Careful What You Wish For

Chapter 10

"Wait, so are you trying to say...I'm not real?"

I nodded. I knew it was going to be difficult explaining this to The Doctor. His life wasn't as simple as the others. He travelled through time and space. He'd been just about everywhere. It was near impossible for him to get his head around his world not being real. His eyebrows knitted together in angry frustration. "That's...that's just rubbish. I'm a Time Lord! Of course I exist!"

"Except...you don't."

"That's absolutely ridiculous. You need to stop talking right now!"

As I stood watching him basically freak out, I could hear Dean snicker behind me. This so wasn't funny. I'd like to see him try to explain to someone they're not real.

"What if you're not real?" He said, panic visible in his eyes. He was clearly scrambling for an answer that involved him being the real one in this situation.

"But I am real. That's the point. Look, why don't I just show you."

"Show me? How are you supposed to show me? I am very very real."

I quickly pulled my phone out of my pocket and loaded one of my many Doctor Who videos. The second I held the screen up to him, his body stiffened. "But...how can I be in there? Nobody was filming that."

"It's because you're from a TV show."

He still appeared to be completely stumped. "No, no. That...that can't be right. Someone must've put a camera in Clara's room. That's the only explanation."

"Whatever. Real or not. We could use your help."

"Help? Help with what?"

"Uh, a lot of stuff, actually. Crazy vampires, weeping angels..."

"Speaking of crazy vampires..." Kol was now standing right behind us, a devilish grin on his face. "Hello, darling."

I stared at the vampire with wide eyes as my heart dropped in my chest. We were never going to escape him. If we didn't find a way to change everything back, we'd be running from Kol for the rest of our lives; constantly looking over our shoulders, waiting for him to make yet another attempt on our lives. And in the short moment that we had, I made the decision. I made the decision to hide in the one place that I knew we'd be safe. That I hoped we'd be safe. "Quick, everyone! Get into the TARDIS!"

Dean shot me a look of confusion. "The what?"

"It's his spaceship. Get inside and we'll be safe."

Everyone did as I instructed and the second the doors locked behind us, we could hear Kol's angry voice echoing into the TARDIS. I flinched when the doors began to quiver with the impact of Kol's foot hitting the wood.

"You sure those doors are gonna hold?" Dean questioned.

"Honestly, I don't know."

"Will someone please explain to me what's going on?!" I turned to see The Doctor standing behind the console, his eyes wide with shock and confusion.

"That guy out there? He's a crazy murderous vampire. And he's trying to kill us."

"But...why?"

"Because that's just what he does, okay?" My heart was hammering in my chest and I had no idea what to do. I was nineteen years old. I should be looking for jobs and worrying about where I'm going to live when my Mom finally kicks me out. But I was here, talking to people who shouldn't even exist and fighting off deadly vampires. I jumped when I felt a hand land on my shoulder. Dean was now standing behind me, a look of concern in his green eyes. "Hey, you okay?"

I nodded. "Yeah. I'll just be glad when this is all over."

"Yeah, me too."

"So if this is a spaceship, can he just fly us some place else?" Negan asked, fiddling with the controls. The Doctor appeared to be very on edge. "The TARDIS can take us somewhere else. But I'm afraid she's not always accurate when it comes to specific dates and locations."

I sighed, lowering my head into my hands. "You can take us anywhere, as long as it's away from Kol."

"Alright. Well, you better hold on tight."

***

Wyoming. Of all the places in America, and he chose a random barn in Wyoming. It wasn't even daytime anymore. We were standing, in the dark, outside a seemingly abandoned barn. But I guess it wasn't so bad. At least we were away from people. If Kol found us, at least no innocent civilians would be hurt. But when we entered the barn, we soon realised we weren't alone. "Sammy?" Dean choked out, his eyes wide as he stared at him.

"Dean? Is that you?"

"Yeah, of course it's me. Looks like you're finally here."

"Yeah. Except...where is here?"

"Uh...Wyoming?"

"Wyoming. I-I'm sorry. How did I..."

"Uh...Quinn? You wanna jump in here?"

A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I stepped forward a little. "Oh god. Uh, Sam? You...you're kind of...not real." When he didn't answer me, I noticed that he wasn't even listening to me. He was completely focused on Negan, who was standing awkwardly in the corner.

Tears began to pool in Sam's eyes as he stared at him. "Dad?"

"Dammit, not again." I mumbled to myself. "Sam, he's not your dad. This is Negan. And he's from a TV show...like you."

"Oh god, not this crap again. Cas!"

"Woah, hey. Sam, she's telling the truth. I went through all this crap when I got here, okay?"

Sam then turned to look at me. "Alright, if you are telling the truth, then prove it."

I sighed. "You used to drink demon blood so you could kill demons."

"How...how do you know that?"

"Because, I saw it...on my TV."

"Dammit."