The Free Will League?

Charlie sighed and tapped her pen against the top of the book she was reading. This was so tedious, even though she normally enjoyed reading.

Then again, usually her beloved Internet didn't fail her.

Sam and Dean were off on a case, but she and Cas had stayed home so they marathon Doctor Who in preparation of the upcoming new season. The boys had intended to be home by the time they got to the newer stuff, as they had all decided that it would be best to start Dean on the new stuff and then let him go through the classic stuff by himself. He was still miffed about how they had messed with him by using the actor's name to represent times, but he had been excited to watch something new.

However, it hadn't been a simple salt and burn like they had thought, so Charlie and the angel were stuck on research duty. It didn't help that all sorts of new baddies had been crawling out of their holes ever since the Darkness was unleashed. It made it harder to find information on them, even with the Internet. Cas was actually really helpful with these sorts of things, but even some of this stuff were things he had only heard about.

Plus, since the case was in Maine, it would take too long to drive out to assist them.

Charlie sighed again and thumped her head on the table. She couldn't believe she hadn't been able to find anything on the Internet that matched the description of what was being caused. Usually there was some crazy guy out there who had ranted about it and could provide a clue, but there was nothing.

"Oh, I see."

Charlie looked up at Castiel's words, and saw him pulling out his cell phone. His eyes looked down at the page of the book that was open on his lap.

"Figure it out?" She asked hopefully.

"Yes. I'm surprised we didn't think of it before, but I believe I've found it." He punched in a number and brought his phone up to his ear.

"Hello, Dean. I think I've found it." Charlie listened in on Cas's side of the conversation. "Did you notice any hoof prints by any chance around the lake where people are being killed? Then, that confirms my hypothesis. You are dealing with a kelpie. It's a water creature that can shapeshift, though it normally takes the form of a horse with a mane of water reeds. It lures people onto its back with a type of hypnosis, then drags its victim underwater and eats it, letting what's not eaten float to the top." He paused as Dean, or maybe Sam if it was on speaker, said something. "I was getting to that." He huffed. "You can tame it by slipping a bridle over its head, but I assume you don't want to do that. To kill it, you need to draw it out of the water and then stab it in the heart with a Celtic blade doused in the water of its home. You got that?" He waited as the information was repeated back to him. "Good."

Cas hung up the phone, and turned to Charlie with a smile. She gladly returned it and stretched.

With a quiet thump, she closed the book and stood. "Looks like the day is saved."

"It will be one they take care of it." Cas corrected slightly. "But they know the means of doing so now."

"Ah." Charlie sunk down into the actually comfortable seat of the couch. She didn't touch any of the remote controls though, despite the fact that she knew that the next episode of Doctor Who was ready and waiting in the DVD player. She just wanted a moment to rest after their research session.

Castiel sat down next to her, though he did so with a lot more grace than she did. He tended to be like that unless he was so worn down that he just collapsed. Luckily, nothing like that had happened since his proper Grace had been restored.

Charlie stared off into space, not really thinking about anything in particular. It was fine to do every once in a while, and it helped her focus on things that had been nagging at the back of her brain, but she hadn't really had time to address.

Now, her earlier comment came back to her, and a thought that had been knocking around in her head.

"We're kind of like superheroes." She said. "Vigilantes like Batman, with none of the recognition." She wrinkled her nose a bit. "Though we fight the supernatural, not aliens or villains." She gave a look towards Cas, hoping he would either confirm or deny the aliens comment. She wasn't going to give up so easily.

Castiel hummed a bit. "Yes, I suppose that argument could be made." He agreed. "Though I feel like you are aiming to a different point."

"Well," Charlie sat up and turned toward him, "if we're superheroes, then we need superhero names and a name for our team."

Cas frowned. "I thought we were Team Free Will?"

"Yeah, I guess." Charlie waved her hand to brush that aside. "But most teams would have names like: Free Will League, the Demon Hunters, or maybe Hunters United?"

