Michael was sitting at the desk in his office going over some case files when a voice from nowhere and everywhere called his name.
"Michael."
"Yes, Sir," he answered.
"We have a problem with on of your cases. Behold," the voice said. Suddenly a mirror like object appeared in the room with a scene playing on it. In the scene he watched Jack and Ennis's last fight at the trailhead.
"Ah. Those two again. I thought we had the problem fixed already, Sir."
"It suddenly became unfixed, Michael. I need you to fix it again. Otherwise I'll be forced to take drastic measures I don't really wanna take."
"Understood, Sir. What rules apply here?"
"No, rules. I'm giving you all the leeway you need for this. As the mortals say, I'll be damned if I let them screw up one of my miracles."
"Understood, Sir. On my way."
With that Michael found himself on a sidewalk watching as a man came out of his house and hopped into his truck. Taking a deep breath, Michael thought, "Well, here goes."