Anna had woken up early to attend her morning lectures. Dean lay on the bed staring at the ceiling. He had made no plans for the day. Sam had to study as well – so, no quality time for the brothers.

For the first two months – September and October – Dean was eager to look around the city (with the numbers of habitants being so low, he would call it a town) but he had already took all the possible tram routes.

Let's face it, Dean wasn't actually linguistically talented (though he had a very talented tongue as he usually joked). English was the only language he could speak. In French he knew only the profanities. He had no interest in studying Finnish or Swedish as he wasn't sure how long he was going to stay in Helsinki

Dean sighed as he got up. He walked to the bathroom, shaved and put his clothes on.

Anna was lovely. Dean really liked her. He loved the chats they had in the mornings. Anna had a sense of irony. She used to educate Dean about the Finns. The proper code of conduct on public transportation – you always leave a seat next to you vacant unless it's the rush hour, there's no need to chat with anyone unless the train, tram, bus or ferry was stopped due to a technical difficulty. The Finns silence in two languages. Many a time Dean had got lost but there was someone who spoke English – all you had to do was ask for directions. In Paris if you wander about with a map there was always someone eager to help. In Helsinki he locals called the ticket inspectors on public transportation Smurfs as their uniform was blue.

Dean missed his car that was currently in the garage of an old family friend Bobby Singer back in the States. In Helsinki the public transportation was cheaper. He visited Sam's student apartment couple times a week. Luckily Sam's roommate Gabriel – also from the States – had a satellite dish as Dean had no interest for ice hockey.

Anna had reminded that Dean ought to by a warmer jacket as the winter was coming. Of course Anna was right. When Dean finally got out of Anna's apartment he had to put his collar up. He walked to the Rikhardinkatu library in the very centre of Helsinki. It was kind of a place that ghosts could haunt but somehow Dean liked the place. He climbed the stairs to the second floor and went to the room with internet access. He used Anna's library card to log in the computer. He checked his Facebook and email account and opened a chat. In few minutes there was someone who wanted to chat with him. He clicked the online conversation open.

CasaNova: Dean! Finally! Where are you?

Deano: In a library.

CasaNova: Could you be more specific?

Deano: In Helsinki.

CasaNova: What?Why?

Deano: Sam studies here.

CasaNova: I thought you weren't that close.

TBC