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"Where's that sound coming from?" Serena asked no one in particular.
The growing sound seemed to have had reached it peak, as it slowly started to decrease again.
"It came from outside," Alexis answered and because she was the nearest to the exit of the box, she was also the one first outside. Sam cursed, he didn't understand why she always had to act without thinking. The least she could do was waiting for him to be there for back up. But well, that was just Sam; being over protective.
Emily and Serena followed her outside, and Sam quickly turned back around towards the man. He grabbed him by his shoulder and pushed him forward, in that way Sam could keep his eye on him. They were not going to leave him out of sight for one second.
But outside there was something waiting for them, which they all hadn't expected. There was another blue police call box and a man with a red bow tie was leaning against the door post of it. When Sam peaked over his shoulder, he saw this box was also bigger on the inside. Or smaller on the outside... Not quite sure which one would be the better description.
"Hello," the man said with a smile. "I'm the Doctor."
The man Dean and Sam were guarding, observed the other in curiousity. So this would be his next and last appearance?
Gil shook her head in confusion. "But he said he's the Doctor," and she pointed at the first stranger.
"We're the same. Yet different," was the answer of the second stranger.
"Is it just me or is this getting stranger and stranger," Emily muttered. How could there be two Doctors? She turned to Dean, getting enough of this nonsense. They needed the angel for answers. "Call out to Cas," she demanded and you could hear the wheels spinning in Dean's head, but eventually, he nodded.
Dean closed his eyes and his lips were moving in a silent prayer. Let's hope Cas has his ears on, Emily thought but her thoughts hadn't been necessary. There was a soft gust of wind and Castiel stood in between the two blue boxes. His blue eyes took in the quite unusual sight.
"Cas," Dean interrupted his thoughts and Cas turned his attention at him. "Is this Gabriel?"
Sam turned the first stranger towards Castiel by shoving him against his shoulder. The silver blade was pointed at his back. In silence, Cas looked at the stranger for a few seconds and then fixated his eyes back on Dean. He shook his head.
"That's not Gabriel. Nor is he an angel. Who is he?" he spoke with his low voice which could draw every attention at him if he wanted to.
Sam lowered his blade. Not Gabriel? And not an angel?
"So, I suppose he really is a Time Lord then," Gil said, the triumph was only showing a little bit through her voice.
Cas tilted his head a bit to the side. "A Time Lord?" he repeated slowly and confused. "What's that?"
"And you're the Doctor as well?" Gil asked the second one to be sure - ignoring Cas' question-, and he straightened his bow tie.
"I indeed am. Now, this all went as I remember. Good, that's good. But there's one small - well, big actually, change I would like to make."
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Hawk left the underground station which directly lead to Baker Street. It didn't take her long to spot 221B: the street was crowded with reporters. Apparently, Hawk wasn't the only one interested in why Holmes had taken on this case.
In thoughts, Hawk leaned against a lantern post. Could she just walk towards the front door and ring it? Or wouldn't they answer it because of the many reporters? Perhaps they would think she was one too. Ah well, if you don't try, you'll never know. She straightened her back and while holding her head high, she walked to the crowd.
"Excuse me," she said with a loud voice as she was pushing some people aside with her elbows. Some annoyed exclamations filled her ears, but Hawk did not care if she hurt these 'vultures'. They did not care about someone elses privacy, so she didn't care how she would reach the front door.
Hawk rang the bell and smiled her kindest smile when she noticed the small peaking hole at eye height in the forest green wood.
After a while, the door opened at an inch. "Who are you and what do you want?" A woman's voice asked. Hawk was a bit confused, was she at the wrong adress? But then why all these reporters?
"My name is Hawk. I would like to talk to mister Holmes."
"Sorry, no interviews," the woman answered quickly and she was about to close the door again.
"Wait!" Some flashes of cameras lit up the door. Hawk fought the urge to roll with her eyes. She hated reporters. "I'm not a reporter. I found the body. I thought, perhaps I can help?"
The door opened a bit further and Hawk smiled friendly at the old woman. Or well, at least she tried. Hawk wasn't sure if she appeared as kind as she thought.
"Give me a few moments," the woman said after taking in Hawk's appearance. O boy, if she was going to ask Sherlock if he knew her, she would be send away soon. The door closed and a bit anxiously, Hawk waited until it would open again.
Luckily, she didn't had to wait long. Within a minute, the door swung completely open. The cameras of the reporters snapped pictures at the old woman, who shot them an angry glare.
"Sherlock would like to talk to you as well," she said which surprised Hawk. He did know her? All right...
"Thank you, Mrs..." Hawk fell silent, not knowing the woman's name.
"Hudson," Mrs. Hudson answered with a smile. She gestured Hawk should come inside and with one last glare at the reporters, she closed the door again.
"Is it always like this?" Hawk asked, referring at the chaos outside.
"Luckily not, but they saw inspector Lestrade entering."
Oh, so that's why they believed her. Lestrade was here as well...
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Michelle stopped the car, but she was too late. Hawk stepped through the door opening and disappeared out of sight when the door closed. Michelle shut down the engine and leaned with her head in her hands. What now? She couldn't just ring the door bell, they didn't know who she was...
But she had to warn them. It could happen any minute and after that, the world as they know it; wouldn't be the same.
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A/N: No worries, next chapter is coming in a few seconds!
PS. It's my birthday! Yay
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