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Chapter 10: Breaking Points

Chapter 10: Breaking Points

"Dean, I think you should see this." Castiel said.

Dean went over to Castiel and squatted next to him. He read the writing on the wall and looked up from it, stunned. He turned to Castiel unable to form a word in response. "Dean, Dean I know you know, how horrible the things you did when you were down below. So tell me now, how can't you see, that you were better in the pit then now with me? Dean, Dean, do you know how dark you got when you let that Mark grow? Do you remember future Dean? You're just like him and it's 2014. -P.S"

"Son of bitch." Dean said, with hurt in his voice.

"Doctor, is your TARDIS okay?" Sam asked.

"Why wouldn't it be?" The Doctor answered with a smile.

"I'm not one to joke, and now you know. Hey, Doctor! Where did your blue box go?- P.S"

"What the hell is this?" Dean snapped.

"It's sick." Sam replied. Dean got up so Sam wouldn't read the note.

*****

"They don't just vanish!" Caroline exclaimed.

"We can find out a lot more once we're in the TARDIS." The Doctor said, politely holding the door. "And it will be easier to get there once we find her."

"What do you mean?" Clara asked. "I thought that was how we got here."

"I still had her on that setting where she goes off where it's too dangerous for her."

"Like that time in the submarine where it was sinking and she just left." Clara said, nodding.

"Right." The Doctor said, a little embarrassed.

"Some feature." Dean replied.

"Dean, what did the message say?" Sam asked.

"Something they knew that would get to me." Dean, replied looking away from Sam.

"I hope they're okay." Elena said.

"They are. I have a good gut instinct that hasn't let me down. I'll show you once we're in the TARDIS." The Doctor said with a wink.

"I suggest we start with the man in the black hood. He wasn't a demon." Castiel said.

"Hood?" Sam asked.

"There wasn't any sulfur at the scene." Dean replied.

"What was their exact description?" Sherlock asked immediately.

"Black hood, leather gloves, pants and shoes." Clara answered.

"They were 32 years old." Castiel said. "Caucasian."

"Where'd you see him, Damon?" Dean asked. Dean's eyes caught something behind Damon and stopped walking.

"One second there, you blink and he's gone?" Damon asked. "You guys came right before I could ask."

"You saw the ripple in the sky?" Dean asked, still looking behind Damon.

"Yeah." Damon replied and stopped walking as well. "There was wind. A lot of wind, so the trees were bent back, which was how I could see the bastard. I was the only one who looked down and he was looking at me and Elena."

"He was thirties-looking, that dude?" Dean asked, looking pissed at was behind Damon.

"No." Damon replied.

Damon looked behind him. They all followed. Sam sighed and shook his head. He gave Dean a look. They were outside in the car lot and the sun had begun to set. There were numerous black, 1967 Chevrolet Impalas. Some smashed, some polished, and some just dented.

"How is that fair? Again?!? Really? I'm gonna be sick." Dean said, sounding hoarse and leaving.

"Dean, I think it's happening again." Castiel said, looking up and following Dean.

"Yes, it is." The Doctor said, walking and looking up to see the iridescent ripple.

****

"That's him!" John shouted, pointing to a man in a hood.

It was hard to see, the sky had a few streaks of gold and was turning black fast. The street lights were on, but they were on low. The man was holding a folded note in his gloved hands. He looked at Damon and smiled. Damon sped for the note as the man dropped it in front of him and left.

"What does it say?" Elena asked.

"It's meant for me." Damon replied, following the letters with his eyes.

Red, liquid, drip, vein. Thirsty yet, Damon? -P.S

"Who are you?!?" Damon snapped.

The man in the leather gloves rose a finger and mouthed "one".

"One? What does that mean?" John asked.

"It's a hint." Sherlock replied.

"May I see the journal, please?" The Doctor asked.

"You found something?" Clara asked.

"Maybe." The Doctor asked, using his sonic screwdriver as he opened the book.

"What the hell did you do to it?" Caroline asked as Primer Society appeared at the top of the first page.

Author's note: I have an Instagram account (if I haven't mentioned already) and I give updates, ect on this book. I'm thesuperarrowaltardis. Looking for new cover art! The next chapter will be after the next SPN break.