Audrey tapped her fingers against her desk. She had decided that if Nathan didn't call within ten minutes she would go to the scene. It had been 11 minutes and 33 seconds now and the phone had not rung. The level she worried was ridiculous, she knew. But with the threat of the barn, the mystery of her son, and their time growing constantly shorter, she didn't think it was entirely unjustified. She knew he'd be a bit annoyed if she showed up at the crime scene, she'd become a bit of a worrier since they'd started dating properly. Things were so good between them that she was overwhelmed with the constant feeling that something was about to go horribly wrong. Given her life and her time in Haven so far it was, once again, not entirely unjustified.

Finally she decided on a compromise. She would call him. She punched the numbers into her phone and tried to contain her breath of relief when he picked up with "Parker?" in a slightly amused tone. He was expecting her call no doubt.

"I just wanted to see how things were going down there"

He heaved an exaggerated sigh "Remember how you were going to take a day off and let me handle things"

She replied a bit guiltily "Yes, well"

"Where are you now anyway?"

"At the office"

He took a breath, no doubt to lecture her on the importance of having some actual fun, but then stopped. She could hear him talking to someone else "What? Alright, but you aren't gonna find anything. Just a fire. Don't see what your concern with it is"

The unidentified person had apparently answered and moved on, and whatever they said wasn't good, because when Nathan picked the call back up his tone had changed completely "Parker. I am deeply sorry to say this, but I think you're going to have to come down here"

"What? Why?" She was perfectly happy to, eager even, but the request concerned her. If after all this lecturing Nathan was asking her to work on her day off there was a very real possibility that the world was actually coming to an end.

"The FBI is here"

Sam snuck a look over his shoulder as the cop hung up the phone. The man hadn't been any trouble so far, but curious police officers had been a problem for them before, and this guy obviously wasn't happy to have the FBI on his crime scene.

He would hate to be a cop in this town. He'd found Haven, Maine last month while searching newspaper archives for weirdness, and once he'd found the first strange occurrence they just kept coming. He'd never seen so much supernatural activity in one spot for so long in his life and really had no idea what it could be. Coven of witches maybe, a really active one, or maybe some powerful demon or god had set up shop there. Whatever it was, he had no idea how the police officers had dealt with it for so long without going crazy.

It would be an interesting hunt though, certainly. And might take a while too, another thing he was a bit concerned about. The town was small and already they were being noticed, they couldn't hang around here too long without people asking questions.

He wasn't sure if this first scene was anything of importance or not. It was just the first thing that had come up since they'd gotten to Haven. A woman had locked all the doors to her house and tried to burn it down with her family inside. But halfway through the fire she had suddenly stopped, put it out, and unlocked all the doors letting her husband and children escape. It was demonic possession if it was anything, but what Sam couldn't figure out was why the demon would have stopped.

Of course, it was equally possible that the woman was just crazy. Dean had refused to even come on this one, preferring to take a nap in the hotel room, which Sam supposed was alright considering he had driven them there. Although he wouldn't have had to if he'd let Sam drive the damn car for once. It was alright though, it wasn't like Sam couldn't handle one demonic possession on his own.

He walked up to the house and started picking through the ash. Perhaps someone in the family was a hunter, and they'd exorcised the demon before it could finish the job. If there was a hunter here in Haven though, they were doing a pretty poor job of it. He couldn't find any evidence that there was a hunter in the house in the ashes, certainly no signs of the type of stuff he and Dean kept around.

He was making his way to the part of the house that was still intact, when a second police car pulled up at the scene. More cops, fantastic. The door to the car opened and a tall blonde woman came out. The cop who had been at the scene, Chief Wornas or something, turned and smiled for the first time since Sam had met him. They were obviously together, the way the Chief looked at her reminded Sam of the way he had looked at Amelia. Made him a bit jealous to be honest.

Sam looked away while she greeted the Chief, not wanting to be caught staring at them, and when he looked back the blonde cop was in fact staring at him in a suspicious way that made him a bit uncomfortable. She caught his eye and beckoned him over. "Audrey Parker" she said extending her hand to him.

"Peter Donovan" he replied, shaking her hand.

She nodded and then cut to the chase "So what's the FBI doing investigating a fire?"

"We're just looking into some leads" Sam assured her. "Totally routine"

"That's fine" she smiled easily, but didn't actually look less suspicious "Don't mind if I ask for some identification do you?"

"Not at all" he produced the correct badge from his pocket and showed it to her. However instead of letting him return it Audrey took it and examined it.

In the next second she pulled her gun "Put you hands over your head". Sam knew reaching for his gun at this point would be useless, what with the 6 or so armed cops, so he calmly raised his hands over his head.

"So how did you know the badge was fake?" They were sitting outside the interrogation room, letting "Agent Donovan" stew for a minute before they went in to interrogate him.

