Sunlight ¥ Dean Winchester [1]

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Charlie started to fidget and then she began to panic.

"I-I can't do this. I'm sorry I can't. I'm no spy."

"Charlie." Jessica grabbed them woman's shoulders. "Who's you're favorite Harry Potter character?"

Charlie calmed down a bit.

"Uh, Hermione."

Jessica smiled. "Did Hermione run when Sirius Black was in trouble or when Voldemort attacked Hogwarts?"

"Seriously?" Dean asked.

"Shut it." Jessica said quickly.

"No, of course not." Charlie replied.

"What did she do?" Jessica asked.

"She kicked ass." Charlie smiled. "She actually saves Harry in practically every book. And then she ends up with the wrong—"

"Stay on track." Jessica lightly chuckled. "So, she kicked ass, right? So, then, what are you gonna do?"

"I'm gonna kick it in the ass."

"Good girl." Jessica smiled again.

Charlie and Jessica then made their way into Roman enterprises.

~<•>~

Charlie and Jessica were in the elevator heading up to the fourth floor.

"You doing okay?" Jessica asked. Charlie nodded her head.

The elevator stopped and the two got out for a second while Sam prerecorded a clip. Then, they got back in and headed up to the eleventh floor.

"We're in." Charlie chuckled. "I've always wanted to say that."

"You're on the clock." Dean said. "Move."

The elevator stopped again and the two got out. As they reached a pair of glass doors, Charlie suddenly hugged the wall.

"Hey, there's a big ass guard up here, blocking the door. What do I do?"

"Just wait him out." Dean instructed.

Charlie peeked around the corner. "He's not going anywhere!"

The guard had sat down and began to read a magazine.

"Okay, uh..." Dean cleared his throat. "You work there everyday. Do you know the guy?"

"I guess." Charlie replied. "I mean, I've seen him. I've never talked to him."

"Okay, when you've seen him, does he look at you, or does he just kind of slide his eyes by?" Dean asked.

"Um... eye contact? I don't know. He always kind of smiles a bit. I don't really—"

"Good." Dean cut her off. "What you're gonna do is you're gonna walk right up to him, and you're gonna flirt your way past."

"Really Dean?" Jessica rolled her eyes.

"I can't." Charlie walked away from the wall. "He's not my type."

"You're gonna have to play through that." Dean said.

"As in, he's not a girl."

"Oh, oh." Dean was shocked by her reply. "Well then, pretend he has boobs."

"Worse."

Dean sighed in frustration. "I don't know. Um.... do you have any tattoos? Give him a little sneak peek there. All tattoos are sexy."

"Dean, you're not helping." Jessica said.

Charlie rolled her eyes. "Mine is Princess Leia in a slave bikini straddling a twenty sided die."

There was silence.

Jessica cocked a brow.

"I was drunk. It was Comic Con." Charlie confessed.

"We've all been there." Dean replied. "Okay, I'm gonna walk you trough this."

"You can do this Charlie. I'm right beside you." Jessica placed a hand on the woman's shoulder and lightly squeezed it.

Charlie took in a deep breath and let it out. "Okay." The woman walked forward and opened the glass doors.
"Here goes nothing."