Charlie chugged the cold coffee with one hand as she typed away on her PC. She’d been frazzled from the second she heard Mick’s voice on the phone. When he asked for the details of the case that ended the career of an FBI agent, she knew who was in danger. She’d known for a long time. She was the one who had made sure the Stynes stayed away as long as they had.
Y/N was a good woman put into an impossible situation. And she was back in that impossible situation again. Charlie had to help her again, she just didn’t know how. But there was one person who would know.
She sighed heavily as she reached for her phone, the burner one that couldn’t be traced back to her, and dialed a number. Her fingers tapped against her desk anxiously as she listened to the ringing on the other end of the phone, her toes tapping inside of her black boots.
“Charlie, what a surprise,” Mick Davies cooed as he answered the phone.
Damn so the chaos has really gone off first the fire in Sam’s office and Y/N getting taken. That fire was just to distract Dean from his task though. I can feel it.
