Sunlight ¥ Dean Winchester [1]

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"I guess that's what I do, I let down the people I love. It ends bloody or sad and that's just the life.... I should've never brought her into this... I should've walked away from her..."

-Dean Winchester

Jessica and Charlie we're outside the Blackbird motel.

"Huh." Jessica cocked a brow.

"What is it?" Charlie asked.

Jessica shook her head. "Nothing. I think I just have a hint of déjà vu, that's all." She smiled at Charlie. "Let's get us a room."

~<•>~

"So, how's it going?" Jessica asked as she looked over Charlie's shoulder.

"This is much better. Not getting any matches yet, but it's going great."

"Good. I'm glad."

"Oh, wow." Charlie chuckled.

"Did you translate the book?"

"I-I did. I really did it! I might be a genius."

Suddenly, there was pounding on the door. Both women jumped.

"I know you're in there miss Asimov. You have it. I want it."

"Bathroom, now." Jessica ushered Charlie out of the chair and the two ran towards the bathroom.

Jessica shut the door behind her and locked it. Then, she got out her angel blade.

For some reason, this whole situation was feeling oddly familiar.

~<•>~

"I don't freakin' believe it!" Dean yelled. "Not only did you manage to get Charlie involved with this, again. You also got my wife involved! And now they're both missing!"

Suddenly, Sam's phone began to ring.

"Charlie, where are you?"

~<•>~

"Um, a—a motel—t-t-the BlackBird."

The pounding outside continued.

Charlie began to type away on her laptop.

"Sam, someone is here. They think I have the book."

"If you have the book, give it to them."

"Charlie has the damn 'Book Of The Damned?!" Dean yelled.

"No, I don't have it. I just—I just have my notes."

"Then give them your notes, Charlie! Give them the code—whatever they want!" Sam shouted.

"Charlie," Dean's voice echoed off of the bathroom walls. "I don't know what the hell is going on, but you need to listen to me. Give whoever that is whatever they want, you understand?"