So Sam, I hear the devil sings to you now. What else is playing on Lucifer Radio, I wonder?
Castiel, Dean & Sam Winchester goes Victorian xDDDDD
And f*** Dean face fuuuuu
[The Flesh Doctor steps out; Sam and Dean immediately train their guns on him.]
DOCTOR. Guns! Guns! Always with the guns. You certainly enjoy your firepower, don’t you?
SAM. Who are you?
DOCTOR. I’m the Doctor, don’t you remember me? You know: bow ties, cool, blue box–
DEAN. Like hell you are.
[Dean pulls a silver knife out of his jacket pocket.]
DEAN. You’re a shifter, and we’re putting your sorry ass down.
DOCTOR. I’m afraid it’s not quite that simple, boys. I’m not a shifter. Go ahead – do your eye-check thing.
[Sam aims his cell phone camera at the Doctor, and realizes his eyes don’t glow. He slowly lowers his gun, but Dean does not.]
DOCTOR. That’s better. Now that’s established, your next question is: if I’m not a shifter, not even a Jefferson Starship – yes, I know about the Starships – what am I?
SAM. But… You’re not the Doctor. Not the real one. You can’t be.
DOCTOR. And why not?
DEAN. Because we watched him die.
Dean refuses to leave his baby behind when he and Sam travel with the Doctor.