*TARDIS NOISE IN THE BUNKER*

Eleventh Doctor: Dean! I need to talk to you! And your husband.
Dean: …
Sam: …
Dean: Who the hell are you, how did you get in here, and this is my BROTHER.
Doctor: No, your HUSBAND. The one with the messy hair and the scruff and that ugly coat he’s always wearing.
Dean: …
Sam: …dude
Doctor: Sorry, wrong year. Toodles.