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Chapter 22: Breaking Glass

Chapter 22: Breaking Glass

"What are we doing in Mystic Falls?" Sam asked.

"Good question." Elena said.

"You're here." Damon breathed, cupping her angelic face in his hands. Elena giggled as he covered her face in kisses.

"Where's Caroline?" Elena asked, looking around at the men standing next to her.

"Here!" Caroline said, appearing with someone behind her.

"Stefan!" Elena exclaimed, giving him a hug. "How's the arm?"

"Healed." Stefan replied.

"Why are you all here?" Stefan asked.

"That's what we're trying to figure out." Dean said.

"Your friend..."

"Cas."

"Yeah," Damon replied. "He said he was doing something with the Doctor."

Another light erupted and Bridget was standing in the clearing. Clara was behind her.

"Where were you guys?" Sam asked.

"We were in TARDIS." Clara replied.

"Where's Sherlock and John?" Bridget asked. The ex-army doctor and detective were no where to be seen. ***

"Find the others." Castiel instructed before touching John's back.

"Wait, Sherlock-!" John disappeared.

"I must join the others." Sherlock said.

"Not just yet." The Doctor said.

"What do you need?" Sherlock asked.

"I need you to do your part in helping save the world." The Doctor replied with a smile. ***

"Look!" Clara exclaimed.

"John!" Bridget called.

"Good to see you again, Stefan." John said, shaking his hand. "Has anyone seen Sherlock?"

"He could be around here somewhere." Bridget said, hopefully.

"It seemed like he had stayed behind. Did he?" John asked himself.

"What would they need him for?" Dean asked, curiously.

"Sherlock Holmes is the best detective I know." Sam replied.

"Oh, I get it now." Bridget said.

"Get what?" The Winchesters chimed.

"Sherlock Holmes and John Watson: the best crime solving duo; the Winchesters, the best Hunters out there and their guardian angel. The best all here."

"Dean,- Dean!" Sam ran to his brother who fell to the ground. "Dean! JOHN!"

"He's breathing." John said. He put two fingers on Dean's throat. "He's very calm. I think he's... asleep." ***

Dean could see and open field dotted with daisies. He was sitting on a picnic blanket on a hill. There were trees with crimson red maple leaves and fiery orange oak leaves. To the left of him there was a road of clear asphalt where a river ran underneath. There was a line of jagged rocks where the road and the tall grass met where his Impala was parked.

"Hello, Dean." Castiel appeared next to him.

"I'm dreaming."

"My appoligies on how you got here. "