"Hey, (y/n), wake up! I'm starving!" The voice of your brother wakes you up next morning.

"What time is it?" You grunt and cover your face with the blanket.

"It's already 10 so move your ass." Charlie pulls down your blanket.

"Heey!" You angrily sit up and make your way to the bathroom. You brush your hair and make a ponytail. You put on your favorite jeans and a black t-shirt.

"Let's go!" You shout and open the door of your room. On the way to some diner you talk with your brother about the research he did last night.

"I haven't found anything useful." He sighs.

"How come? This case sucks!" You exclaim and frown. You have never seen anything like this case. A dead girl was found in her room. But of course it wasn't normal. She was tied to a chair and died because of starvation and dehydration. You would think that it was a normal sick murder, if she didn't die in just one night. How could she possibly die because of dehydration and lack of food in one night? That's a freaking mystery!

"I think, that we should go to her apartment again tonight. Maybe we missed something and without the cops it'll be easier to focus on our stuff…" You look at your brother, waiting for his response.

"You are right." He sighs and pulls over in a parking lot in front of a diner.

The day passes quite slowly. You stay the whole day in your motel room and try to find something useful for the case. Of course you don't find anything.

When it gets dark, you and your brother set out to the apartment of the victim. Your brother unlocks the door and both of you quietly step inside. Once you turn on your flashlights you start looking for something weird.

The creepy puppets in the shelves freak you out a bit. After you saw Child's Play, you don't trust dolls anymore.

"Hey, Charlie! Come here!" You whisper.

"What?" He asks behind your back. But before you can say anything to him, you hear voices in front of the door.

"Come on Sammy! Hurry up!" A man says and his voice sounds familiar to you. You look at your brother in shock. He gestures you to go closer to the door. Each of you stands on one side, holding your guns. Luckily the door opens out of the apartment; otherwise it would hit you your nose. When the door opens, you wait a bit, until the people enter the room.

You dramatically jump from your hiding place and point your gun at them. Charlie follows your steps.

"Woah! What the hell are you doing here?" Dean asks you. You take out your fake FBI badge.

"We are FBI Agents, what do you want here?" You ask them.

"Yeah sure. FBI Agents who don't switch on the lights and use flashlights instead? You are hunters as well." Dean crosses his arms on his chest. You look at your brother, who nods. You lower your gun and put your badge back in your pocket.

"I guess we have the same case then." Charlie says, putting his gun behind his jeans. Dean and Sam step inside and close the door behind them.

"So are Dean and Sam your real names?" You ask them, smiling. You haven't met some hunters in a long time.

"Yeah, we are Winchesters, maybe you have heard about us." Sam looks at you.

"Nope, sorry guys." Charlie grabs you by your waist, which is unusual. You look at your brother in a silent question. What the hell are you doing? He just shakes his head and looks back at the Winchesters.

"Do you know anything what could help me and my girlfriend? We got kinda stuck." Charlie says. You look at him in shock! He wants to play a couple in front of hunters?! You know, that he feels your gaze in his face, but he doesn't look at you.

"Well I think that we should cooperate now. It's not your case, but case of all of us." Dean says, narrowing his eyes on your brother.

"Ok." Charlie sighs and let go of you. You go away from him and let the boys talk. It's not like you would be embarrassed in front of other men. You are just so mad at Charlie for doing this to you. You could have some fun with the guys, but because he said to them that you are his girlfriend, you can't flirt with them anymore! They would find it suspicious.

You walk back to the shelves with the puppets, looking for an old one or just a weird one. After a while you find a creepy old puppet in pink dress with blonde hair and a crack in her head. You want to take her, but you can't reach there. You grunt in frustration, standing on tip toes.

"You need a hand with that?" Dean says behind your back. You turn around too fast than you can handle, so you fall on him, but he catches you in his strong hands.

"Sorry." You say, blushing as hell.

"No problem." He takes the puppet, standing too close to you, making your heart beating faster.

"You think it could be cursed or something?" He asks you, pointing his flashlight on it.

"Yeah, we should take it to the motel and investigate it." You grab it from his hands. He frowns at you, but you ignore him.

"Why don't we just burn it?" Dean asks you quietly.

"It doesn't always work. It doesn't have to be a ghost, Dean." You say as you walk to Charlie.

"Hey, look at this, what do you think?" You ask him, patting his shoulder. He turns to you and takes the puppet from your hands. He examines it for a while and then puts out his EMF meter. It doesn't surprise you when it shows a high number.

"Hey guys." You gesture to the Winchester.

"I think (y/n) found it." Charlie gives them the puppet and shows them how the EMF meter reacts.

"OK, should we burn it or better do a research?" Sam asks.

"I would do the research first." You nod at him. So you and the Winchester get out of the apartment and you lock the door behind you. Charlie is waiting for you, looking at you suspiciously. The Winchester went already forward.

"What?" You ask him, raising your eyebrow.

"You like him, don't you?" Charlie smirks at you. You feel the blush creeping on your cheeks. Dammit! He always knows!

"What are you talking about?" You put your hands on your hips. Play it cool.

"Stop acting like you don't know! I saw you blushing, when Dean just touched your shoulder." He laughs at you.

"Ok maybe I like him, but you ruined it for me! He knows that I'm taken."

"I know. I did it on purpose. I don't want any guys touch my little sister." He playfully strokes your hair and walks away.

"You're such an ass!" You kick him in his butt,and keep running. On your way you run past Winchesters, hearing Charlie behind you.

"You're gonna so pay for that!" He shouts after you. You just giggle and run to the car. Although Charlie is such a jerk, you love him.

Before you get to the car, he catches you and throws you over his shoulder.

"Oh my God, Charlie, put me down! We're in public." You punch him into his back, but because he is so much stronger than you, he doesn't care.

"Ohh, so you mind when I do this to you in public? Or because it's in front of Dean?" He laughs.

"Shut up! He could hear us!" You angrily whisper into his shoulder. He laughs even more but puts you down. You look very funny, when the boys approach you. Your hair is messy, your face is red and you have a funny smile on your face. Dean chuckles, when he sees you but doesn't say anything and Sam just smiles at you.

AN: Is anybody reading this?:D