An Angel Amongst the Stars (Supernatural x Doctor Who)

The Sound of Drums [3]

The Winchesters lead the time traveling to a disused warehouse, Martha having left with Sam to get some food.

Jack stood against the wall as Dean paced around, trying to comprehend what the Doctor had told him.

"So let me get this straight..." Dean huffed "Because of Captain Cheesecake over there, you, my sister, and Martha were sent to the end of time. There you find The Master, who's actually Harold Saxon, but at the time he was Professor YANA.
But you didn't know at the time, hence why you left my SISTER alone with that maniac!"

"We'll get her back, Dean," The Doctor reasoned.

"You better, and you better hope the bastards not working with Dick,"

Hearing the name resulted in a snort from Jack.

"What are you laughing at chuckles?!" Dean demanded.

Jack was grateful when Martha and Sam returned, he understood what it was like to be in the presence of a pissed of Winchester. Hell hath no fury like a pissed-off Winchester after all. "How was it?"

"I don't think anyone saw us," Martha admitted. "Anything new?"

Jack showed the group his vortex manipulator "I've got this tuned to government wavelengths so we can follow what Saxon's doing,"

"Yeah, I mean about my family and Ange,"

The Doctor was looking over a laptop "It still says the Jones family taken in for questioning. Tell you what, though. No mention of Leo,"

"He's not as daft as he looks. I'm talking about my brother on the run. How did this happen?"

"Welcome to our life," Dean walked over and took note of the fries "Who provides those?"

"What?" Martha asked.

"Was it SucroCorp?"

"No?"

"Oh thank God," Dean muttered as it grabbed fistfuls of the grease food.

Martha looked over at Sam questionably.

Sam shook his head "Long story,"

"So, Doctor, who is he?" Jack asked about the Master "How come the ancient society of Time Lords created a psychopath?"

"And what is he to you?" Martha continued to question "Like a colleague or..."

"A friend," The Doctor admitted "at first,"

"I thought you were going to say he was your secret brother or something," Dean laughed.

"You've been watching too much TV,"

"But all the legends of Gallifrey made it sound so perfect," Jack said.

"Well, perfect to look at, maybe. And it was. It was beautiful. They used to call it the Shining World of the Seven Systems. And on the Continent of Wild Endeavour, in the Mountains of Solace and Solitude, there stood the Citadel of the Time Lords, the oldest and most mighty race in the universe, looking down on the galaxies below. Sworn never to interfere, only to watch. Children of Gallifrey, taken from their families age of eight to enter the Academy. And some say that's when it all began. When he was a child. That's when the Master saw eternity. As a novice, he was taken for initiation. He stood in front of the Untempered Schism. It's a gap in the fabric of reality through which could be seen the whole of the vortex. You stand there, eight years old, staring at the raw power of time and space, just a child. Some would be inspired, some would run away, and some would go mad. Brr. I don't know,"

"What about you?" Sam wondered.

"Oh, the ones that ran away, I never stopped,"

Jack's bracelet beeped. "Encrypted channel with files attached. Don't recognize it,"