"You found her already?"
"Don't sweat it. I wouldn't have found her so quickly if you guys hadn't done the prep work." Charlie pointed to the laptop. "Look. June 1978. 'Jilted Bride Jumps to Death from Moving Train.' It looks like her fiancée decided to elope with the maid of honor – oh, ouch, for maid of honor, read sister!"
Dean grimaced. "Couple of douchebags."
"No kidding." Charlie read on, sighed. "She was cremated. No bones."
"Does it say where she went off the train?"
"Yeah - oh, hey, look -" She stopped, looked up, frowned. "Hey, hasn't Sam been gone kind of a long time?"
