The case traveled all the way over to Illinois. Which was awesome since I that is where Jimmy Novak is from so I decide to go on my own case to find out why all of a sudden he showed up in public after years of being missing. So I went to try and find out about his family to see if there was anyone I could talk to, I find out that him wife Amelia left their daughter Claire to be at a foster home. So I deiced to talk to her about her dad. I park my car outside of a fairly large house and walk in. There is a lady doing some dishes in the room to my right so I ask her if there is a Claire Novak staying her.
"Yeah sadly she is always up to no good. Why? What did she do now?" she asks starting to get worried.
"No, no she hasn't I just have some questions about her father I believe that new information might have showed up about his whereabouts." I tell her as I flash her my badge. She then leads me down a hallway towards Claire's room get to a bedroom and I see a girl about the age of 16.
"Hello. Claire, right? I have a few questions about your dad if you don't mind." I say and the lady walks back to what she was doing.
"He is no longer my dad. Not for a long time." She declares. "My dad is dead."
"I don't think so I saw him a few days ago in Kansas City." I tell her expecting for her to be happy but being shocked when she looked slightly like I knew nothing.
"It's not him."
"What?" I ask.
"Well it is his body, but it's not actually him." She adds, and looks down.
"What do you mean that it's his body but yet not actually him."
"If I tell you, you will think I'm insane." She almost whispers.
"I have had a strange few weeks at work so try me." I edge her on to tell me.
"He was possessed by an angel." She looks up.
"How do you know this?" I ask pulling out my notepad.
" Because a few months after he left her returned home. He was acting really strange. Then these men came two brothers, Sam and Dean I think were their names. Then their was talk about angels and demons and some other stuff. Obviously I didn't know what it all meant then but I did soon after that everything my whole world came crumbling down piece by piece. These men they killed so many people. They nearly killed my dad. But then I heard this voice that told me that his name was Castiel. That he could help me, help us but he couldn't until I said yes to him using my body. I was so scared that I had to. I said yes to this angel. He took over my body it felt like I was strapped to a comet. But he helped us. My dad begged through clenched teeth for him to take him instead of me. So yet again I didn't get to say bye to my father before he was taken from me again." She tells me as I jot down some notes.
"Have you heard from him since?"
"No. It's good thing really. I want nothing to do with him. Not anymore." She replies blankly.
"Do you know anything else about these angels?" I inquire
"Well apparently when they die their wings get burnt into the ground." She breaks the silence after thinking for a little while.
"Anything else?"
"No, don't think so." She furrows her brow.
"Thank you for your cooperation Claire." You say right before your phone rings.
"Hey Diane, we got another one behind the mall." You hear Bailey's saddened voice through the phone. "It's another child." He says dully yet almost angry because we haven't found anything yet at all.
"Alright I'll be there soon." I hang up and tell Claire that I might need to ask her some more questions. Once I got in my car I just sit in the drivers seat for a second and a few tears escape my eyes. I bang my hands on the steering wheel.
"God damn it! Where are these bastards!" I yell to myself alone. I collect myself the best I can and drive, stopping at the bright yellow police line. Adrian met me at the yellow tape.
"How old?" I ask immediately regretting it.
"He looks to be about eight." He looks at the ground.
"Do we know who it is?"
"Yeah he is David Marley. He is one of the constable's missing son. We had to send her home a few minutes ago."
"Are there wings for this one too?" I ask and he nods slowly.
"Well let's take a look." I walk towards the small child and lift to see his face. His orange hair looks so much more vibrant against his pale skin his little features expressionless. Gently I lay the white over his face and stand back to have a full look at the wing span. Only now after my visit with Clair the little things about this like how the wings they aren't scorch marks, at some parts of them there are slight rises.
"Bailey!" I shout for him to come over. "Check this, these bumps, they look like burnt bones."
"What they are just bumps in the asphalt." He states confused
"Remember what I told you when you first started. When everything logical is ruled out then whatever's left no matter how improbable-"
"Must be the truth. I know, I know." He cuts you off.
"Hey Forensics!" I beckon and a scrawny man with glasses in a court that says forensics on it walks over.
"Yeah, I should be able to do that." He pushes up his glasses slightly confused.
"Could you send me the results for what this is?" I request pulling out my notepad to give him my email address. I jot it down and rip the paper from the book to hand to him. Then head back to my partner, But you see that man again the one in the trench coat, Jimmy.
"Hey! Mr. Novak!" You shout trying to get his attention. He snaps his head over to you looking confused. As you rush over.
"What are you doing here this is a crime scene?"
"These murders, they aren't the concern of humans. Stay out of our way." His voice is deep and gravely.
"Pardon?" I ask
"I am not Jimmy Novak." He states then disappears once again. I walk back to Adrian.
"Well I shouldn't have doubted that he really is the disappearing man. What did he say?"
"He said that these murders aren't the concern of humans and to stay out of their way." I look back to where we were standing. But if what I am thinking about those wings are correct then I think that I know what that means especially after my talk with Clair." I tell him.
"And what is that?" He asks.
"The end." I reply looking straight at him.
"Well that puts a damper on my living situation."