Morning in the Bunker

by Rosepixie

A series of very short stories about characters from Supernatural in the morning (not all are in the bunker). There is very little plot, but it is safe to assume that the stories all take place on the same morning, so small connections may become evident. I have no current plans to expand any of these, but may continue to add more of them over time.

1. Charlie

Charlie felt the sun on the outside of her eyelids and debated whether or not to open them. If yesterday had been all a dream, then she would have to accept that it hadn't really happened when she opened her eyes and she really didn't want it to have been a dream. Well, the part where she had died could be a dream (although, it did seem like Heaven was pretty cool). But even if it was real, the dying part was probably ok. She had somehow come back to life. Or maybe Dorothy had lied and she hadn't died at all. Well, whatever happened she was clearly alive now (since she probably wouldn't have been able to feel the sun if she had died), so it didn't matter. That meant that she really didn't want it to have all been a dream.

On the other hand, if it hadn't been a dream then it meant that she was where she had always dreamed of going, where she could have real adventures. She probably couldn't ever see anyone that she cared about again. There was money enough for her mom's care to be covered for as long as she needed it, but Charlie was going to miss going and reading to her. The reading always made her sad, but it was much better than not seeing her at all. She would miss her mom. More than she already did. But her mom would want her to leap at the chance for an adventure!

Charlie took a deep breath and opened her eyes . . .