Chapter 1: An Interesting Case

Dean drove his Impala through the traffic, swerving past other cars and trucks. His brother, Sam, had his gaze fixed on a newspaper.

"Found anything yet?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, actually," Sam started. "An English Police Box keeps appearing and disappearing over the country."

"Not fixed to one town then? Just does what it does?"

"It's completely random. There have been sightings of the thing in Korea once or twice."

"So you're saying we may have to leave the state?"

Sam shrugged. "Could do."

"But we won't, will we?"

"I hope not."

"Okay. When we get to that motel, I want you to start researching all creepy police box stuff in the past 100 years."

Sam gave a mock salute. "Yes sir."

Sam had found something after about an hour. But before he could tell Dean about it he discovered Castiel watching over his shoulder.

"What is this?" He asked casually.

"It's a case," Sam simply replied.

"The only case you and your brother should be on right now is stopping the apocalypse."

"We can sidetrack a little bit."

"No, you can't. And I expect you to tell your brother the exact same thing."

Sam sighed. "Yes, mother."

"I am not female."

"It's an expression."

But Castiel was already gone.

"Dean, I've found something on the box," Sam said the next morning.

"What is it?"

"If I'm right, it originates from a junkyard in London. Foreman's Yard. In November 1963 two schoolteachers followed a student there. They didn't come back until 1965. And they told a crazy story about being abducted by an old man and being taken through space- in a police box that they found there. The student they followed also went missing, but never came back. Presumed dead."

"So you're saying we're after a creepy old man who uses a police box as some sort of great space coaster?" Dean asked sceptically.

"You could put it that way."

"That's even more crazy than Satan himself."