A/N Here is the next chapter! Sorry, it's late I have been having internet problems. I made her pretty long, my longest chapter yet because I have a lot of big projects due next week and I might not be able to write as long of a chapter, I will do my best to get something posted next Thursday. Please point out any spelling or grammatical errors because sometimes I don't English too well. Thanks to Rotmilan, DeadpoolX0X0, and Guest (whoever you are) for the reviews, they mean a lot. Please favourite and review and enjoy!

Impala

The Doctor and Dean sat silently in the Impala, Dean still didn't trust the Doctor despite Sam's apparent trust in him. The Doctor was deep in thought but his thoughts were jumping all over the place but it was mainly 'What is going on in this town?' and 'What is that Castiel?' Something about Castiel seemed familiar but he couldn't put his finger on it, but the Doctor was certain that he wasn't human.

"So what brings you to America?" Dean asked, wanting to break the silence but also hoping to learn more about this 'Doctor'.

"Sorry?" The Doctor asked, losing his train of thought.

"I said 'what brings you to America?' And this small town is not a tourist hotspot," Dean said, getting a little annoyed with the Doctor.

"I'm just passing through. I was heading to Chicago but I got a little lost," The Doctor said rubbing the back of his head.

Dean snorted, "You got more than a little lost."

"I suppose you're right," The Doctor mumbled, about to get lost in his thoughts again.

"You from London or something?"

"Or something," The Doctor replied, "I don't really have a home, not anymore."

Dean stole a glance at the Doctor but he was staring out the window so Dean couldn't get a good look at his face.

"What do you do for a living Doctor?"

"I'm just a traveller."

Dean was starting to get frustrated by the Doctor's vague answers, "It's kind of hard to be a traveller without a car," He stated.

"Who said I don't have a car? Yours is very nice by the way, it's in very good condition,"

"Yeah, I rebuilt her from the ground up after we were t-boned by a truck."

"Wow, that's impressive."

"Yeah, my baby is," Dean said patting the dash as they pulled up to Olivia's house.

Dean knocked on the door looking at the Doctor as he straightened his tie. A woman timidly pulled open the front door then it abruptly was stopped by a chain.

"Ms. Stien?" Dean asked and the teary-eyed woman gave a small nod, "We're FBI agents Angus and Smith and we would like to ask you a few questions about your daughter's disappearance."

"One sec," Ms. Stien mumbled as she shut the door. Dean glanced at the Doctor who was staring intently at his shoes which was the one piece of clothing that didn't match the rest of his outfit.

"Hey, Doc."

"Mmm?" The Doctor said looking up from his shoes.

"Let me do the talking."

The Doctor was about to protest but Ms. Stien opened the door to let them in so all the Doctor could do was close his mouth. Ms. Stien led Dean and the Doctor to her living room and sat them down. It was obvious that the places hadn't been cleaned in a few days with dishes and tissues strewn everywhere.

"We are sorry for your loss Ms. Stien," Dean started, "We are going to do everything in our power to find who did this to your daughter."

"Thank you," Ms. Stien sniffled.

"When was the last time you saw your daughter?" The Doctor asked and Dean shot him a glare, The Doctor doesn't listen to instructions Dean thought.

"It was when I woke up in the middle of the night to check on her. I had been doing that ever since she was k-kidnapped," She paused for a minute to wipes away some tears, "But when I woke up I heard a noise downstairs so I went to go check it out. And when I got there... There she was, my Olivia lying on the ground surrounded by broken glass."

"So someone broke in and killed her?" The Doctor asked.

Ms. Stien just nodded blowing her nose teary-eyed. Dean glared at the Doctor and the Doctor just raised his eyebrows.

"Is there anything else you can tell us?" The Doctor asked again, pissing Dean off further.

"W-when I looked out the window I saw a black figure, but it was gone so quickly and my Olivia... S-she was hardly breathing. I called an ambulance but by the time they got here..." Ms. Stien just started staring into the distance.

"Did you notice anything else out of the ordinary like strange smells or cold spots?" Dean asks, a bit frustrated that he hadn't gotten a question in until now.

"N-no. Not that I can recall,"

"How about Olivia. Was she acting strange? Or did she start doing anything out of the ordinary?" Dean pushed. But something about Dean's question flipped a switch in Ms. Stiens's head from a teary-eyed greaving mother to an angry one.

"Are you saying that there was something wrong with my daughter?"

"No I-" Dean started but he didn't get to finish.

"There was nothing wrong with my daughter! The only wrong thing is that she is dead!"

