I Don't Like This

"So hold on. We are putting are adventure aside because this wacko texts you and says he needs your help?"

Sam and Dean had been following the Doctor and this Sherlock Holmes person around London, neither one informing the Winchesters what was going on. No answer from the two men.

"Seriously. I will shoot you if someone doesn't give me answers."

Dean said that loud enough to gain a few odd looks from passersby. Sam muttered some apologies about it being harmless before glaring at Dean. Sherlock stopped and turned around so he was face to face with Dean.

"This doesn't concern you." He turned back around and began walking again. "Doctor, your companions get ruder every time I see you."

"Well, that seems to just be Dean. He's not rude. Just nosey."

"I am not nosey!" Dean said as the Doctor continued to walk off with Sherlock. Sam chuckled silently. He didn't need to get dragged into this right now. The two boys walked quicker to catch up. "Fine. If you don't want to tell us, take us back to the TARDIS so we can wait."

"That'll take to long. You can stay at my flat." Sherlock stated curtly. "My flatmate John can take care of you." He stopped in front of a door. "This is it. Go up the stairs. John is expecting company. Come along Doctor."

With that Sherlock walked off, leaving the Winchesters dumbfounded. Through all of this the Doctor never seemed to stop smiling. He looked at the Winchesters and just shrugged.

"Sherlock takes some time to get used to, but he's brilliant. Now if you'll excuse me I should hurry up because he seems to be talking to me and obviously I haven't heard a word he's said."

The Doctor walked off. Sam and Dean turned to look at the door. Sam stepped forward and went to open the door.

"Wait. You are really going to go in that place? For we all we know this Sherlock and John could be murders!"

Sam sighed. He was getting tired of Dean's apprehensive nature. "The Doctor trusts him. So I'm going to." He turned the handle and opened the door. "Now come on Dean."

"Just wish I hadn't left my gun in the TARDIS." Dean muttered as he shut the door behind him.