A/N So I know I haven't been updating lately you can blame school with COVID measures for that. I'm terribly sorry for not updating but I will try to get back on a regular posting schedule hopefully. I will also try to make the chapters longer so that you will have more to read. Thanks for the review and the follows!

Impala

"Is it just me or did the sheriff seem off to you?" Dean asked Sam, as soon as they got into the impala.

"No, I think he's just a bit shaken by this whole mess. It's probably a lot to take in for a small-town cop."

"You're probably right Sammy. To the morgue?"

"To the morgue," Sam replied.

Park

The Doctor was seated on a park bench reading his newspaper trying to solve the puzzle in his head and he had worked out a plausible theory for who was going to get murder next. The first murder victim, Albert Keelpe, had gone missing for three days then was found. Then he was found dead a week later. The same happened with Olivia Stien, the second murder victim. So the next person who should be murdered is Jimmy Crocket. That answers the who, but the Doctor still had the where and when to figure out not the mention the why and how.

Since the Doctor had no idea where Jimmy Crocket lived, he decided to go to the morgue to see if he could figure out how. He stuffed the newspaper into his pocket and started walking in a random direction hoping that it would lead him to the morgue.

Morgue

"Agents Agnus and Young," Dean said and they both showed their badges to the guy at the morgue, "We would like to see the bodies of Albert Keelpe and Olivia Stein."

"I'm afraid that you won't be able to see Mr. Alber Keelpe's corpse as Ms. Keelpe had him cremated just yesterday. But I just finished Olivia's autopsy last night. Come, I'll show you her corpse." The man straightened some papers behind the desk then turned around and led Sam and Dean down a narrow hallway with flickering lights.

"Man, I hate it when the lights do that," Dean whispered to Sam.

"I know. My brain is screaming at me to get salt."

"Don't worry, it's an old building." The man said, "I never introduced myself, I'm assistant Daniel Chirpy. Just call me Dan." Dan then led Sam and Dean into a side room and inside there was a small body laid under a white sheet.

"How old was Olivia?" Dean asked.

"Thirteen," Dan replied with a solemn look on his face, "Such a bad way to go for someone so young and sweet."

"What can you tell me about her?" Sam asked as Dean went to go pull the sheet off of her face.

"She was the kindest person I've ever met, always had a smile on her face. She used to carry around lollipops and give them to someone who was having a rough day, I got a few of those myself," He paused to wipe a tear from his eye, "And when she went missing we thought who could do such a thing. And then this...:" He trailed off, trying to hold back tears.

"It's okay Dan. Just take a deep breath," Sam said patting Dan on the back, "Why don't you go sit down." Dan just nodded and left the room.

"Sounded like she was a good kid," Dean said

"Yeah, what monster would kill such a kind girl?"

"I hate to say this but I could probably name a few. Help me check for bite marks, Sammy."

Main Street

The Doctor was walking down the main street of the town whistling and being his cheerful self. There weren't a lot of people roaming the streets, which was to be expected with all of the abductions going on. But without people on the streets making noise and running around, the Doctor could concentrate. He was trying to figure out who or what could be abducting then killing all of these people. He was so deep in thought he didn't notice the police car drive up beside him.

"Excuse me, sir," The policewoman asked, she was wearing a tan uniform with her light brown hair pulled back into a low ponytail.

"Sorry, hello," The Doctor replied, "What can I do for you officer?"

"We're trying to keep tabs on newcomers in town and I have to say I've never seen you before. What are you doing in Honesdale?"

The Doctor paused for a moment then pulled flashed his psychic paper at the policewoman, "I'm Doctor John Smith with the FBI. I'm here investigating the abductions and murders. Would you mind pointing me in the direction of the morgue?"

The policewoman looked shocked for a split second then composed herself, "Take your next right and the building will be on the left, it's hard to miss."

"Thank you!" The Doctor said cheerfully then took off down the street.

As the Doctor was walking away the police officer pulled out her phone, "Sir, we have a problem"

Mourgue

"Well, there's no bite marks," Sam said after replacing the sheet over Olivia's corpse.

