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Chapter Two: The Baker Street Boys

Chapter Two: The Baker Street Boys

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"I'm the Doctor. You can call me Doctor." The Doctor held his hand out and Sam grabbed it instinctively.

"It's nice to meet you, Doctor." Sam managed, to say, shaking his hand.

Dean, a little confused by his little brother's actions shook the Doctor's hand. "I'm Dean Winchester and that was my younger brother, Sam."

Castiel, the only one who didn't tower over the Doctor shook his hand. "I'm Castiel. It's an honor to meet you, Doctor."

Castiel stared at the Doctor. It was like Castiel was fascinated by him.

"I'm old. Older than the Earth itself." Castiel said. "How come I've never heard of you?"

The Doctor only smiled. "Maybe you haven't been looking in the right places."

Fwomp! "First MAGICALLY appearing men and now teleportation?" The short, blond haired man had a British accent.

Balthazar and Gabriel were behind them. At the sight of them, Dean put a hand to his head and sighed.

"John! There is no such thing as magic! Magic is fantasy!"

"Thanks, Sherlock!" Clara teased, coming out of the TARDIS, then locking it with its key.

"Judging by your accent, you're English and you're a traveler. I know for sure I haven't met you before and when people do they call me Mr.Holmes and then I correct them and ask to call me Sherlock so who are you?"

"Clara." She said, putting a strand of long, dark strand behind her ear. "The Doctor's companion."

"You're Sherlock Holmes?" Sam inquired, feeling out of place with his American accent.

"Yes." Sherlock answered, unsure of why everyone was surprised to hear it. "Is there a problem with my name?"

"So you must be Dr. John Watson!" Sam exclaimed to the man next to Sherlock.

"It's John." John corrected him awkwardly.

Castiel caught Sherlock's eye. Sherlock walked over to him, thinking. "Based on the conditions of your clothing you never change not once but somehow it's tidy, how?" Sherlock said quickly.

"Based on the area, the dirt road and weather conditions I know for a fact we aren't in London or in England whatsoever."

Castiel looked at Sherlock, confused and startled. Castiel looked him up and down. Blue scarf, black trenchcoat, buttoned closed and a mind of a genius.

Author's note: Sorry to cut this short but I promise next one will be longer and AWESOME! So will the one after that! Chapter 3 will be next week! One more fandom! 🌲🌲🌲🌲