I leaned over what Charlie sent us. "In the neighborhood, found you guys a case. Found us a case?" I looked at Sam and Dean as I read about Sam's Laptop. "In the neighborhood? How the hell does she know where we are?" Dean asked. "Uh, well, she doesn't. Not exactly, at least. It says she tracked our cells to a twenty-mile radius. Then the signal went out. Huh. This place must be in some kinda, like, Bermuda Triangle." Sam explained.
"What, are you saying we can make and receive phone calls from here, and nobody can track us? Man, I love this place." Dean grinned and called Charlie, who would be here the following day. Sam Dean and I waited for Charlie outside the bunker; her little yellow car came up the road, and when she parked and got out, we walked up to her. "Your Highness." Dean smiled, which I did, too, although I kept my hands deep in my pockets since it was a little cold out here. "What's up bitches." That cracked me up while Dean and Sam first hugged her until it was my turn. "You okay, Sam?" she asked, looking worried at Sam. "Yeah, no, im good. What are you doing in Kansas?" Sam lied. I could hear it in his voice. "Uh, there was a Comic Convention in Topeka," Charlie told us. "In the middle of the week?" I asked, curious. "Girl has to get her collectibles, SO are you gonna invite me into your dungeon?" Charlie raised an eyebrow. "Sure, let us introduce you to the Men of Letters." Sam walked down the steps first while I was behind him, and Charlie and Dean walked behind us. Sam was too slow on the steps, but I couldn't get past him since they were very narrow. Sam, Dean, and I showed Charlie around the library and the rest of the bunker. Charlie told us what was happening in her life right now, and she told us a jubilee was coming up. We said we would come and never miss this in the world. "You said you had a case?" Sam asked, and Charlie told us about the case. She also told us about Chuck's books, which I scoffed at since I was still unhappy talking about him.
Sam wanted to help with the case, but Dean told him to stay put and rest while Charlie, Dean, and I would go and solve this case. Since Dean wasn't sure if we should bring Charlie, he brought her to the shooting gallery, and she nailed it, shooting a gun. Dean and Charlie went shopping while I stayed with Sam at the bunker; he didn't want to wait, so he snuck out and went to the crime scene, dragging me with him since I wouldn't want to stay alone. Dean and Charlie came later, and Dean wasn't happy to see Sam. "I tried to stop him," I told my brother. Yeah, I know how that went," Dean grumbled. Alright, Scrooch." I rolled my eyes. Sam and I had been talking to the police and the sheriff, and we passed this on to Dean and Charlie. Dean sent Sam home, but there were still witnesses to speak to. "Let Charlie and me do that, and you go with Kee back to the bunker; no talking back, Kaylee." Dean snapped at me as I was trying to say something. I went with Charlie to the two boys but let her talk while I listened and helped her while Sam and Dean talked back at the Impala.
"Alright, I got everything." Charlie finally said. I nodded. "You did good. You didn't need my help." I smiled while we walked back to the boys. We gave through what the boys said. "Sounds like something you should read about in a book at home," Dean said, looking at Sam. "I'm not leaving until I know what this does." Sam shook his head. "Sammy, come on, let's go back to the bunker; you should do what Dean tells you just once," I growled. "No, I want to help."
Sam snapped back. "You only help if you go to the bunker and do some research on whatever killed the boy." I hissed, walking closer to Sam before returning to my car where Dean was standing. "Somebodys being grouchy?" he asked, and I just nodded. I drove off behind Dean to the morgue, where we broke in. Sam and Charlie were already there. "What took you so long?" Sam asked. "We had to stop for gas," I grumbled. "Well, he did. I was still okay," I added. "Shut up, Bodys in here," Dean grumbled and walked inside when a headlight shone in from the windows. What the hell?" We all looked in the same direction. Charlie ran off while we called for her, but she reappeared a second later. "It's the coroner. I got this," she whispered and was off again while we entered the morgue. Sam and I stayed on guard duty while Dean looked for the body. "The hell? It's empty." Dean called behind us. I walked over, flipping through some paperwork, and found why it was empty. "They burned the bodies," I told Dean. "Already?" Dean asked back. "Yeah, it says something about an outbreak scenario here. Even the CDC signed off on it." I said, reading from the paper. "These folks run a tight ship," Dean mumbled; I snorted, placing the Papers back where I found them and quickly shooting a few pictures of the documents before we walked out and met up with Charlie, heading back to the bunker. Where we tried to find out what monster we were dealing with. We went through several Monsters but couldn't figure it out until Dean mentioned a Djinn. "Djinn vics don't get liquified," I mumbled.
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FanfictionKaylee is the adopted daughter of John and Mary Winchester, who took her with her from her abusive father, who just left her all alone in a haunted house when John finds her during a hunt. After many years of growing up with her brothers and losing...
