She gasped as she snapped out of her trance. Why were all her premonitions lately about sex? She remembered how helpless and how bloody Sam looked and she had to fight to get the image out of her face…Then there was a flash and a spark sound and the door swung open. Her eyes got wide when she looked. Something had blown up the keypad. She hurried up and went in the room and barricaded it. What the hell? She was the only one around. Wasn't she? Maybe something shot it. Could she have done it? She started to look around and realized it was the library. She looked through some books and the desk but a bunch of the drawers were locked. Hmmmm, could she blow up some of the locks? She closed her eyes and focused on the desk. Nothing. Aww, screw it! Cyn kicked the combination lock with her shoe. The lock went flying away and she opened the drawer. There was money and a check book. Nothing all that incriminating. Then was a knock on the door. Cyn looked around and ducked under the desk but then thought about it. 'How 'I Love Lucy' is that?' and decided to sneak out. She ran over to the window and unlocked it. The barricade started to fall.

"Damn my weak upper-body strength!"

"Jonah?" Mark said from behind Dean. Dean was leaned out the window trying to help Cyn in. He backed out the window.

"Uh, yes?"

"What on god's green earth are you doing?"

"Um, I was getting some air. I was feeling a bit-claustrophobic."

"Well, where's Providence?"

"Uh, she went to the bathroom. She could be lost. Maybe you should go find her."

"Maybe I should. Sometimes I don't even know where I'm going." He turned and went out of the room. Dean took a breath and turned to the window.

"Cyn?" He looked around and saw her pressed against the wall of the building. There was someone else leaned out a couple windows down. "Sam?"

"That mayor is eccentric, but that's about it."

"He's crazy!"

"He's bonkers. Here," Dean gave Cyn his hand.

"Stay away, Cyn. You saw the premonition." As Sam said that Cyn's feet slipped from under her. She screamed. She was hanging over four stories up in the air and could see gardeners under her feet, working with out know or a care of what was happening above their heads.

"Why the hell did I wear espadrilles?" Dean pulled her into the window. They were both short of breath.

"What the hell do you eat?" She shrugged. "What premonition?"

"I-we had a premonition that I was kissing the mayor and Sam was bleeding really badly. I was tied to a post."

"And this is why you have to stay away?"

"Well, unless you're here too." She leaned out the window. "Sam! Can you get out?"

"Uh, yea. But I left Sally alone with him. Can you go check on her, while I escape?"

"I can try. Dean, I will be right back. I'm going to go see 'about a bathroom'." She stepped out the door and down the hall. She made it to a bunch of stair cases and kneeled down and peeked through the spokes. She saw Sally pleasantly making small talk with the maid, Claudia while she dusted. Cyn turned walked down the hall. And hand gently slipped around her waist. She tried to pry the hand off but it was to strong. 'Okay, don't panic. You always overreact when you panic.' Her brain reasoned. But her heart said, 'To hell with that!' She, of course, listened to her heart and started to kick and scratch. The person picked her up off the ground so she couldn't kick anymore. Then she started to scream so they covered her mouth.

"Shhhhhh…" She heard a voice scold. "We can't have you screaming and ruining my fun, now can we miss Murphy." She bit his hand and he pulled her into a room.