Both Cas and Dean were grinning maniacally on the way to the station. What the hell had happened? It was scary how they had gone from being so down to so high. Wait, that was a possibility. Were they high? Or drunk, possibly? But there was no way they could have gotten drunk in that short a time, and then hide the evidence. And they weren't the type of people to take drugs, they weren't that stupid. So what the hell was it? Maybe he was in an alternative universe. He suggested it to himself as a joke, but realised that in their world, this wasn't just a possibility, but likely. He would ask them once they finished up with this hunt. But seriously guys, what the hell?
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"I'm Agent Carter, these are my partners, Agents Davenport and Corderelli." Sam took the lead flashing his badge at the officer. Dean and Cas followed his lead.
"Agents, it's nice to see the Feds around here, but can I ask why you're here? Nothing of Federal interest has happened."
"We're here to investigate the disappearance of Luke Somerhill, this is where he disappeared, am I correct?"
"Yes. I wouldn't have thought you guys took care of this sort of thing. Bigger fish to fry, y'know?"
"We just need to make ends meet." Cas followed Sam's lead.
"Fair enough. Well, if you'll follow me, I'll show you all we know."
The officer showed them to a file cabinet, and after rifling through a draw full, found the file on Luke.
"There really isn't much to go on. He disappeared two days ago, we haven't seen hide nor hair of him since. He had no previous criminal record, nothing. Just a nice kid, you know? He's only 19, but we just can't find him. That file contains everything we know, have a look through it." He passed the file to Dean, Agent Corderelli, and he flicked through it, trying to find any evidence of a vamp attack.
Cas piped up. "Were there any witnesses to his disappearance? Who saw him last?"
Sam internally sighed. Witnesses? To a disappearance? It's generally called disappearing because no one sees it happen and no one has any idea what happened.
However, to Sam's surprise, the officer answered without missing a beat. "Well, there was one witness, if that's what you could call him. He's not exactly reliable and he was probably high when he SAW it. Either that, or he was drunk. I mean, he swears up and down that the guy that abducted him was a vampire. I don't know. You can still go see him if you want. His name's Danny Oketree. You'll probably find him in some dark back street, drunk off his face."
"Thanks for the help, Officer. Can we keep a hold on the file for now?" Dean asked, gesturing to the file he still had in his hands.
"Sure, knock yourselves out. And good luck. Luke's a good kid."
"We'll do our best to bring him back, Officer." Sam answered.
They walked out of the station, and they all leant against the Impala. "So what are we thinking of this witness?" Dean asked.
"We're definitely checking him out. Maybe if we ask around the locals, see if we can find anything out from them?" Cas put forward his suggestion.
"That sounds like a good idea. Split up, and meet up at the diner in an hour, get something to eat?" Sam asked.
"Awesome. See you guys there."
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Nothing. None of the locals knew anything important. And Sam hadn't been able to find Danny. He'd checked out a few dodgy places, but Danny wasn't there, and no one had seen him. Sam just hoped the others had found something.
