A/N: Here is the last chapter, guys. I had a lot of fun writing this, and I hope you enjoyed reading it! This is kind of a long chapter, but I hope you like the outcome. :)

Snap.

The Weeping Angel that Dean was looking at burst into a million little pieces. He ducked to avoid the debris, but he couldn't avoid the couple chunks of stone flying towards him, hitting him in the face. Through the dust caused by the exploding stone, Dean made out a figure.

In a trench coat.

"Wha-Cas? What the hell, man?"

"I was in 1929. I was only there for a minute, but I am an angel, Dean. You didn't think I was gone forever, did you?"

Dean gave a small shrug.

"Well, I am back. And I am not happy," Cas said.

"How did you do that?" Dean asked, still trying to get over the shock of the whole ordeal.

"I snapped my fingers. It angered me, and I killed it." Cas said simply.

"Remind me to never piss you off," Dean mumbled, looking down at the rubble. He dialed Sam's phone number.

"Dean, what is it?" Sam said over the phone.

"Sammy, Cas got touch-"

"What? What do you mean? Is he okay? Is he gon-"

Dean rolled his eyes. "He's fine, Sammy. He was gone for a minute, but he came back and killed the son of a bitch that touched him. The fucker didn't stand a chance, you see it."

"We are heading your way. If Cas can destroy these things, we should team up and work together."

"Alright, see you in a few." Dean flipped his phone shut. He looked at Cas.

"They're heading our way. We're teaming up and hunting these asses all together."

Cas nodded.

"How many more do you think there are?" Dean asked, not expecting an answer.

"There are four more. Sam and The Doctor and Rose killed one, and we killed two, and there are four more." Cas said matter-of-factly.

"Right…" Dean replied. "Well, they should be here soo-"

"Hey, guys," Sam yelled. The three of them broke into a light jog to quickly catch up to Dean and Cas.

"Cas says there are four more. We got work to do, let's go," Dean said, coming off a little bit more short than he had intended to. He shrugged to himself, and then turned and started down the path. Cas followed, walking briskly to walk beside Dean, and Sam, The Doctor, and Rose stayed behind them.

"They could be anywhe-" Rose started, but was interrupted by Sam.

"There," Sam said. Everyone followed his gaze, and they all saw it, too. Another Angel.

This time, there was no snap. The Weeping Angel just exploded.

"Okay," Dean said. "On to the next."

"You did that?" Rose asked, obviously a little bit scared. She didn't know what she was more scared of right now: the Weeping Angels or Castiel, the actual angel.

Cas nodded, then kept walking, taking somewhat large strides to keep up with Dean.

"Four down, three to go," Dean said with a joking smirk. Sam smiled at his brother's ability to make any situation into a joke.

"There," The Doctor said loudly, with an alarmed look on his face. Another Angel.

There was only a split second before stone flew everywhere. Another piece of broken Angel hit Dean in the face.

"Jesus Christ, Cas. Can you be more careful?" he said, annoyance playing on his voice.

"Sorry, Dean," Cas said simply before continuing walking.

It was about ten minutes before they spotted the next Weeping Angel.

"There, Cas," Dean said. There was no explosion this time.

"Cas. What are you waiting for?" he asked, growing impatient.

"I'm trying, Dean. It's not working. I don't know why," Cas said. It was clear he was panicking. He couldn't kill this one.

"What the hell's going on?" Sam asked frantically. "Why don't you kill it?!"

"I don't know! I just can't!" Cas screamed. Sam's mouth hung open. He wasn't expecting that response.

The Doctor and Rose both started looking at the Angel, this way Dean wasn't the only one looking at it, and they could stagger-blink.

They heard the fluttering of wings. The Doctor tensed up, thinking it was a Weeping Angel moving. Instead, it was Cas. He was gone.

"What the hell…" Dean muttered under his breath. He raised his shotgun to his shoulder, bringing the Weeping Angel into his sight, and taking a shot. His bullet hit the Angel's torso. A huge chunk flew off, breaking into multiple pieces and falling to the ground. Dean took another shot, this one hitting the Angel in the face. The head fell off and fell to the ground and shattered. It created a blood-pool shaped stone on the ground. The Angel was dead.

"He left?" Dean asked. "Really, he left?"

Sam nodded.

"Oh, how nice of him," Dean said, a sarcastic smile on his face. "Just friggin' peachy!" Dean was growing more and more angry by the second. "Damnit, Cas! Where the Hell did you go?"

A few more minutes passed before they spotted the last Weeping Angel. Dean saw it first, and took aim immediately, taking a shot. It hit the Angel, and Dean took his eyes off it to reload his gun. For that second, no one was looking at it. It disappeared.

