A/N: Hey guys. I know I haven't updated in a while but that's because I'm in the middle of exams. Fortunately I'm on a week-long half term break now so I still need to revise but I will have more free time in the evenings. After that it's only two more weeks of intensive exams and then I'm completely free. So this one's likely to be short, but from June 16th onwards I will have much, much more time. This was written for the Supernatural Creations Challenge on Tumblr. I chose the character Charlie Bradbury and my prompt was 9x04, Slumber Party.
Thanks to Guest (x2), Tuesday Too, deadone1013 and Dragonsrule18 for the recent reviews and to everyone who reads this!
It wasn't that hunting's boring. Far from it, in fact. Hunting's just… very samey. Research, identify the monster, track the monster, kill it, clean up, repeat. It gets tedious after a while, and it didn't help that Charlie kept to the smaller hauntings and the occasional vampire whilst she got used to the job. She wasn't quite suicidal enough to try for anything bigger solo.
Charlie grew up on myths. From an early age she was reading about the adventures of hobbits and dwarves and dragons and those stories were the things she held onto in the months and years after her parents' accident and subsequent deaths. So finding out they were all, in fact, real had excited Charlie more than she could explain. Sure, she was scared that shape-shifting Levia-thingys led by her own boss were trying to kill the whole world but she had to admit that the world of the supernatural thrilled her. She tried to ignore it and go back to her life, but it kept finding her so she gave up and started trying to learn as much as she could, eventually embarking on her own hunting career. Which is how she ended up here, not bored, but tired of all the sameness, and wishing for her own quest like the ones she had read about as a child.
Meeting Dorothy in real life had been an interesting experience to say the least. The hardened, badass, fairly attractive hunter she had met hadn't exactly been the soft, wistful child she had read about in the books. It was gratifying, however, to have one of her childhood heroes call her a genius and pretty much follow her lead in defeating the Wicked Witch of the West. It certainly made a change from the usual salt and burn gig.
Charlie had waited her whole life for adventure of some sort. She had been on the run since she was 12, and, when she finally realised that quests and adventures just didn't exist, she had always wished for something more than the 9-5 desk job she had scored with Roman Enterprises. She had got what she wanted with hunting, but it was still lacking some magic, some excitement that she had initially thought it would bring to her life. Now she was being asked to go to Oz and it was all she had ever wanted and… she didn't know.
It wasn't that she didn't want to go. She did, honestly, but she wasn't sure if she could just drop everything and leave. She didn't have much of a life outside of LARPing and hunting, but she had kind of-sort of-not really settled down. But she had friends here. Sam and Dean were good men, and what if they needed her and she was away in Oz and couldn't help them? Still… They were capable hunters and she wouldn't get a chance like this again. She had a feeling that if she turned this opportunity down she would regret it for the rest of her life, however long that may be.
One look at that yellow brick road and the Emerald City assured her she had made the right decision. A smile spread wide across her face as the promise and danger and excitement and adventure lay ahead of her. She heard the door slam shut behind her and Charlie sighed in exhilaration as she set off on her very first quest.
A/N: Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed! Just thought I'd let you know that I handed in the piece I wrote last chapter and it got 36 marks out of 40! Add that to the 38 I got on the first section of the paper and I ended up with 74/80 as my final mark which I'm pretty happy with! Too bad it wasn't my real exam, but it's encouraging. Thanks again for reading and please leave a review if you have a moment. Bye!
