I watched as Sam wrapped his arms comfortingly around the sobbing woman. She was holding onto him like he was the only thing keeping her from falling completely to pieces, looking very small wrapped in Sam's large frame.

I sighed, most people struggled the first time they learnt that there really were monsters in this world. Some took it worse than others. I guess after the couple of days she'd just had I shouldn't be surprised that it had all become too much. She had been threatened, stabbed, and now seen a demon die right in front of her. I wished the demon had at least picked a male meat-suit, call it sexist, but most people reacted worse to seeing a woman killed than a man.

Still, I believed that I had done the best thing under the circumstances. The damn thing had been right, I wasn't going to torture it in front of a civilian, and I knew from plenty of experience that it was the only way to get anything useful out of them. I supposed I could have done the actual kill elsewhere, but having to move it out of the devils trap would have increased the risk to all of them. Better to get it over with quickly.

I left Sam to continue comforting Emily and got to work removing the body. I carried it outside, leaving it on the ground a little way into the woods. We were far enough out of town that the wild animals would get rid of most of the evidence for us. I didn't need to worry about it too much, if all went to plan we wouldn't even be coming back here again, especially now that they knew we were here, and we would be well away before any of the local police decided to poke around. If they even did. I would have to check the police reports when I finished cleaning up, it was only early, but someone had to have found the bodies in town by now.

I pulled a shovel out of the trunk on the way back, using it to cover the blood on the floor with a layer of dirt.

I looked over at Sam, who had shifted so that he could watch me. Emily had gone quiet again. "How is she?" I asked quietly. Sam gave me a grimace that said she wasn't great, but what else did I expect. I just nodded, then gestured towards his laptop, can I use that? He nodded.

I opened it and turned it on, packing away the rest of the mess on the table as it fired up, then sat down. I was about to pull up the police bulletins for the area when a phone started ringing. It was one of mine. I picked it up out of my duffel where I had tossed it yesterday, checked which one it was and then answered with "Agent Smith." I could see Sam's body tense slightly as he listened.

I immediately recognised the voice on the end of the line as one of the local officers, though I couldn't remember his name. "Agent Smith, we, uh, we got another body." He told me. "Different MO, but, I, uh, thought you'd want to know. It's, ah, it's nasty."

I grimaced at Sam, but kept my tone even as I replied, "Thankyou for that, you were right to call. Where was the body found? And what appears to be the cause of death?"

I listened closely as he started to read me the details, grabbing a sheet of paper and a pen to make notes, and trying to keep him from hearing my surprise. "Demons?" Sam mouthed at me, and I shook my head. This was not about the two guys from yesterday. Our case just got complicated, again.

"Ok, thankyou officer. We will be there shortly." I hung up the phone and rubbed a hand over my face before closing the laptop and grabbing our gear. I spoke to Sam as I shoved things back into the duffels. "Don't ask me what happened to the two demons, maybe they cleaned up after themselves." I shrugged. "There was another death in town last night."

Sam slowly moved Emily so that she was propped up against the headboard, saying something I couldn't hear and waiting for her to nod before coming to help me pack. "Joe?" He asked, and I shook my head, causing his brow to furrow in confusion.

"No, it was a woman, Sarah Gaila. And she wasn't killed the same way either." He paused for a moment, "Are we sure it's linked to our case, not just a weird coincidence?" I raised an eyebrow at him and he nodded, we didn't believe in coincidences.

"No, I'm sure it's somehow connected to our case. She was, ah," I looked over at Emily and lowered my voice, "Police said it looks like she was blown apart, but they can't find any traces of explosives to explain how."

Sam grimaced again, "So, suits?" He asked, picking up his duffel and heading for the car. I nodded and he headed outside.

I looked at Emily. I didn't really want to have to include her any further, but she might be able to tell me how Sarah fit into this whole mess. Help us figure out who was doing this before any more people had to die. I sighed, sat my packed duffel next to the door, then walked over to the bed.