Cas gave her an unimpressed look. "That last one sounds like some sort of union for hunters." She grimaced as, yes, that really wasn't her best. "Besides, if you don't like Team Free Will," and his tone suggested that he liked just fine, "then we could also be considered Men and Women of Letters."

"Ugh. Yeah, I guess." Charlie brushed back some hair that had fallen in her face. After all, so what if they already had several options for awesome superhero team names? There was the other issue to deal with though. "What about superhero names?"

"That is a bit more difficult." Cas admitted. He looked thoughtful. "It is to my understanding that most superhero names are either codenames from their organization or are given to them by the public or newspapers."

"Oh, yeah. Most don't get to choose." Charlie hadn't thought of that.

"If we go by the newspapers…" Cas trailed off a bit, still pondering the issue. "Then, Dean and Sam are murdering psychopaths who keep on being declared dead and turning out to not be dead. You are the gracious queen of a LARP group. And I am a religious nut job who killed motivational speakers and untruthful priests while declaring myself God." He was silent for a moment, before turning towards the redhead. "We aren't really given titles, but I don't any of us want to have superhero names associated with those things."

Charlie noticed that her jaw had dropped at some point during Castiel's analysis. She shut it with a small click. She had forgotten that those things had happened, but he really was right. After all, she would want to keep LARPing as part of her secret identity, and the boys and angel wouldn't want to be reminded of such things.

"But we're not them, so we can choose." Charlie quickly said. She wanted to keep away from dark thoughts at the moment.

"If you want to, I guess we can." Cas shrugged, at least willing to humor her. Well, she was going to take it for what it was worth.

"So what should it be…" Charlie thought hard about it.

"These names are also derived from a person's abilities or features, so…" Cas stared at her like he was looking into her soul. "Perhaps your name could be the Red Tornado."

Charlie blinked. She kind of liked the sound of that. "Any reason why?"

"Well, you can be quite the force of nature when angered. Also, you've been to Oz, which someone traditionally gets to through tornado." Cas explained. "And of course, your hair is red."

She liked the name even better now. Charlie smiled. "Okay, I'll take that. Now, let's move onto you."

"I can't think of anything." Cas frowned. "Dean calls me Mr. Comatose sometimes. Would that count?"

"That doesn't count." Charlie quickly said. She gave it a thought. Cas's most notable feature was probably his ever-present trenchcoat. However, he was also an angel, which was pretty big both in terms of power and significance. "How about Fallen Angel? That is what you are."

Cas tilted his head as he thought about it. "I find that acceptable. After all, I have no regrets about falling."

"Great. Now we just have to do the boys." Charlie gleefully rubbed her hand together, getting into it.

"I think that the Righteous Man already suits Dean as a superhero name." Castiel pointed out. "I know he doesn't like it, but it is what he is."

"Yeah, Dean can keep the name." She agreed. It was probably the most superhero like one out of all of them. Dean hadn't wanted the name, but it still had been thrust on him. That left…

"Crowley often refers to Sam as Moose." Cas suggested.

"Yeah, but we need more than that." Charlie said. She crossed her legs and tapped her finger against her knee in thought. "We need to put something before Moose or after it."

They pondered this for a moment.

"Majestic Moose?" Charlie finally said.

Cas nodded. "I think we found it." He picked up the remote. "Can we watch Doctor Who now?" He flashed her those puppy eyes which showed just how much he wanted to watch it.

"Sure, go ahead and turn it on." She picked up her sketchpad. "I'm gonna design us some costumes."

Cas rolled his eyes a bit, but left her to it. She smiled as the sounds of Doctor Who drifted from the television while she started a sketch of the elder Winchester.

They were going to have the better outfits than any Marvel or DC team out there.

AN: Not really the best segue, but I tried my best. I basically just wanted to do a chapter where they come up with superhero names.

On another note, my mom's been moved into hospice care, so although I've got the next one-shot almost done, I don't know when I'll post it. It's a short one too.