A/N: So I wanted to start off this chapter with a thank-you to for being honest, that was his/her honest opinion, and I'm grateful for it. So thank-you, my writing isn't for everyone.
Dean wasn't sure what he should make of Kelly's comment about Charlie, he knew that she had done some pretty freaky things in the past, but running away with a drug dealer? That was just stupid. Dean decided that maybe he should look up her parents, and try to find out who she left with.
Dean was sitting in his motel room looking up Charlie's parents, he thought that he found them in Edmonton, her father was unemployed, formerly a logger, until he won the lottery, and her mother ran various charities, with her new husband, a plastic surgeon named Dr. John Collins.
He wasn't sure about approaching her parents, so he tried to tap into the RCMP database, but Sam was always the one that did that kind of stuff, he barely knew how to work a CD player, and even that was thanks to Charlie.
"Dean?"
"Yea?" Dean asked from where he was sitting in the living room of the apartment he shared with Charlie, trying to hack into the FBI's database and look at what they had on him and Sam.
"Are you going to come to bed any time soon? It's like three in the morning."
"Yea, just as soon as I get this."
"What are you doing?"
"Trying to hack into the FBI's database."
"Give me the computer."
Dean gave her the computer, and in under two minutes she had a screen with a picture of his face on the screen. There were a list of offences, breaking and entering several times, theft, credit card fraud, and the last one Charlie giggled at, public nudity.
"When were you in public naked?"
"When Sam pulled a prank on me and took all my clothes when I was showering after swimming, I had to run out to the car, and it was my unlucky day when one of the fathers of a young girl was a police officer."
"Quite a story you are, Dean Winchester."
Dean decided to call Sam.