"There's not even a scratch on her, no marks, nothing. How's that even possible Sammy?"

"I don't know Dean," Sam said shaking his head, "Why don't you go through her personal effects and I'll read through the post mortem report." Sam walked over to the desk in the corner and turned on the computer while Dean walked over to a shelving unit on the other side of the room. He grabbed the bag labelled 'Olivia' and spilled its contents on a small table.

"Sammy, look," Dean said as he held up a green lollipop, "Dan wasn't kidding." Sam just sighed and pulled up the report. But just as Sam pulled it up the Winchesters heard a British voice coming down the hall.

The Doctor

The Doctor had found his way to the morgue easily enough, small-town people were really friendly. They were probably confused as to why a British man was in such an unknown town, but the Doctor didn't pick up on those subtle tones from the townspeople. Upon his entry to the morgue and man shot up from behind a desk.

"Um. Can I help you?" He said wiping tears out of his eyes.

"Yes! I'm Doctor John Smith, FBI," The Doctor said, pulling out his psychic paper, "Who are you?"

"I'm Daniel Chirpy, but everyone calls me Dan,"

"Good to meet you, Dan," The Doctor said in a very loud, happy tone. Then his tone shifted to a low solemn tone, "I'm here to see the recent murder victims."

Dan sighed, not knowing if he could go back in that room and see Olivia's corpse again just told the Doctor, "Down the hall."

"Brilliant! Thanks, Danny boy!" The Doctor began walking down the hall, "Which door is it?"

"Third one on the right."

"Brilliant," The Doctor said as he opened the door, "Oh. Hello."

The Doctor froze in his tracks as Sam and Dean turned to look at him, all of the men looked a little confused trying to figure out why they all looked familiar.

"Wait, aren't you the guy Dean almost hit this morning?" Sam said studying the Doctor.

"Yes!" The Doctor said rather cheerfully, "Very nice car, by the way, 1967 Chevy Impala, right?"

"Yeah, you've got a good taste in cars," Dean said, turning away from the table covered with Olivia's things.

"Well I prefer the 2189 Impala, but yours is a close second," Sam and Dean just exchanged a cautious glance, "Oh, where are my manners I'm the Doctor."

Sam and Dean looked at each other and Dean tapped his breast pocket indicating to Sam to pull out his fake FBI badge, "Agents Agnus and Young, FBI. And we're going to have to ask you to leave," Dean said.

"Well I can't," Sam and Dean exchanged a look as the Doctor pulled out his psychic paper, "I'm Doctor John Smith also FBI. But everyone calls me 'The Doctor,'' And after the word 'doctor' the Doctor gave a cheeky smile.

'This guy can't be a hunter.' Sam thought, but Dean was as subtle.

"Are you a hunter?"

"No, I don't like guns."

'Well, that answers that question.' Sam thought. The Doctor would have paid more attention to the question if his mind wasn't thinking so much. He was going through different species and technologies to try and figure out who could do this and why. So far he had nothing, but he had a lot more information to go through.

"Listen," Dean started, "We're still going to have to ask you to leave. We weren't aware of any other agents being assigned to this case." Dean started to push the Doctor towards the door.

"Can I see your badge again?" The Doctor asked and Dean reluctantly pulled it out and showed the Doctor. Studying for 2 seconds up close the Doctor said, "It's fake." Sam and Dean were both shocked, these were some of their most foolproof ID's, yet the Doctor saw right through them.

"How-" Dean started.

"It's fine. I'm not really FBI either. What have you guys found?"

"Nothing," Sam said, trying to get this conversation to something productive ignoring the fact that they are all using fake IDs to get around, "Have you found anything?"

"No, but let me analyze the corpse and see what I find."

'We didn't find anything."

"But you're not a doctor." The Doctor winked and walked over to Olivia's body and pulled back the white sheet.

Dean nodded to Sam and they both stepped out into the hallway. They needed to talk.

A/N Please review and let me know if there are any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors. I'd love to hear what you have to say. I'll try to update soon.