips some levers and says "Geronimo!" And we're off to God Know where.