I crouched down next to her, moving slowly so I didn't startle her. "Hey kid" I said softly, "I am so sorry you had to get caught up in all this." She looked at me with red rimmed eyes, but gave me a faint trace of a smile as she nodded slightly. "You want to know about Sarah." She stated quietly, and I nodded. "You are here to catch the person doing this?" She asked, and I nodded again. "We want to stop them from hurting anyone else." I told her.

She nodded again. "I…I don't know much about her. She…arrived in town, maybe, a couple of months back?" I nodded, encouraging her to continue. "Keeps to herself mostly. I see her around town occasionally, but she doesn't really join in with anything. People think she's strange. Doesn't like to buy regular things, buys food at the health food shop, or grows it herself." I worked to keep my face neutral, Sam had said that the herb for the spell had most likely been bought at the health food shop.

"Did she have anything to do with Bill or Mac?" I asked, and she frowned. "They…I heard she got into an argument with them down the street one day, them and Joe…about two weeks back." Right before the murders had started. "I don't know what it was about. I wasn't there. I just heard it got real heated. Nasty."

I smiled at her gently, "Ok, thankyou."

I heard Sam come back inside, and stood up, resting a hand on her shoulder for a moment before going to grab my suit off him. He gave me a curious look and I relayed the information. "Another witch?" He asked, sounding surprised. I shrugged, "Soon as we check out the body we go and talk to this Joe guy."

He nodded and headed into the bathroom to get ready. I sat my suit on the back of a chair and took the rest of the gear out to the car while I waited for my turn in the bathroom.

That done I sat down, looking at Emily, trying to work out what we were going to do about her. We couldn't just leave her here, but I didn't want to lose a couple of hours driving her to the hospital before dealing with this case.

Somehow she seemed to guess what I was thinking, because she spoke up quietly, "Just drop me off at my place." I raised an eyebrow and she continued, "My housemate can drive me to the hospital to get checked over."

I nodded a little, it would let us get on with things. "What are you going to tell them?" I asked, "You won't be able to tell them about us, and trust me, you don't want to go telling people you saw a demon." They'd toss her into mental health. We'd seen it before.

"Nothing." She finally replied, and I raised an eyebrow. "I walked out of my house yesterday…and" She sighed, "and blacked out. I don't remember anything except waking up again on my front porch with stitches in my side." She looked at me seriously, "I'd rather just pretend that none of this ever happened." I smiled sadly, then nodded, "Ok."

I realised that she was still in her jeans and bra. I didn't want to leave her on a doorstep with no shirt, the idea of just abandoning her on a doorstep at all was bad enough. I unzipped my duffel and riffled around for a decent T-shirt.

It was way too big, but at least she was covered. She gave me a grateful smile.

Sam finally stepped out of the bathroom, ready to be FBI. I took my turn, coming out several minutes later clean and tidy and dressed in my suit. I wasn't a fan of the thing, but it certainly made a difference when dealing with police. We hadn't been wearing them yesterday as we'd gone past the police station straight away, but you got a bit of attire leeway when people knew you'd been traveling to get here.

Sam had packed the last of the gear into the car while I was getting ready. "We need to find a laundromat after we're done with this" I told him, holding up the bag of dirty clothes I had collected from the bathroom floor.

He nodded, then swore, "What?" I asked. "I threw the blanket from the back of the car in the wash last night and forgot about it." He told me. I shrugged, grabbed one of the bed and tossed it at him. "Fixed." Well, it was most likely how we had come to own the other one in the first place. He rolled his eyes at me, but took it out to the car.

Once everything was ready to go we carefully carried Emily out and helped her into the backseat. Now that the shock of this morning was wearing off the pain was back with a vengeance, but there was nothing we could do except give her a couple more pain pills and be as gentle as possible. She'd be able to get some good stuff once her friend got her to the hospital.

We drove into town, laying her down on her front porch, ringing the doorbell, and waiting to see that it was opened before we drove away.