"Ms. Stien-" The Doctor tried to cut in.

"A child is supposed to outlive their mother! Not the other way around! Now you come in here saying that there was something wrong with my daughter!"

"He never said -" The Doctor tried to cut in again, old memories starting to surface.

"Do you know what it's like to lose a child, agent?" Ms. Stien asked, her voice now low and cold. Dean didn't know how to respond he just shifted awkwardly in his seat. Then the Doctor said something that neither of them expected to hear,

"I do."

Those two words plunged the room into silence. Dean looked at the Doctor as he sunk back into the couch and stared off into the distance. The Doctors eyes had suddenly looked much, much older than they were before. The Doctor had been trying to suppress memories that he would rather forget but they started to flood back, all of the family he used to have before the...

"What did you do?" Ms. Stien asked breaking the silence.

"I ran," The Doctor said looking out into the distance, remembering how much of a coward he had been, "I've always run."

The room was silent except for Ms. Stien's sniffles. Dean was thinking what the hell happened to this guy.

"Ms. Stien, do you mind if my partner and I take a look around?" Dean asked.

"Um. Yeah, I'm just going to go upstairs." Ms. Stien left the room pretty quickly after that.

"Let's have a look. Shal we," The Doctor said trying to bring back his cheery tone and suppress his horrid memories as he stood up and headed towards the boarded-up window.

Dean had started to be concerned for the Doctor but that feeling was soon gone, he was worried by how quickly the Doctor could change his emotions and how old his eyes were. They looked like they belonged to an old man, like a really old man, who had definitely seen a lot of crap. Dean wasn't sure what to think of this 'Doctor' anymore but one thing was for sure, he wasn't about to trust him.

The Doctor had walked over to the kitchen and was staring intently at the boarded-up window and the glass on the floor while Dean walked up behind him.

"Find anything?"

"Yeah, I think so," The Doctor replied rubbing his chin. A moment passed and Dean was about to ask the Doctor what he was talking about when the Doctor continued, "You see the broken glass? Well if someone broke in there should be a lot more glass on the floor."

"Are you saying that something broke the window to get out of the house rather than in?"

"Yep."

"Ms. Stien could have cleaned it up."

"Does it look like Ms. Stien has cleaned anything since Olivia died?" The Doctor said gesturing to the rest of the kitchen. That was when Dean noticed how messy the kitchen was, dirty dishes everywhere, old food left out, tissues littering the counter space.

"Awesome," Dean muttered turning away from the Doctor.

The Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver and Dean pulled out his EMF reader and they started scanning. Dean just walked around the kitchen trying to get a hit while the Doctor got on his knees and put on his glasses. Dean turned to the Doctor and glared at him, he was annoyed by the bleeping of the sonic screwdriver but the Doctor was oblivious to his glare.

"Interesting," The Doctor mumbled under his breath.

"What?"

"Oh. Nothing," He said turning towards Dean, "Is that an electromagnetic field detector?"

"Yeah, and is that a noisy glowstick?"

"It's a sonic screwdriver."

"A what?"

"A sonic screwdriver! I made it myself!"

"Okay..." Dean said while making another mental note as to why this guy is crazy.

"Did you get a hit?"

"No. Imma check outside," Dean said heading towards the kitchen door that led to the backyard. The Doctor followed, stuffing his sonic screwdriver and his lasses back into his pockets.

Once outside Dean was back to walking around with his EMF reader while the Doctor walked up to the window and faced the garden. The sun was making all of the glass shards shine, there were definitely a lot more shards out here than in the house.

"Will you look at that," The Doctor said, mostly to himself. Dean looked up from his EMF reader and not wanting to ask the Doctor what he had found he looked around the garden as well.

"That son of a bitch must have been strong."

Both men stared at the garden and the glass shards that were a couple of meters away from the window. Dean's EMF reader hadn't even beeped, well, it can't be a ghost he thought.

"I don't think Ms. Olivia was strong enough to do that," the Doctor said coming out of the thought in his head.

Dean was about to follow the Doctor when his phone went off, it was a text from Sam: Meet you at Juniors Bar in 10

"Hey, Doc!" Dean called entering the house, "We're meeting Sam and Cas at the town bar lets go."

"Thanks for the offer but my TA-car broke down on my way into town. I'm going to go check her over to make sure she's okay."

"I could give you a hand," Dean offered, not wanting to let the Doctor out of his sight, "I'm pretty good with cars."

"Thanks but I can handle it," The Doctor said with a weak smile and walked out of the house.

"Son of a bitch," Dean muttered as he followed the Doctor out.