"You give love a bad name!"
I moved my head and hips to the rhythm of one of my favorite songs. I havent stopped trying to make this computer work, even more since Dean not so politely kicked Cass out of the bunker because of Zeke. I took it as my mision to make something out of this old table but I wasn't having any luck.
The boys weren't home both took Kevin to a hotel since he was getting extreme cabin fever and needed a break from the angel tablet. It took Kevin a week of whining to Dean for him to finally cave and say yes. Dean wanted me to tag along with them but I had a quest and I wasn't going to give it up until I made it work.
Yes, I didn't was a technological genius but I knew my way around some programs and computers. After a couple hours I saw that the cables going into this machine actually left a trail through the bunker and to a room. My eyes got wide open when I walked into what it seemed the motherload of the table. The rough sound of the front gate being opened made my head turn. Dean and Sam were home.
"Bon Jovi fan?" Dean arched his eyebrow pointing at the ceiling.
I smirked grabbing the control and turning the music down, "It rocks... on occasions."
"That's what I say," he said before kissing me.
"Is Kevin finally happy?"
Dean shook his head, "The kid might never be happy but for the moment he has 48 hours of pay-per-porn... He'll be alright for a bit."
"Wha'ts up with this mess?" Sam asked staring at all the wires by the table.
I rolled my eyes, "Just me trying to make that piece of crap work. I did found something though."
"What?" Sam grew more interested.
Dean rose his hand, "And I found Game of Thrones."
"And I made pie," instantly his eyes sparkled and I giggled, "follow me, you guys have to see this." Both Winchesters followed me through the halls as I spoke about how the table lit up when the angels fell and I wanted to hot-wire to reverse its purpose and make it help us to find angels. "I followed the wires and it led me to here," I open the door.
The face expressions of Sam and Dean were totally different. Sam being the nerd he is, was amazed and even excited to the sight of all this ancient technology meanwhile Dean's was more confused but definitely not impressed by this discoverement. He surely was more amazed when I found out the sauna room.
"So... this was your idea?" Sam asked with doubt.
I glared at him, "No. I had a tea party with Crowley and he pitched it."
Sam rolled his eyes ignoring my sarcasm meanwhile his brother chuckled with pride.
"How would it work?" he asked.
"I have no idea," I responded in a sigh, "I've been trying all day to make it work and no luck. At first I thought the table was a computer but it was just part of it... this room is where everything is but... how to hot-wire?" I shook my head, "I'm not that qualified of a hacker."
Dean walked around the computer, touching it with its palm until he got to a spot and frowned. "It's warm here," he said grabbing a tool to open the area but he was so rough that got pushed back to the metal shelf behind it. "Got it."
I walked around and met his side, observing what it looks like light bulbs.
"That looks simple," Sam said.
"Guys..." Dean said, "I know who can help us."
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"Here she is," Sam exclaimed as he walked down the stairs with Charlie.
She waved with a big smile, "Hey!"
I greeted her with a hug first and then Dean followed thanking her for coming in.
"Not a problem, especially since I got fired last week," she said with a tad of annoyance in her tone.
Sam placed her bag on the table, "What happened?"
"Turns out the company I was working for was outsourcing child laber so, I took a big Wikileak all over that," she said with a smirk. "It's cool though, gives me time to focus on my hobbies like larping, macrame and... hunting."
"What?!" The Winchesters and I were surprised by what she just told us.
"Excuse me?! You've been doing what?!" Dean's older brother gene instantly kicked in.
She shrugged, "It was just a couple of little cases. I took down a teenage vampire and a ghost..." Her tone was low as she tried to calm the brothers down.
"Charlie..." Sam's still worried, "how'd it go?"
She tilt her head, "It was... intense but i kind of wish hunting was more... magical you know?"
I chuckled, "It's only magical when you encounter witches and not the good kind of magic." She shrugged in response. "Come on, we got something that's going to cheer you up."
She followed us to the room where the rest of the computer was. The second Charlie walked inside her eyes lit up like a christmas tree. Sam, Dean and I sat on the other side while Charlie checked out the machine.
"Sweet Ada Lovelace," she said as she stood up completely amazed. "This thing belongs in a museum, I mean it gots encryption software and it seemes to be powered by something magical."
"Skip to the end," Dean spoke.
Charlie rolled her eyes, "It's kind of an alarm system, global madness? It freaks. This computer is what locked this place down."
I stood up and walked around it, "It's there a way to make it track angels?"
At first she stared at us not actually believing us but then she cracked her knuckles and smirked. "All right, lets see what I can do." She got to work and plugged her tablet to the computer, "it took some doing but now we can download everything that this beast has and then... time for a little drag and drop."
"Wow... that's a start, thank you." Sam said and side eyes his brother, "so... you've been hunting?"
"Alone," Dean statted, his tone still on full big brother mode."
Charlie looked at us exhaling deeply, "I know... not a good idea according to the Supernatural books."
"You really can't delete those from the internet?" Sam asked.
"Not even I can do that," she replied, "come on."
"Where do you even find them?" Dean asked.
"A top-secret place I call amazon and someone uploaded all Edlund's unfinished work. I thought it was fanfic at first, but it was clearly Edlund's work," Charlie told us.
I heard their conversation not knowing what they were talking about. Books? Fan fiction? What was all of this.
"Who uploaded it?" Sam asked.
Charlie shrugged, "I don't know, their screen name was BeckyWinchester176. Ring a bell?"
I looked at Dean who instantly glared at Sam who seemes oddly nervous.
"None. Uh, Nobody's, uh, no there's no bells," Sam answered.
"Supernatural books? What's that and... do I appear?" I asked.
"Yes!" Charlie exclaimed looking at me, "but this time is only till you two stop being total dicks to each other. Seriously guys you could cut the sexual tension with a knife."
Dean and I looked at each other, sharing a small smirk and cocking an eyebrow.
Charlie looked back at the tablet, "Woah... this is going to take a while. So? Take cout? Sleep over? Braid each others hair?"
I flashed a grin while standing up, "Lucky for us... Sam's going to get take out, I made pie and Dean got Game of Thrones."
"Perfect!" Charlie did a little jump and walked out of the room.
After Sam took care of take out, we all gathered in one of the rooms where I put a flat screen tv and a couch for these type of nights. We watched a couple hours of Game of Thrones and then we went back to the room to see the download.
"The hell is that?" I exclaimed staring at the grey and gross looking layers on the wall.
It turned out that decades ago a girl from literally the book of Oz and the evil witch were stuck in this bunker, both binded by a spell. What we thought it was going to be an uneventful evening turned out to be a case in our own home. Charlie found a way to kill the witch but it killed her in the process but for our luck, we have an angel on our corner.
"You are sure that's where you want to go?" I ask Charlie as she followed the hunter, "Heard there is a lot of flying monkeys."
Charlie smiled wide, "Promise?"
I chuckled, hugging her tightly. "I will miss you."
"Me too, the three of you," she glanced over my shoulder and to the boys, "take care of each other."
"Always," we said.