Sam looked at Dean, but jumped back in surprise. His face help a terrified expression.

"Behind you, Dean," he said quietly. Within a split second, Dean spun around and brought his gun to his shoulder, blowing off the Angel's head in one shot. The head fell to the ground, and without hesitation, Rose grabbed the sledgehammer The Doctor was holding and ran up and smashed the stone head into the ground. It broke into a million little shards. They watches as the larger shards of stone pulled together to form the blood-pool shaped stone. The final Angel was dead.

Dean gave a sigh of relief, and Sam's shoulders relaxed.

"Cas is never going to hear the end of this," Dean said angrily. "I can't believe her just up and left us here like that." He took off towards the exit. Naturally, everyone followed him. Sam walked quickly to catch up to his brother.

"Dean, I'm sure there's an explanation to why Cas left like that. You saw how angry he was that he couldn't muster the strength to kill that Angel, and I'm pretty sure I some some blood trickling from his nose before he left. Give him a break."

Dean shook his head. "No, Sammy. He always leaves. Always…" his voice trailed off, and he looked down at the ground.

"If it makes any difference to your opinion," The Doctor said, "Cas helped a lot. If it weren't for him, we might all be dead." He raised his eyebrows and turned down the corners of his mouth, giving his "not bad" face.

Sam looked at The Doctor and nodded. The Doctor understood, and he nodded back at Sam. It would take a little bit to get over this. He felt abandoned, which was understandable, and it would take his a little while to get through it. The Doctor took Rose's hand. As they walked, he leaned down to talk to her quietly.

"What do you think, should we show 'em?" he asked. Rose smiled, looked up at The Doctor, and nodded enthusiastically.

"Alright, then," he said. "Dean, Sam, me and Rose would like to show you something."

Sam and Dean stopped walking. They turned around to face The Doctor and Rose, who had also stopped. Dean looked at Sam, as if skeptical as to if they should trust them. Sam shrugged, and nodded. Why were they not to be trusted? They had been a great help, and they had proven that they meant no harm, only good. What could it hurt?

"Alright, but no funny business," Dean said, and then he turned to walk back to the car.

Rose looped her arm through The Doctor's. It was always fun to show people the TARDIS. Everyone had the same reaction, yet everyone's reaction was the same. It was beautiful this way.

They reached the car and stowed the weapons in the trunk.

"Alright, It's only about five minutes' drive. That way-" The Doctor pointed straight in the direction the car was facing "-just around the corner."

Dean nodded. Everyone got in, and Dean started the car, and they drove off.

Five minutes later, The Doctor had Dean pull into an alleyway. Dean did so, but was hesitant to get out of the car. Alleyways were no good thing in Dean's mind, and he wasn't wanting to be the next victim in a string of abductions or murders.

The Doctor and Rose got out and jogged towards a blue box. It was a 1960's British police box.

"What, are you gonna call the police on us?" Dean asked sarcastically. "I mean I know we have a lot of weapons, but we never use them on people."

Rose laughed. "No, nothing like that. Just come."

Sam shrugged, and started towards the blue box. Dean hesitated for a minute, but then followed.

The Doctor smiled down at Rose, and opened the door. It opened to the inside. He and Rose stepped inside and disappeared. Confused, Sam opened the door a little more, and both his and Dean's jaws dropped in surprise.

"Welcome to the TARDIS," The Doctor said, smiling a proud smile.

"It's…" Dean started, his voice trailing off. He turned around, stepping out and examining the box from the outside.

"You broke physics," he said upon returning to the inside. "This is like a mansion on the inside, but it can't be."

"Wow…"was all Sam could muster up. He was awestruck. "It's beautiful. You guys…live…in here?"

Rose and The Doctor nodded, then looked at each other and smiled widely. These two's reactions were different. Neither of them said "it's bigger on the inside."

"Well," The Doctor said. "We'd better go."

Dean nodded, and he and Sam stepped out of the box. Rose followed them out, taking advantage of their awestruck state and giving each of them a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Dean snapped out of his trance, and smiled his signature smile at her.

"Don't go getting yourselves killed," she said. "The world needs you."

With that, she stepped back inside, closing the door behind her. The Winchesters watched as the TARDIS began to make noise.

With three woosh's, it disappeared, and The Doctor and Rose were gone.

"Well…" Dean said.

"I wasn't kidding before, can we go to Disney?" Sam asked. Dean laughed, and nodded.

They walked back to the car.

"Yeah, let's go. I hear they have a roller coaster themed after Aerosmith…"