Audrey laughed "I worked for the FBI, Nathan, well…. sort of. I know a badge when I see one"

Nathan nodded, feeling a little ashamed that he hadn't seen it. "So who do you think he is?"

"No idea. And why would be hanging around an arson case. I mean maybe there's a trouble here but why that would be of any interest to him? And all that stuff we found when we searched him? Knives, guns, bullets filled with rock salt, and that's just what he has on him. Who is this guy?"

"Do you think he's a member of the guard?" Nathan suggested "Or maybe the-"

"Bolt gun killer" Audrey finished "I don't know" The idea that the person who had abducted her was feet away sitting in a jail cell gave her the chills. Nathan must have sensed it, because his hand found hers under the table. She smiled and gripped it tightly, grateful he was there. The idea that she might lose him soon….she didn't know if she could do it.

Nathan pretended not to notice her disturbance. There was no sense talking about it since there wasn't anything either of them could do, other than enjoy the time they had left. Instead he gave a little shrug and said "Better go find out then"

The two officers dropped hands as they stepped through the door, and Sam prepared himself for one hell of an interesting conversation. No doubt they would find a way to blame him for all the crazy that was happening in this town. They always did. He'd have to demand his phone call soon to let Dean know where he was, and get him or Cas to but him out.

The couple sat down across from him and he waited for them to speak. After a moment the woman said calmly "So what's your real name?"

"Peter Donovan" he answered immediately. They would probably find out he was Sam Winchester eventually, but hopefully he'd be out of here by the then. He didn't really want to answer their questions about how a dead criminal straight off the most wanted list had ended up in their jail cell.

"Alright, fine. Why were you at our crime scene?"

"Just investigating"

The chief interrupted "This isn't going anywhere, Parker. Can you show me your arms?" Slightly confused Sam held out both of his arms. Both officers examined them for a moment and the chief noted "No tattoo"

"I can see that" the one called Parker responded "Suppose we should check for the bolt gun hole" The chief nodded and got up to do it, but Parker waved him off and made her way over to Sam. Sam watched the chief eye his handcuffs, as if he was afraid Sam might bust through him. To his surprise Parker lifted his hair and examined the back of his neck, then ran her fingers along his scalp searching.

"Hey" he exclaimed, but she ignored him.

After a moment she pulled away "No hole" she informed the other cop.

Sam laughed "Were you expecting one?" For the first time it occurred to him that these officers might know a little bit more about the goings on in their town than they let on.

The two cops ignored him. "So who is he then?" Parker said

The chief shrugged. "Maybe just an average wackjob"

"This is Haven, Nathan. When has there ever been an average anything?"

The chief, Nathan apparently, laughed "Well I can dream"

"Hey" Sam interrupted "I'd like my phone call now"

The two officers conversed for a second but couldn't find any reason to deny him this, so they took him to the phone.

Thankfully his brother picked up, though he didn't sound all too happy about it.

"Sammy. Sleeping" Dean rasped.

"Yeah well I'm in jail, so…"

He could almost see his brother snapping awake "Fuck. How?"

"Apparently former FBI agents tend to recognize fake badges" Sam heard a sound, and looked over to see the cop, Nathan, chuckling at him.

"Oh, just awesome"

"Yeah. So could you get Cas?"

Evidently still grumpy about being awoken, Dean grumbled "Why can't you do it?"

"Hello? Cops"

"Oh right" his brother said, realizing that having an angel appear in the middle of a police station in front of several armed officers might make a bit of a scene. "I'll see what I can do"

Sam thanked him and hung up. The cop proceeded to cuff him and push him into a cell. It wasn't too bad. He'd definitely spent the night in worse, but he didn't like what was going on here. I mean the woman had checked his head for holes for god's sake, even his job didn't tend to get that weird.

"Hey" he said to the chief as he was leaving "you know something weird's going on here, don't you?"

The man turned and raised an eyebrow, he pulled a chair to the front of the cell and sat down facing Sam "That's what I was hoping you'd tell me about" he said.

It was at that moment that Castiel appeared in his cell.

The cop had his gun out and pointed at the angel faster than Sam could blink. "Audrey" he called over his shoulder, and the woman appeared a millisecond later, her gun drawn as well. "Hello Sam" the angel said, apparently oblivious to the situation he had just caused "Dean said you required assistance"

"You could work on the sneaking a bit Cas"

The angel turned and looked up at the two officers "Oh. I apologize, I wasn't aware" he disappeared and reappeared outside the cell pressing two fingers to the woman's head before Sam could stop him. She collapsed.

"Parker?" the man shouted, "Audrey?" Castiel took a step toward him and the officer swung his gun around. "No closer" he yelled. The angel ignored this and advanced another step. The man fired a shot into his leg. He watched in horror as the bullet hole closed. "No closer" he said again "or I'll…" he trailed off looking for a target that would be a threat, right before Cas could lay a hand on him he turned his gun on Sam "or I'll shoot him"