Yeah, I know it's slightly cheesy but I have to dedicate this chapter to MsMKT86 for giving me my first ever review! It made my day, so thank you!

This would take place season 3, between 'Sin City' and 'Bedtime Stories'. I own nothing apart from Becca: all credit goes to the awesome Eric Kripke.

They arrived in Mazomanie two days later. Sam had passed out as soon as they got over the Idaho state-line, his tiredness getting the best of him. He remained that way that way when it wasn't his turn to drive. Dean's two hour power nap seemed to give him lots of energy. They only had to stop for coffee thirteen or fourteen times, a new record for such a distance.

When they entered the small town, they figured that it was just that: a small town. It was a wet day, and not that many people were out. A few shops lined the road the Impala was driving down, bu they weren't that big. Dean, hoping the town at least had a bar, nudged his brother awake. "Where to first, Sleeping Beauty?"

Because Sam had just woken up, he wasn't quite sure what Dean was talking about. "Wait, we're here?"

Dean nodded and he watched Sam take in the place they would be spending the next few days. "Wow." The younger hunters surprise was shown in his voice. "It's-"

"Crappy? Boring? Pathetic?"

"No, I was actually going to say nice." He smiled at the amazed look on Dean's face. "What? It's the kind of place I saw myself moving to with Jess, you know, to get out of the craziness of the city and-what?"

Dean was shaking his head. "Could you be anymore gay right now?" He laughed as he pulled up to a dingy looking motel. He couldn't stand to live in a town where you saw the same people every single day. There would be no privacy because everyone knows everyone. But then again, Mazomanie did have one plus to it...

"Good morning," Charity, a pretty, young blonde, had been sitting at the reception desk of the local Police Department when she heard two men walk towards her. She blushed considerably when she looked up and saw that these weren't the everyday officers she was used to. They were young and attractive.

"Hi," said the shorter of the two, giving her a breath-taking smile. Charity tried to hold in a giggle. This guy was hot, and obviously knew how to charm a woman for his advantage.

"How may I help you Mr.-"

"Diamond. Agent Steven Diamond. This is my partner, Agent Todd Graham." They flashed her their badges.

Ooh, Charity thought, FBI. I wonder what they're here for. Wait, who cares? As long as I get Diamond out for a few drinks tonight, they can do whatever they want. As long as it has nothing to do with that red headed secretary. What a slut. She leaned forward, and gave them a grin.

Graham stepped in at this point, seeing the flirting going on between Charity's and his partner's eyes. "If you don't mind, we'd like to talk to the Officer Harris."

Charity looked at Graham, slightly annoyed that her and Diamond had been interrupted. "He's not here, sorry. Officer Harris is on holiday in France for the next two weeks."

"I hear it's lovely this time of year." Diamond added with a flirtatious grin.

Charity laughed. "Would you like anything else?"

"Well, two things actually." Diamond replied, leaning forward onto her desk. "One, could we have the reports on those two murders that happened in the past three weeks, and two, could I have your address so I can pick you up around eight?"

Yeah, I know...random. But I pinkie promise it's going somewhere! :) Reviews would help me put it into words though...

NB: If anyone has ideas of what to call the chapters, let me know!