"Um, can you excuse me for a second?" Sam said as he turned back to the secretary. She gave him a puzzled look but then nodded and began busying herself with the phone.

Sam spun around and began to search the office for his brother. He pushed pass a group of police officers hovering around the secretary's desk and suddenly bumped into a woman hurrying in the opposite direction. Papers flew up in the air and then gently fluttered to the floor below. No one in the room seemed to notice.

Sam instantly crouched down and began to help the woman stack the papers once more. He recognized her as the lady who had flown past Dean and himself when they had first entered the building.

"I'm so sorry," he apologized as he handed her a messy pile of papers. The woman looked up from the ground and met his eyes. They were a shocking blue that was only made more magnificent by her long black hair. Sam suddenly felt overwhelmed with the eye contact and averted his eyes to the first distraction. His view fell on her nametag. "Uh," he squinted at the name printed on the glossy material. "Ms. Cass?"

The woman suddenly sucked in her breath as her rapidly moving hands became still. Sam glanced up, daring to look into her eyes for a second time and was shocked to find them a dark blue, almost black. The woman suddenly blinked and her eyes returned to their natural blue once more. Sam stared at her with a stunned expression imprinted on his face, but then the woman smiled, took the papers from Sam's stiff hand as she stood up, and walked curtly away.

Exiting the police department Sam made his way towards the street. After his perplexing encounter with the young lady in the office he had continued his search for his brother but to no avail. He was beginning to become concerned.

"Dude, where the hell have you been?"

Sam whirled around and almost laughed with relief when he spotted Dean rounding the side corner of the police department. "I should be asking you the same question. I thought you disappeared."

Dean had reached his brother now. "Ha, I'm not that easily taken Sammy, which is more then I can say for you."

"If you're referring to what happened in Hibbing I already told you –"

"Yah, yah I know. It was dark and you had your guard down, and whatever you say Sammy. Anyway, back to our current job, I managed to get some information on the missing people."

"Was that where you were?" Sam silently reminded himself not to get so concerned next time his brother suddenly went missing. "How'd you manage that?"

"Well you know, with all the commotion going on in there sometimes people forget to lock doors."

Sam shook his head but smiled at his brother's methods of getting his hands on classified police files. "What did you find?"

Dean glanced at the police department. "Maybe we should head back to the car first."

"Right," Sam agreed and the two brothers began to make their way to the street. As they reached the sidewalk and waited for a car to pass, Sam suddenly spoke. "Hey, Dean?"

"Yah?"

"When I was looking for you in there I bumped into this girl and-"

Dean grinned. "And you looked into her eyes and felt a deep connection and you suddenly knew she was the one. Right?" Sam glared at him. "No, I-"

"Or maybe you actually want to have fun for once. If you've got your eye on a girl here I won't hold it against you to have a little fun you know Sammy. I mean I've-"

"Dean!"

"What?"

"Will you stop it? This is important."

Dean cast him an amused look and began to cross the street. Sam followed.

"Look, her eyes were blue and then the next second they were almost black."

The two brothers had reached the car now and Dean stopped with his hand on the handle. He turned his head to his brother who was watching him for a reaction.

"Well?" Sam was becoming irritated.

"Well what?"

"What do you think it means?"

"I don't know Sam. It could mean nothing. It could have been a trick of the light or maybe bad contact lenses. Who knows?"

"Dean, trust me. It wasn't like that. It was like her eyes were cloudy, or murky, or something like that. I don't think they would exactly qualify as 'human'"

Dean stared at him. "You mean black and cloudy like black mist?"