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"It's just another job Y/N so shut up and get it done," says your older sister. She was a con artist who had many different aliases. Some knew her as Alex, some knew her as Bela Talbot, and others as  Lugosi. You knew her as Abbie. Just Abbie. She wasn't your real sister, but she had played others by saying such things so you got used to it after a while. "Just go in there grab the charm and get out. It is in the possession of the taller of the two losers who just walked in," she continued "Just pretend to spill something, and while he is distracted steal the talisman." You were doubtful. You knew you weren't as seductive as Abbie, and you also weren't as confident. "I don't know Abbie-" you began "Are you really that scared?"  In reality, you were terrified. The Man that Abbie said had the talisman looked to be about 6'4. He was buff too. "No 'course not," you mumbled. "Then get your ass in there and get that fucking rabbit foot!" "I-i uhh I don't want to," you scratched the back of your neck, "You go do it your the 'master thief"' Abbie huffed and mumbled some cursed words under her breath. "Fine then. You'll be the getaway driver, I presume?" You knew Abbie really didn't want to go in there. She was clearly uneasy about this mission, so uneasy that wouldn't even tell you their first names, only their last. Winchester. 




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