Just an ordinary night in Wyoming. Two brothers are digging up a grave. One turns around, and the other has disappeared. In his place: an angel statue. In London, England, a flying blue box crashes through the window of flat 221B Baker Street. A man with pitch black eyes appears and disappears throughout all of time and space. Behind it all: consulting criminal James "Jim" Moriarty. ~ A SuperWhoLock fanfiction starring Sam and Dean Winchester, the angel Castiel, consulting detective Sherlock Holmes and his blogger John Watson, and the eleventh Doctor. **Credit to @Hannah-Jones- for doing the spectacular cover **Translated into German by @TodayIsAGoodDayToDie

Danielle Gates has lived amongst humans for years. Her entire life, actually. But when a blue police box appears in her room, her curious mind takes hold and she enters without a knock. "Danielle! Great to see you! Now, we have much to do! Grab your things and let's go!" A man yells out, surprising me. I almost jump out of my skin as he hops up, onto the railing. It's the taxi driver from earlier today. I shake my head at him. "Who are you? Really and truly?" I ask, looking around the box that's bigger on the inside. "Me? Told you. I'm the Doctor..." He looks at me with a mischievous grin. "And your father." Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of BBC. The main characters (Danielle and Calvinand the story plot are my property, along with other names, extra characters, and locations. No copyright infringement is intended.

The Winchester's are mysteriously zapped into London, the Doctor and Donna are left stranded in London after a mysterious fault with the TARDIS and and they all happed to end up on the door of London's favourite (and only) consulting detective and blogger. Obviously it is all just a huge coincidence... but what do we say about coincidences? The universe is rarely so lazy..... Supernatural, Sherlock and Dr Who combine to create Superwholock (you should already know that (if you don't you obviously don't have tumblr)) Adventure with the Doctor and Donna, whist solving crimes with Sherlock and John and hunting with the Winchesters. ALL AT THE SAME TIME! Personalities may clash and opinions may be disputed. However the common conclusion is that at the end of the day, they make a pretty amazing team. This story isn't based around any particular seasons (eg. I chose to write about the 10th Doctor and Donna, even though they aren't from the latest series) so there may be some things I include and some things I chose not to. If you chose to read this, I really hope you enjoy it :D

**This story is unfinished, but I will not be updating it ever again. Thank you all for supporting me for this long. -- It's been months since Castiel has contacted the Winchesters on his search for answers about the weeping angels' strange powers, and Sam and Dean are beginning to worry about their friend. When they track the GPS in his phone and find it on the side of a lonely road in Salina, Kansas, their worry turns into full-blown panic. The Doctor and Clara have been doing a bit of researching of their own on the weeping angels and where they come from, and the conclusions they find have stunned them beyond reason. And across the Atlantic Ocean, a legendary consulting detective has just taken a spectacular fall. With no idea what to think or how to act, the Doctor and Clara, the Winchesters, and John Watson must once again join forces to solve this latest mystery. And they find that all of the combined pieces of their puzzle boil down to one single question: What happens to angels when they die? ----- *This is the second book in my SuperWhoLock duology. If you haven't read the first one yet, "Demons Run", I suggest you do that before beginning this book. **Credit goes to @Hannah-Jones- for the incredible cover- thank you!

John is possessed. Castiel is injured. Doctor, please help.

i made a thing enjoy:)

Sam and Dean Winchester are shocked when they run (literally) into the Doctor and Rose Tyler on a no name back road in South Dakota. But when the TARDIS takes off on it's own to 221B Baker Street Sherlock Holmes and John Watson are even more surprised. The unlikely allies now have to fend off aliens, demons, angels, and the apocalypse which again hangs over the Winchesters heads. In this SuperWhoLock fanfic the hunt though space is on.

In a small, melancholic motel in Kansas City, America, Sam and Dean occupied room 221, which was on the second floor. With a sigh, Dean heavily fell back onto his bed, his arms spread out. Sam was sat at the small wooden table, over his laptop. Above is a very short extract because I want the story line to not be ruined. It's a SuperWhoLock fan fiction! *** For now I think I won't be working on this, but I may come back to this one day in the future. Thank you for reading!

Basically, Doctor Who characters and a TARDIS load of other crazy fandoms meet on an online chatroom, with catastrophic results. Involving dance parties. And sentient bananas. Question: What could possibly go wrong when you put Doctor Who in an online chatroom? Answer? Guys. Seriously. This is Doctor Who. To put it better, what COULDN'T go wrong? {I don't think it's necessary to mention that I didn't create Doctor Who or any of these other amazing and strange fandoms, but.. I just did mention it. Oh well.}

Clara Oswald wakes up in a cheap, little hotel in London with a wiped memory. As she tries to start her life over she meets the consulting detective, her neighbor; Sherlock Holmes, and he immediately becomes intrigued by her; she is impossible. But he is yet to realize: Clara Oswald is only trouble.