I See Fire

Untitled Part 2

"Don't do it," Dean said simply.

The Doctor held Amy's limp, bloody body in his arms.

"Two minutes," tears streamed down the Doctors face, "If I'd landed just two minutes earlier..."

"It hurts like Hell," Dean said, "Believe me, I know. But you can't do this."

"Try and stop me."

...

It felt strange, not being in pain, screaming in agony. He wondered why he didn't regenerate in Hell. He operated the controls of the...TARDIS, that was her name. Dean had called her "your 'Baby'," like the Impala. That sweet car, how she hummed when Dean drove her.

Dean. Dean and Sam. Castiel and Rory and Amy. Everything came back, rushed back to him, and he fell to his knees. Fire rose around him, touched his skin, filled his lungs. An illusion, his brain messing with him. He would ignore it, he had to. Maybe then it would go away.

...

"So, what do we do?" Sam asked.

"We look for signs," Dean said, "Demonic, alien, anything."

"What if he can hide himself?" Jack wondered, "Like I can."

"Like I said...signs."

...

The Doctor wandered the streets of Chicago, the flames of Hell dancing in his head, looking for something, someone. The TARDIS had landed there for a reason, after all. Then, he saw a woman with bright red hair.

"Excuse me," He said.

She looked at him, "Yeah?"

"What is your name?"

"Emily. Why?"

He grabbed her arm and dragged her into an alley. She struggled, and he covered her mouth.

"Don't say a word, Emily," He said, "Nothing bad will happen to you."

He threw her against the wall, and she couldn't move. Terror had been injected into her, by his words.

"Follow me," He insisted, "And stay quiet."

She could only nod.

...

The Doctor groaned, head throbbing from being knocked out.

"Who are you?" A man asked.

The alien looked up, noting a short haired brunette, and that he was tied to a chair.

"Where am I?"

"I asked you a question," The man said.

"The Doctor," He said, "I'm the Doctor."

"How did you get in here?"

"We landed here," The Doctor answered, "Amy, Rory and I. Where are they? If you've done anything to them..."

"They're fine. Sam's talking to them."

"Show them to me."

...

"Guys?" Sam yelled, looking at his laptop, "I think I found him."

Dean, Cas, Jack, Amy and Rory huddled up to the laptop. The Doctor stood on the other side of the screen, holding an unknown woman by the neck.

"What the hell?" Dean asked.

"Hello, hunters," The Doctor spoke, "How are you?"

"Doctor!" Amy yelled.

"Amy," the Doctor said, "My sweet, sweet Amy. You should look away."

Rory tried to pull Amy away from the screen, but she refused.

"What do you want?" Dean demanded.

"A talk. A little trade."

"What kind of trade?" Sam asked.

"My companions. Amy and Rory, and I'll give you this girl here. Her name is Emily."

"Doctor..."

"No," Dean said.

"Shame," The Doctor fake pouted, and snapped the woman's neck, "She was going to get married next week."

Amy screamed, turning away, letting tears fill her eyes. Rory put his arm around her to comfort her. Jack walked away in disgust.

"I told her not to look," the Doctor commented.

"Well, now your leverage is gone," Dean said.

The doctor laughed.

"Not just yet," He spoke, "Sam, I need you to meet me outside the bunker."

Sam closed the laptop and walked to the exit.

"Sam!" Dean shouted, running after his brother, "What the hell are you doing?"

The younger brother pushed Dean away, and exited the bunker, the group following. In front of him stood the TARDIS, and out stepped the Doctor, holding a limp body. He dumped Emily on the ground.

"Nobody move," The Doctor yelled, causing everyone to freeze, "Sam, come here."

The blonde approached the newly made demon, unwillingly, and was grabbed by the neck.

"I have Sam," the Doctor said, "Remember that, before you make your next move."

He took Sam, who had to duck to enter, inside the TARDIS and started her up.

"What do you want?" Sam asked.

"Oh, good," The Doctor said, "You're back to normal. Seems I have a new power. People are scared to death to refuse me."

"You make them afraid."

"Yes."

"Why did you kill her?"

"Kill who?" The Doctor asked, then, "Oh yes. Emily. I don't know."

"You don't know?"

"Something is wrong with me," the Doctor answered.

He doesn't know. He really doesn't know.

"You're a demon."

...

"Jack," Dean approached the Nephilim, "Can we talk?"

"Sure."

"The Doctor has Sam," Dean started, "And I don't want him to get hurt."

"Neither do I."

"I know Castiel told you not to try and find the Doctor, but..."

"I'll do it."

"You will?"

"To save Sam, yes."