A/N I fully blame this on Omegle because of a particular conversation with two people. But yes, I've written it and I will continue it occasionally when I get bored and want SPN lesbian action. Someone mentioned it in passing and I just about cried. This is Charlie/Becky and God help me I love it so much.

Charlie turned on her laptop and smiled fondly when she realized she has thirteen new emails from Becky Rosen. Yes, she's absolutely adorable! Charlie will never regret her friendship with this incredibly cute stalker. They had met through Sam and Dean by accident, Sam was trying to get rid of Becky who was trying to apologize for drugging him and tying him to a bed while Dean was attempting to get Charlie's help on Dick. It was love at first sight for Charlie, but for Becky it was just another girl she can try to talk to about Wincest… with the boy right there. So Charlie gave Becky her number and, after some pleading, also gave her email.

Most of the emails from Becky consisted of asking what Charlie if she's written any Wincest lately or if she's still shipping Destiel harder, and then there's the occasional 'how are you doing' but this is Becky so those are rare at best. But Charlie was amused and made sure to respond to each and every email, never repeating what she said once, always coming up with something new and witty. It helps that she thinks about what Hermione would say in this situation.

Becky responded within thirty seconds of the first email demanding to know if Charlie has updated one of her Wincest fanfictions. She only writes because Becky demands it and because the fangirl showers Charlie with compliments, so naturally she wants to show off a bit and try to keep on her good side, but that's easy. Dr. Pepper and a laptop and Becky will be entertained for hours and so happy she'll love anyone.

Charlie just hopes that eventually that love will turn into lesbian love and Becky will look away from gay porn for one second and maybe… just maybe… glance at Charlie and see everything she's ever wanted in a girl. Yep, that'd be pretty fucking cool. But she's not holding her breath just yet. So now she writes porn about guys she knows screwing each other just to make the girl of her dreams happy. Life's a bitch.

She took a deep breath and ran a hand through her red hair; she'll probably put it up soon to prepare for another long night of writing Wincest. She usually ties it up in a bun and puts in chopsticks because Becky says it makes her look cool, especially with the glasses off, but Charlie always keeps the glasses when writing. It helps her concentrate, and makes her feel more studious. Although she's never studied a day in her life… unless it was to write a certain type of alternate universe fanfic like if she puts Sam and Dean in a doctor setting or gives one of them cancer or something like that, then she'll have to do research on it to make sure she's got all her facts straight before the porn.

That's when she got the phone call, so without missing a beat, Charlie answered the call and put it on speaker. "Hey there Becky, I'm working on the Doctor Sexy AU now so no worries." She smiled and began to type away at her keyboard. Writing porn about two guys is sexy, whether or not she likes boys. She can appreciate it and can definitely tell when a guy is hot; she's a lesbian, not blind. Sam and Dean are hot, and even though she prefers a little Cas and Dean action, she doesn't mind thinking about the brothers together, no matter how controversial that would be. Becky certainly doesn't care and really? That's all Charlie needs.

"You are, like the bestest friend a girl could ask for!" Becky cried, practically screaming over the other end making Charlie smile and shrug.

"I know."

"No, seriously, this is the best thing that anyone's ever done for me! I used to date the guy who wrote the Supernatural series and even he didn't want to write for me… so this… this is… this is…"

"Breathe Becky…"

Charlie could hear her breathing laboriously on the other line, cute, real cute. Eventually she's going to have to get over this obsession but right now Charlie really doesn't mind. Not about her obsession with Becky or Becky's obsession with Wincest. It's just something she's come to expect and as long as Becky's happy, Charlie can be happy too.

"Do you want anything? Anything at all? I'll get it for you, even if I have to rob a bank or break into the white house!" The scary part is, Becky is most definitely telling the truth. Charlie can respect that but she won't use it. She's not a terrible person, even though she hacks into files she shouldn't and occasionally cheats the system… and yet Becky has never asked Charlie why she doesn't have a job… and how she can afford her one bedroom apartment, Netflix, six twelve-packs of Dr Pepper, a 3D TV, and not to mention her vast collection of both Star Wars and Star Trek memorabilia.

"Just your lily white ass over here, cupcake," Charlie smiled, easily flirting with Becky. It's shameless and what she does best. Of course it's mostly teasing, saying things like 'love muffin' and 'sugarplum.' It always makes Becky a little flustered for a moment, as if no one has ever flirted with her before and then she'll blow it off and continue the conversation, exactly where they left off.

"Are we going to watch a movie or have a fanfiction and slash night?" Becky asked, her voice getting shrill in her excitement, it's another one of the quirks Charlie loves. Yep, she's smitten.

"You want the latter more."

"Yes, yes I really, really, do."

