An important case had brought Sam and Dean Winchester to this small Michigan town. When I say important case I mean important in the sense that, whatever the hell was going on, needed to stop. Sam and Dean both knew that. They took their cases seriously even when they didn't involve the oncoming Apocalypse. Sam especially wanted to use this opportunity to take his mind off of the fact that his powers were getting stronger and that the world might soon be coming to an end. He needed to focus his energy elsewhere for a few days.

Well, he sure managed to focus elsewhere…. But not necessarily on the weird things that were happening in Grayden Michigan.

Sam and Dean stepped out of the car near the front entrance to the Grayden Public Library. Dean let out a sigh of frustration, following Sam inside, "I hate looking through library archives. That smell of old books creeps me out." He said in a hushed voice.

Sam rolled his eyes, "Well we both searched online for some history about this place and found nothing. This is our only option."

"But the dust makes me sneeze." Dean insisted quite loudly.

Sam shot Dean an irritated look, "Shh! We are in a library."

They approached the front counter where an elderly woman stood checking in books. She looked at them for a moment then returned to what she was doing.

"Excuse me," Sam said politely, "Can you tell us where the newspaper archives are?"

"You need a key to get into the archive room." The woman said, not caring to look up at the guys.

Dean stepped forward before his brother could say anything and as politely as he could muster asked, "Well how do we get a key?"

"If you want to get into the archives room you have to talk to the librarian, you'll find her by the computers." the woman answered, clearly mocking the tone that Dean had used on her.

"Now was that hard?" Dean asked her before Sam grabbed his arm and pulled him away.

Dean followed complaining about the woman's attitude. As they approached the librarian's desk all they could see was a dark head of hair. The woman sitting there looked up at the brothers and smiled, "What can I do for you?"

"Holy crap." Dean mumbled under his breath.

The woman was beautiful. Her big brown eyes captured both of the Winchester's attention immediately. Her smile was captivating and her beautiful face was framed by long dark brown hair. She was not the kind of woman that one expected to encounter in a small town library, especially as a librarian. She couldn't have been any older than 25.

Dean who was only moments ago annoyed with the woman at the front desk was suddenly chipper as he asked if they could be let into the archive room.

Sam though was so completely enraptured by her that he could barely say anything. He stood there for several moments with a silly smile on his face. Although she appeared to be admiring him too, he thought he must have been imagining things.

Sam was taken out of his trance when he noticed Dean was talking to him.

"Right Sam?.... Sam?"

"Oh, uh… What?" Sam asked his brother, finally drawing his attention away from the woman behind the desk.

Dean smirked at his brother's obvious attraction, "I was just telling Sophia here that we are doing research for a book. A book about small town America…"

"Oh! Yeah, right," Sam nodded and then looked back at Sophia, "And this town is just…. Really great."

"That's really cool! This town has only gotten bad attention lately. It will be really nice to have some good media attention." Sophia said, her eyes lingering over Sam for a moment before grabbing a ring of keys from a drawer. She led the way to the back of the library, walking next to Sam as Dean followed.

Sam and Sophia kept catching each other's eye as they walked. Dean all the while enjoying watching the awkward chemistry his brother and the hot librarian seemed to share.

Every item of small talk that Sam could think of didn't seem to be sufficient enough to bring up to such a beautiful woman so he opted to not say anything. As they walked, Sam could smell the clean and fruity scent radiating off of her and it as intoxicating.

"So I have to admit, I'm kind of surprised that this small town would gain such recognition," Sophia said, unlocking the door, "I mean, Grayden Michigan? It's kind of lame here."

Sam smiled, "Yeah? Well it's just that it's got…." He searched his head for something kind to say. The truth was there really wasn't much to the town and if there was, Sam hadn't been here long enough to notice.

"-Charm!" Dean interjected, trying to help is brother out. "You know, Sammy here insisted we visit good ol' Grayden Michigan. He said it was just the dandiest little town."

Sam forced a smile at his brother's overly cheesy sentiments.

Sophia looked at them both questioningly before holding the archive room door open for them to enter, "Well here you go. If it's the Grayden Daily News you want then it's over there."

Dean went in first, allowing Sam to linger outside the door with Sophia.

"Thanks." Was all Sam's nerves would allow him to get out.

"No problem," Sophia said before walking away. She turned around though, just as Sam was going into the room.

"Sam?" She called after him.

He quickly turned, loving the way his name sounded coming out of her mouth.

"If you need anything, just let me know." She insisted kindly.

Sam nodded and went back into the room. He could have sworn she winked at him, but again, he was probably imagining things.

"She so wants you." Dean laughed from behind the stacks.

"Can you not?"

"Can I not what? Tell that you two were ready to do it on the library floor?" Dean teased.

Sam tried to ignore that comment as he searched the dates on the bindings of the newspapers, trying not to take in the image that his brother had just offered.

"I don't think I've ever seen you so nervous there, Sammy," Dean pressed on, grabbing a large book of archived papers and taking them to the table in the middle of the room, "Haven't I taught you anything about talking to women?"

Sam turned to his brother, "I know how to talk to women."

"Okay." Dean said sarcastically.

"I'm asking her out." Sam said courageously. The moment the words left his mouth he was cursing himself out.

"Then do it." Dean insisted.

Much less confident then before Sam nodded, "Okay, I will." And he left the room.

Dean was suddenly wide eyed with excitement, "Oh, I have got to see this!"