"So, we've got a location." Sam spoke the obvious, feeling that this was a waste of his time he could be practicing for his college interview.
"You're out of shape, Sammy." Charlotte told him, giving him that look as if to tell him "Don't be stupid with me."Only Uncle Bobby could give that look better than Charlotte. Dean gave Charlotte a look when she said that, suspicious as to how she knew he had run the voice mail through EMF inspection. Dean cleared his throat, feeling that he needed to cover up his suspicion by instinct, though not very well at doing so.
"I ran the tape through the EMF." Dean said shortly, playing back the tape so the back noises where put up front and the EMF filter played through a ghostly woman's voice, almost in sorrow, whispering,
"I can never go home."
"Sounds like a case." Sam said evenly, his shoulders giving a slight shrug.
"A spirit too." Charlotte said with excitement, rubbing her hands together in anticipation. It'd been a while since she had a case with the brothers and it was always better than being alone on a case. Dean smiled at her antics and like Sam did after a slight roll of the eyes and spoke
"One condition."
The other two looked at him expectantly, awaiting his condition. "I have to get back by Monday." He explained generally. Charlotte sighed, she knew it had been wishful thinking to think that Sam would resume hunting regularly with them. Nonetheless, in two days she'd be stuck with Dean, tending to their awkward explanations.
"Why?" Dean asked, an eyebrow raised as he turned his head to get a better look at Sam and whether his posture would suggest he was lying through an excuse or if he was actually needed back here on Monday.
"Interview." Sam replied, half wanting it to be important, for his big brother to be impressed, half of him screaming for him to shut up and make the less of the news as possible in fear it would break an argument out of his brother and him. But, in truth, Sam had gotten such a high score on his LSAT; he got a full ride at Stanford Law, all but requiring an interview. Both Charlotte and Dean gave a shrug and said in harmony,
"Skip it." Assuming it was a job interview, also knowing that Sam had the skill, brains, and grades to get a big and better job than the one that was probably offered to him. Sam rolled his eyes and replied, assuming the front of being in terms with his future, but still impressed with himself, hoping his brother and dearest friend would assume the front he had.
"It's a college interview, and it's my whole life on a plate."
