Situation: This story is about Supernatural. I've changed some facts of the show. Dean never made the pact with the Demon and the Brothers are not on the FBI or any police listings.

He woke up really early this morning, it was springtime and he could hear voices coming from the kitchen. He stood up and looked in the mirror. " Who are you?" He asked to himself. He was trying to discover who he was. He touched his face and walked closer of the mirror " Who the hell are you?!" He yelled to himself.

At this time someone knocked at the door and opened it.

" Are you okay Stephen?" Asked a woman worried.

" Yes Sorry Claudia." Said Stephen embarrassed. " I'm just really upset, I still know who I am and I'm sure that someone needs me somewhere but I just can't figure who!"

Claudia came in the room and put her hand on Stephens' arm. " I know it can be upsetting Stephen but the recovery of your memories can take some time you know. You have no permanent injuries on your brain, you'll recover I promise I just can't say when." She looked at him. " I know what I'm saying I'm your doctor remember!" She added with a smile.

" I know that but I'm here since 2 months now and I still have no clue. It's so frustrating!"

" We know some stuff about you Stephen. I mean we are almost sure you're not married because you don't have a mark on your finger. You must be working in a garage because you are the best mechanic around. Plus, you are really fit" She said blushing " and I saw many old and recent injuries on your x-rays so I deduce you are practicing a violent and physical sport. It's already something!"

" Thanks for being so positive! You're the greatest supporter a man can dreamed of! I mean you took me in your home without knowing anything about me!"

" Well, you didn't know anything about yourself either! And it 's quite a small town here Stephen. You needed to be helped by someone. I don't know your real name or what your life was but you are a good person, I'm sure of that!" She looked at her watch. " Well, I guess I've got to get ready I have to open the practice now."

" Yes you're right, I have to be to the garage in half an hour."

She left the room and Jake turned and looked at the mirror again. He started to talk to his reflection again. " Why are you so mad? What are you hiding?" He sighed. " It's like you don't want to remember!"

Claudia opened the practice door and found her secretary in front of it. She jumped back surprised.

" Doctor Hamilton?" Said the Secretary. " You are already down!"

" Yes Linda I live just upstairs you know it's not a big deal!"

" I know but your first appointment won't be here before an hour." Said Linda putting her bag behind her desk.

" Gosh I did it again! I never check my schedule!" Said Claudia shaking her head.

" Don't worry about it!" said Linda smiling. " You can go back to your place."

" No, I'm going to do the paper work. I'm quite late on it actually. Being early can be good!"

" I guess." Said Linda. " How is Stephen doing?"

" Well, he is really frustrated today. There is no lead on his identity and it seems that nobody reported his disappearance. The Sheriff has no leads. It's like he doesn't exist and it's really exasperating."

Linda sighed. " I know! What a poor man! I'm sure someone is missing him somewhere you can't be that gorgeous and be alone!"

Claudia started to laugh. " I get your point Linda. I'll be in my office if you need me."

Linda nodded.

Claudia sat at her desk and opened a file but she was remembering the day she found Stephen. She was running on her usual forest path when she found him on the edge of the river. He was covered in blood and had trouble breathing. She called the sheriff and tried to keep him alive. The sheriff brought him to the practice and she managed to patch him up. When he woke up three days later he had no memories about his life. She decided to name him Stephen because her favourite writer was Stephen King and it was the first name which popped in her head.

He seemed so lost, so sad. She was really worried for him so she decided to share her flat with him. When her car broke up he repaired it without any problems so, she succeeded to find him a job at the garage in town. She thought it would help him and it did for a while but today he was as depressed than he was just two months ago.

He was probably hurt that nobody was looking for him. The sheriff put his picture and his description on the national system and he was running through it every Monday but his researches where coming back negative every single time.

She really hoped that somebody was looking for him somewhere. Nobody deserved to be alone.