"I'M SORRY! ST-STOP HITTING ME!" Dean yelled, hands up in a defensive manner as Rose Tyler continued to slap him for his cheeky efforts "SAMMY CAN I GET SOME HELP?!"

Sam was laughing as he untied the Doctors hands and feet. "You shouldn't have done that..." He said simply

Rose finished off with a kick to his shin, and turned in a flourish back to the Doctor

"Yeah, I know that now." Dean said innocently, rubbing his shin

Rose shot him a look "You should have known before hand. Maybe that stuff works with you americans, but not with me."

Sam chuckled, and fought the urge to hold up his hand to give the girl a high-five, instead he began to pack their stuff back up.

Dean looked at the Doctor as he straighten up from the awkward and pained crouch "You sure can pick 'em Doc."

The Doctor shrugged, rubbing his forehead gingerly "She hits hard, yes." He agreed, elbowing her for emphasis "Good work."

Rose grinned proudly, and gave the eldest Winchester an almost apologetic look "Okay, so maybe I hit you a bit too much. Maybe you learned a lesson today."

Dean shrugged "Perhaps I need more than a lesson..." He said with a small smile playing on his lips

Rose shook her head "Incredible..." She said sarcastically

"I know right?" Dean said, picking up his shotgun lazily

Sam zipped up the duffle-bag and leaned over Roses shoulder "Yes...He is always like this." He confirmed to no one in particular.

The Doctor pulled Rose aside then "What I said...It-"

"-It wasn't you. I know."

He exhaled, shaking his head "It wasn't me, but it wasn't lying...not completely..."

Rose covered his mouth with her hand, eyes narrowed "It wasn't you, and it was bringing up the past...leave it."

Sam walked over to Dean, who was staring grumpily over at the two talking in the corner "Dean, Stop it." He said, knowing his brother well enough to know what he was thinking.

"How can she resist this?" Dean asked, gesturing in his own direction

Sam frowned "Because you can be repulsive." He said honestly.

"Ouch, Don't sugar coat it, Sammy." Dean breathed, turning to his brother then.

"We should return to the family...try to explain..." Sam began quietly

Dean looked at him in disbelief "That what? A demon went jumping family member to family member trying to kill them? And that we sent it back to hell? Sammy, sometimes, I really don't understand you." He muttered, dumping his shotgun in his own bag.

Sam sighed, eyes pleading "They deserve to know something...Their house is in ruins and for all they know, they all need counseling..."

"Well you can explain it all to them and look like a lunatic."

"Dean- They saw the eyes, they saw the salt...I'm pretty sure they're sitting at home thinking they're crazy."

Dean sighed, and picked up his bag "The world is crazy Sam...but if you want, go tell them." Dean walked over to the two talking in the corner "Hey, uh...You gonna be off straight away? Or do you want to grab some food?" He asked, more to the Doctor than to Rose

The Doctor pondered that for a moment "Well...I don't see why not." He said, glancing to Rose to see if it was actually alright

She nodded "Yeah...I'm a bit hungry."

Dean smiled "Great...Let's go then. Oh and-Rose...I'm sorry."

"Well you said my name this time...That's a start."