"Then we'll talk about slash. We'll go between Wincest and Destiel until we pass out on my incredibly large Princess Leia bed."

It really does sound like a fantasy, indulging all of Becky's fantasies over Dr Pepper and lounging around on Charlie's bed, enjoying the moment. This is the longest she's ever waited for sex, hell; it's the longest she's waited to ask a girl out. But this is Becky Rosen and… she's not interested in girls, or straight guys… She's interested in Sam Winchester and there is no way in hell Charlie Bradbury can compete with that. So she won't. She'll just stay friend zoned and enjoy the UST feels she has until the day she dies.

All the while having sex with any other girl because Charlie may be smitten, but she's human too. She'll go out there and have fun, but of course that little gay porn addict will always be on her mind. It'll take the fun out of a lot of things, like having sex with a homophobic Republican's daughter, but she'll manage.

"I'll be right over!" Instantly the line dropped leaving Charlie three minutes to continue writing as much as she can before Becky lets herself in using the key Charlie had given her months ago. Yeah, she's been friend zoned for months. It's almost been a full year actually. That's not awkward at all…

Turning to the page she started to type as quickly as she could. Smut scenes aren't really her thing, not between two guys anyway, so she keeps a hidden stash of Anna/Jo porn she writes for the hell of it. It's on a different fanfiction account, one that Becky doesn't know… but yeah, it's like making herself into an angel and having Becky as a hunter, it's like an AU of their lives. They even look somewhat alike, what with Charlie and Anna both having red hair while Jo and Becky have light hair and slim bodies. Anna and Charlie might actually have similar body types too actually… so it works. It really works.

Becky may have rubbed off on Charlie… just slightly.

Just when Charlie finished the scene about Sam and Dean in the elevator, Becky entered the house looking like Christmas as she ran over to check to see how far Charlie's gotten. At first it was kind of creepy writing two guys she knows having sex but after a while, she got used to it and even used what she knows about them to write it all out. "Charlie… look at your word count." Becky said slowly, her eyes wide and lips pressed tightly together.

Words: 6,969

"I love writing." Charlie informed Becky with a smirk then saved the fanfic. That's a good enough ending spot anyway. Dean hates chick flick moments and that was just complete and utter Wincest porn with them dressed up as doctors and in the elevator. She pretty much wrote seven thousand words of sex and it's just making her feel very accomplished with her day. Sure she could have hacked into the Pentagon to find out what this year's load of shit will be but instead she wrote porn for Becky Rosen, definitely a better pastime as she imagines what Becky will be doing to herself while she reads these fanfics.

There's a reason why Becky never reads fanfiction at Charlie's house, and yes, it turns her on and makes her want to install video cameras in Becky's room but… there's a line. It's an invisible line but it still exists which means she shouldn't cross it. Probably shouldn't. Mostly shouldn't. No… no… she will not cross that line… anytime soon.

"So should we go upstairs?" Becky asked, already helping herself to a Dr Pepper. It's like an addiction. She even has two or three in her purse at all times just in case the one she's currently drinking runs out before she can get home to restock. Luckily Charlie figured this out fairly quickly and always makes sure to stock up for just in case Becky finally decides she wants to spend the night. So far she always goes home, even if it's five in the morning.

"Yep but since this is my house we talk about Destiel first. Okay?" Charlie asked with a slight smile making Becky turn to her with a strange look on her face, half thinking and half hesitating. It fits her though, like everything. She's like an open book that Charlie really wants to open just a little bit more… around the thighs but can't quite get there…

"I've been thinking about a new pairing lately though… you might like this one. I know you go out with girls a lot." Becky said slowly making Charlie's eyes soften. So Becky knows? Is that why she never spends the night and gets all flustered whenever Charlie flirts? It would make sense but… why hasn't she mentioned it before? She might not care. That would make sense. After all, it would be kind of hypocritical to be okay with Dean and Sam having a romantic relationship but not Charlie and some random girls.

"Oh really?" Yeah, there was no voice crack in that one… if Becky didn't notice something earlier then she sure as hell should be noticing now. But Becky didn't say anything; she just stared at nothing, as though trying to decide whether or not to spit it out.

"Yeah… I mean, I've considered it before but I didn't dig too much into it because of Wincest winning my heart and all… but I mean, it would work. They're never together in the books or in real life but… it would be interesting if they were."

"Becky… this does nothing to help me. Just tell me the pairing."

"It's Anna and Jo."

No one said anything for a while which makes sense because this is Charlie's favorite Supernatural pairing and to have Becky agree with liking it is almost like a dream come true! Almost… because Charlie's dreams would involve a bit less clothing and a lot more exercise but still. This is good. This is very good.

"Becky… just to let you know… I might ship us. Jo and Anna? It's like an AU version of you and me."

Shit, she said that out loud.