Chapter 18: Goodbye Winchester
“I am done with you!” Dean yelled at the Doctor.
Amy and I were still sitting on the ground, where we had been watching Doctor Who just a minute ago. It was a pretty decent show, and very accurate from what we’d seen. The Doctor wouldn’t let us watch past an episode called The Power of Three. He said that was the invasion of the cubes, which had just happened to us.
“Dean, I’m sorry but that’s how it goes, I can’t change that,” The Doctor said.
“And how do we know that? We don’t know you, Doctor. For all we know you and Moffat could be working with Moriarty and these shows are actually just a load of crap to get us to trust you,” Dean yelled.
The Doctor’s voice went quiet, “Dean, I would never do that to anyone.”
“Well, how are we supposed to trust you? You could be a trickster, just like him!”
“Dean, believe me. All of this is real. We have done everything that show has said. We could take you back, show you,” Amy said, standing up.
“No,” He said, “Come on, Sam, we’re leaving.”
“Dean!” Sam called as Dean left the flat. Dean didn’t stop, so Sam followed him, giving us an apologetic glance before leaving. Being respectful was worth so much to that man, it amazed me, considering what they do for a living.
“Sam!” The Doctor called and followed him.
I exchanged glances with Amy then stood up to be by her side. Sherlock and John were on either side of us. We were too stunned to speak as we listened to the three of them running down the stairs.
The Doctor was back to us after a moment. He looked relieved but upset at the same time.
“Anyone else want to go?” He asked, “Sherlock?”
Sherlock looked over us to John, then looked back at the Doctor, “No,” he decided, “This is where I belong.”
“And we’re glad to have you,” The Doctor smiled, then bounced off into the TARDIS, all sadness forgotten. We followed him around the corner and into the TARDIS.
“Remember the journal Sam had?” The Doctor asked.
“Yes,” We all replied.
“I have it here,” The Doctor said, pulling the leather bound journal out from nowhere, “Before Sam and Dean left, Sam told me that he no longer felt connected to this, he no longer feels the urge to write in it. We can destroy it now.”
We stared at the Doctor as he looked at John, to Sherlock, to me and to Amy.
“Well isn’t anyone going to give me any suggestions?” He asked.
“Uh, shouldn’t you find out it’s purpose,” John suggested. The Doctor looked at the journal, then when he looked back he turned it to face John like he had just been exchanging glances with a puppet.
“Good suggestion, in fact, very, very good suggestion, but we can’t. It got so much power from Sam that it is quite possible that it is listening in on our conversations. I can live without the answer to this one, actually I probably can’t but I’m clever so I’ll figure something out before we destroy it. Now who knows how to destroy a book!” The Doctor smiled.
“We could burn it,” I suggested.
“Or just, like, rip it up,” Amy said, using her hands to gesture tearing something up.
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FanfictionCOMPLETED: Moriarty is back, but how? He had given the Doctor a clue to who the only other remaining Time Lord is, and the Doctor has to find them before it's too late. The Doctor, Sherlock Holmes, and the Winchester brothers are brought together on...
