A/N Hello everyone! So I lied last Thursday about making this chapter shorter, turns out it is really easy to procrastinate on schoolwork by writing fan fiction, who knew? ;-) Thanks to the guest for pointing out a spelling mistake in the last chapter and as always feel free to point out any errors. Make sure to favourite and follow! Enjoy!
The Crockets
Sam knocked on the door and waited there awkwardly with Cas just standing perfectly still beside him. Ms. Crocket pulled open the door with her frail hands.
"Hello, how may I help you?"
"FBI Agents Young and Clarence. Do you mind if we ask your husband a few questions about his kidnapping?"
"Sure, come on in," She said pulling the door open even wider, "I'm so glad the FBI is looking into this, the local cops aren't doing much."
"Uh," Sam murmured, something is wrong with the police force in this town.
"Jimmy, the FBI wants to ask you some questions," Ms. Croket called upstairs.
"Be right down Dotty," Mr. Crocket called back then muffled a cough.
"You guys can go sit in the living room. I'll go make some coffee," Then she leaned in and whispered to Cas, "He hasn't been the same since the incident, find out what happened. Please," She said with a weak smile then scurried off into the kitchen. Sam and Cas walked into the living room and sat down on the couch, there were pictures of dogs all over the walls.
"Hi-o gents," Mr. Crocket called from the base of the stairs, "What can I do for ya?" He was a pretty happy man, though he did look a little pale.
"We're FBI Agents Young and Clarence. We would like to ask you a few questions about what happened last week," Cas said in his usual gruff voice.
"Oh boy," Mr. Crocket mumbled, his face going a bit paler, "Don't know if I can be any help, I don't remember much."
"It's okay," Sam said, "Any detail is helpful." Mr. Crocket sat down in an armchair across from them.
"Mr. Crocket-"
"Just Jimmy is fine."
"So Jimmy, what is the last thing you remember before getting kidnaped?" Sam asked.
Jimmy sighed, "Dotty was putting a roast in the oven and I went on a walk to the park. I used to take Milo there all the time."
"Who's Milo?" Cas asked.
"He was my dog. That's him there," He said pointing to a golden retriever photo on the wall, "I miss that ol' mutt. Anyway, I got to the park and sat on the bench, like I usually do. But a strange man was watching me from across the street."
"Can you describe him?" Sam asked.
"Well I've never seen him before, he was wearing a brown suit and a long brown trench coat."
"Did he brown hair and sneakers?"
"Yeah he did, do you know him?"
"Yeah, he is our prime suspect." Sam said, How could I trust that 'doctor' so quickly, never even gave us his name.
"You guys already have a prime suspect?" Ms. Crocket said carrying a tray with the coffee, "You've been in town for a day or two and you already have more than the cops. Good job gents."
"Thank you," Sam said, graciously accepting a cup of Coffee.
"Could you continue your story, Jimmy?" Cas asked.
"Of course," Jimmy exclaimed then let out a few coughs.
"Are you okay dear?"
"I'm fine Dotty, just a little under the weather. So where was I? Ah, I was sitting on the bench in the park with that mysterious man watching me from across the street. A couple of minutes later I started to go home but it felt like someone was following me. I remember walking through the catwalk to get back to my street when I was rushed from behind and slammed into the pavement. It's a miracle I didn't break anything. Then I remember hearing a beeping noise and a British man shouting something from a few feet away. After that, I don't remember anything until I woke up in the hospital."
Sam and Cas exchanged a look, We need to interrogate this 'doctor' now was what was shared.
"Thank you for your time. Please call us if you have any other information," Cas said as he handed them his fake FBI business card.
"Good luck on your case gentlemen," Ms. Crocket said.
Sam just politely nodded and they left the house, as they were closing the front door they heard Jimmy let out a loud cough. As soon as the front door closed Sam texted Dean to meet at the local bar which they had passed on their way into town.
Police Station
"Sheriff, we have a problem," The policewoman said as she walked into the station, "I ran into an FBI agent looking for directions to the morgue."
"Damn it," Sheriff Colman muttered as he came out of the backroom, "We had another two agents in here and I'm pretty sure they were hunters."
"That's not good," The policewoman mumbled, "I'm pretty sure the agent I meet wasn't a hunter, way too polite and he was British."
"Wait a minute, that brown coat British dude from a week ago?" The policewoman nodded, "We couldn't find him anywhere. And you let him get away,"
"Well I'm sorry," She said, very sarcastically, "No one bothers to give me the descriptions of people,"
"We have to go tell the boss."
"Agreed. The shift is almost over, we'll leave then."
Juniors
Dean walked into the bar and saw Sam and Cas sitting in the corner with two extra beers on the table.
"Where's the Doctor?" Sam asked before Dean even sat down.
"He went to go fix his car. He said it broke down on his way into town."
"So you let him get away?"
"Yeah, I don't like the guy but he slipped away and I didn't bother to follow."
Sam rubbed his face in frustration, "I'm pretty sure he's behind all this."
"Son of a bitch. I'm gonna gank his British ass," Dean said as he started to get up from the table.
"Wait Dean, there's more," Cas said, "He's not human."
"Of course he's not human, he's probably a demon or a shifter or a vamp. Either way, I'm going to kill him."
"He is not a demon, Dean. Did either of you bother to test him?"
"N-no," Sam replied looking over at Dean as he sat back down, "Why didn't we do that?"
"Because you trusted him right away Sammy. You're always too quick to trust people."
"Well I did," Cas said holding up a silver coin, "And when I got into town I started watching him."
"Wait, when did you get to town?" Sam asked
"About a week ago. I saw him one-night following Jimmy then I never saw him again until now."
"And you didn't think to tell us this until now?" Dean said, practically accusing Cas of withholding information. Cas just glared at Dean.
"Wait, Cas, you have been in this town for about a week, do you have anything else on the case?" Sam asked, trying to make their conversation more productive.
"No, I thought this was a human thing until Olivia died."
"Awesome," Dean mumbled. Then a waitress came over to take their orders, breaking up their conversation.
TARDIS
The Doctor had finally made it back to his TARDIS, he got lost once or twice but he found it. He had been thinking too much, What's going on here? Who could do such a thing? What is behind this? What is Castiel? He had so many questions but no answers but he had one piece of information he had failed to share with Dean. When the Doctor was scanning with his sonic screwdriver he had picked up on some otherworldly traces, they were to faint to get an exact species or galactic coordinates but there was definitely something.
The Doctor walked around the control panel to see his screen where he was trying to set up an alien life detector. The screen was blank, the Doctor tried to hit a few buttons and twist a few knobs but the scanner would not pop back up on the screen. The Doctor scratched his head in frustration then sat in the chair and put his feet up on the console and started to think.
What creature posses people for a week then leaves? And why do they take the organs and blood with them? Why Olivia? Why Jimmy Crocket?
The Doctor bounced up and slapped his forehead, "Of course!" he shouted, "If I follow Jimmy I'll be able to figure out who is behind this! Allons-y!" He grabbed his jacket from where he threw it on his post and ran out the TARDIS doors.
Impala
"Dean, I still don't like the idea of leaving Cas alone, we have no idea what the Doctor is capable of."
"He's been in town for a week looking for this guy, this is his operation and it's not like he can't handle himself."
"I just hope Cas gets to Jimmy before the Doctor does."