Chapter 21
The steady red sign flashed in front of Caleb as he pulled his jacket tighter around himself to fend off the harsh coldness from the recent downpour that left half the town flooded. Even though he still considered himself a novice hunter in comparison to the ones he knew, he still thought himself capable of investigating a "strange" happening that one of his contacts had called to inform him of. Rubbing his hands together, he stepped out of the street and through the sliding doors that admitted him to the ER. A team of receptionists were waiting at the center desk. Over the last year, it had been easy to perfect the lie that he was expected to recite to people.
"Hi," Caleb said, pushing the rain off his soaked face. "Caleb Read. FBI."
"FBI, huh?" The pink-clad woman repeated, studying the badge he held in front of her face. "Don't see too many of your kind around here." His kind; meaning that this hospital was one of few that had few problems other than a car accident or birth.
"Yeah," Caleb nodded, bowing his head briefly. "I'm here to, if possible, speak with the children that you brought in here. I'm investigating the disappearance of their father. John Winchester."