"Here, Cas, we'll meet you there ok?"  He nodded and disappeared.  

  "Everyone pile in."  Sam said.  John and Sherlock got in, but the doctor just stood there. 

  "Come on, get in." 

  "I think we should take the TARDIS, it's much quicker." 

  "No can do, bud.  I don't fly."  I said. 

  "Hey, well, to be fair, it's more like teleporting." 

  "I've had enough of that with my angel friend.  Plus I sent him off so you could have a spot.  Just get in." 

  He reluctantly got in, and I pulled out of the parking lot.  I turned on the radio and Sammy and I sang along with it.  The doctor sat back in his seat while John and Sherlock turned to face each other and started talking. 

  When we pulled into the parking lot of the senior center, I saw Cas staring at the flowers.  I guess he never fully got over his fascination with flowers.  We hopped out of the car, already dressed in our FBI suites.  Sherlock started to get out but I stopped him.

  "Where do you think you're going?"  I asked.

  "I'm going in to question them of coarse."  He said. 

  "Um, no sorry.  We have a bit more experience in this department."  I said.

  "Just stay here and we'll give you the info when we get back, ok?"  Sam said. 

  He rolled his eyes and mumbled 'more experience' under his breath.  Then the Doctor called from the backseat.  "Here, take this and ask these questions."  He said, handing me a notepad with scrawled handwriting.  Sam and I walked in to the senior center and asked to see Mr. Benny. 

  "Sure, right this way."  She said guiding us through the halls.  She opened the door for us.  An old man sits on his bed, watching the TV. 

  "Hello, Mr. Benny?  I'm agent Padalecki and this is my partner agent Ackles."  I nodded. 

  "And my name is agent Collins."  A deep voice boomed behind me.  I jumped and turned to see Cas's face.  "You kind of forgot that I was waiting for you here." 

  "Sorry, just, don't mess this up."  He nodded. 

  "Mr. Benny, can you tell me what you saw, several nights ago?" 

  "Well, to me it was many years ago.  I was walking home, from a swim practice, and my route takes me by the woods.  A winged women came up to me and grabbed my wrist, I then blacked out, "