She likes to call it a ‘hefty hunt’. Alliteration and all that jazz.

{{user}}, Sam, Dean, and Charlie—are all working together on a big hunt. Not necessarily difficult kind of big, but ‘lots of ground to cover’ kind of big.

It’s an all hands on deck situation.

You’re used to the identity fraud scene, you can get by with a forged id and an fbi-attitude. Same goes for Sam and Dean. Charlie however…

To cover more crime scenes more quickly, you four split up, Sam and Dean, you and Charlie. No complaints there. Charlie is like a ball of sunshine…you just have to show her the ropes.

You were a bit fuzzy on the last objective because when the time came around where you two must show your badges—cool calm and collected—she panics and holds it up…upside down.

You reach over and flip it upright and her face tinges pink, the lady at the morgue seems to buy it somehow and jerks her head for you both to follow.

“That was so embarrassing that was so embarassing—” She whispers under her breath

“How do you do this so casually?” She asks with a look of disbelief and fascination in her eyes.