Dean stumbled towards the doors, desperate to get out the TARDIS before his stomach emptied itself. He burst outside, gulping in the cold night air. Sam followed, more composed, but still slightly green.
"That was... fun," he smiled weakly. The Doctor followed, looking apologetic.
"I'm sorry, boys. That's never happened before. The TARDIS has never-" he was interrupted by Dean heaving.
"Please, just don't ever mention it again," Sam begged. The Doctor nodded as Dean straightened, glaring at the blue box.
"It's been exactly seventeen hours and thirty seven minutes since you left," the Doctor stated, checking his internal clock. Sam glanced at the bunker door.
"Why don't we go inside? We can get something to eat," Sam suggested, and they all trudged inside. Dean sank gratefully into a chair, the Doctor sitting on another. Sam passed round beers and slices of pie, and soon the trio were feeling refreshed.
"So, your friend," Dean turned to the Doctor. "Any idea what killed her." The Doctor hesitated before shaking his head. Sam raised an eyebrow.
"Lying isn't going to help, you know," Sam reminded him. The Doctor hesitated.
"I don't know," he said more firmly. Dean's eyes narrowed.
"We know you're lying. Just tell us what-" Dean was cut off as the bunker door swung inwards with a bang, and two men appeared at the balcony, training guns on them. Sam, Dean, and the Doctor raised their hands.
The men descended the stairs. The shorter one had grey-blonde hair and intelligent eyes. He carried the gun comfortably, obviously having used one multiple times.
The taller one had curly black hair and bright blue eyes, which darted round the room and seemed to notice everything. He was wearing a long black trench coat. He fixed them with a cold stare as he reached the bottom of the stairs.
"Who are you?" Dean demanded.
"This is John Watson," the taller man answered with a British accent, gesturing at the other man. "I'm Sherlock Holmes."
A/N: Hey guys! That's another chapter out for you lovely lot. The squad are together now (almost) so the story should get started properly soon. I'd like to thank _-RavenFyre-_ for being my proof reader and motivating me. Feel free to read my other stories:
Superwholock Chat Rooms
Saving Peter Maximoff
Training Peter Maximoff (sequel)
Mischief (a Loki fic)
Vibes ( a Cisco Ramon fic)
Rise of the Fallen King (am original)
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Superwholock- Broken Wings
FanfictionSam and Dean hunt the Supernatural. They've seen a lot, but there's always been one thing they know for certain. Aliens do NOT exist. So how do they cope when one turns up in a magic blue box? Who are the ex-army medic and the stuck-up detective? An...
