_ Dean POV _

We've been on he road for a while looking for the a demon that had already killed 4 people in 4 different states in the span of the 3 weeks when we heard about the librarian death. It fit the pattern so we decided to check it out.

When we reached the campus, the police already left and there was only the campus security.

"Agents Greer and Ehart, FBI", I slaid flashing my badge to them and seeing Sam doing the same.

"FBI? Isn't the police already investigating the murder?", a security guard asked

"They are, but we have reason to believe that this is the act of a serial killer we have been tracking for a while now."

"What can we do for you agents? I assume you'd want to check the crime scene.", the same guy asked

"We will, but what can you guys tell us about this case?", Sam asked

"Well, not much really, the only person who saw anything was poor Audrey and she's pretty shaken up."

"Alright",I said, "let's take a look at the crime scene and then we will talk to her."

The guard nodded and took us to the crime scene, minus the books, it looked almost identical to the other crime scenes, the position of the body and the evidence left by the demon. With a quick look to Sam I saw that he too believed this was the work of the same creature we were hunting.

Next, the guard took us to the dorm where the witness was. He knocked the door and we waited a couple of minutes before the door slowly opened.

Audrey Smoke did seem shaken up indeed, she was deathly pale and seemed to be barely able to hold herself straight. Her eyes had dark circles indicating that she probably was unable to sleep since she saw the body and her knuckles were clutching the door so hard they became white.

"Hello Audrey", the man said,"These gentlemen are from the FBI and would like to talk to you, are you up to it?"

She barely looked at us and nodded mutely to the security guard before opening the door wider silently inviting us in.

"I have to get back to work, but let me know if you need anything",

She nodded again and the man left. Once inside the apartment, I took a moment to look at the room, it was casually decorated with a lot of books on the shelves and the tables. A computer was on the small table by the sofa and a blanket was thrown on a chair.

I turned around to see the girl looking at us and waiting for us to speak. Sam, always the one eager to put people at ease, said in what I called his "kind voice": "Miss Smoke, we know that this is a difficult time for you, but we would like to ask you a couple of questions if that is ok."

She seemed to struggle for a few moments as if trying to find her voice before she whispered :"Ok"

"Thank you, can you tell us how long you've known Mrs. Whittle?"

"I have known her for 4 years."

"Were you two close?"

"Yes, she is a very nice lady", she seemed to stop and then said "was, she was very nice to me."

"Were you two supposed to meet yesterday?"

"No, we didn't have an appointment. I just stopped by."

"Why?", I asked

"I wanted to give her something. I brought her her favorite chocolate as a thank you for the pie from last time. But she wasn't at her desk. I called her name, but she didn't answer. She was still there though, because her purse was on her desk. It was only when I got closer that I, ... that I ...;"

She started trembling so hard that I was afraid she would fall or faint so I looked at Sam. He was the one to handle the agitated females, I was no good with that. Seeing my discomfort, Sam nodded and took the trembling girl by her hand then helped her sit on the sofa. Despite that the trembling didn't stop and she said: "I am sorry but I have been feeling so cold since then. So terribly cold."

Obviously the young woman was still in shock, I wondered why there was no one around to take care of her when she is in such distress. I picked the blanket and put it around her shoulders hearing a small thank you.

"I am sorry",she said,"what other questions do you have for me?"

"While you were there", Sam asked gently, "did you notice anything strange? did you hear any noise?"

She seemed to think for a little while before shaking her head and saying "No, I don't remember anything, seeing Mrs Whittle like that, all I could do was dial 911. I don't even remember what happened after that, I found myself outside the library with a paramedic next to me. I am sorry, I can't think of anything besides what I told the police."

"If you remember anything, anything at all, please call us at this number", Sam said giving her our card.

She nodded and we said our goodbyes before walking out.

"That was a waste of time", I sighed as we headed to the car,"Even the witness didn't see anything"

"Yeah that is unfortunate.", Sam said,"Let's go back to the motel and have some rest. Nothing else that we can do about the case today."

"Yeah, we had a long drive today. Let's have some shuteye and then tomorrow we'll have another tour of the campus."