Disclaimer: Charlie and Lucy and Michael are still mine. Everything else is still not.
Author's Note: Not the most exciting chapter, but explains some important stuff. Remember that it's AU, so it is different than what's going on currently in the show, although it uses most of the same characters. I'm really trying to get out chapters again! Enjoy!
"Dean, it's a dead man's wallet. This seems really wrong," Lucy said worriedly. Sam had called the police about Charlie's death and Dean was going through the man's pockets before the police arrived to see if he could find anything to help them.
"I know, I know. Trust me. I would make you do it if you could. This is so wrong." Lucy glared at him as he continued. "But we need to know what Charlie found." He opened the brown, tattered leather wallet. The first thing he noticed was that the man was only carrying a single dollar bill and no credit cards. His driver's license, which Dean noticed was expired, showed that this dead man was indeed Charles Alan Phillips.
He was about to close the wallet when he noticed a picture tucked behind the license. It was their father and Charlie crouching beside an animal. Upon closer inspection, Dean realized that it was a giant black wolf, much like the one that they had tracked in Michigan and discovered to actually be the thing that had killed Mary, although this one did seem a bit smaller.
"Check this out," Dean said, holding up the photo so Lucy could see.
"Damn. It's the same thing. Wait," Lucy said, looking closer. "Now I recognize Charlie. He and dad used to go out hunting together. I was only about four, but I remember him coming into my room late one night and telling me about this giant wolf they killed and he looked so excited. He told me that we had nothing to worry about anymore. I get it now. I was confused then, but I get it now."
"I remember Charlie now too," Sam said, entering the conversation. "He did come around a lot when we were younger. Do you think Dad knew that the thing that killed Mom and Jess could turn into a wolf and he believed that he and Charlie had killed it that night?"
"Seems quite likely," Dean replied. "I wonder when they found out that they were wrong. And I wonder of maybe…maybe this wasn't just a wolf, like the thing we killed."
"You're thinking that the one that Dad and Charlie killed was one of those things?" Lucy asked.
"Yeah, like Meg and maybe even Michael. I mean, who knows how many siblings Meg actually had. The wolf in this picture is smaller. It would make sense that he was less important if he was smaller."
"Look at Charlie's face in the picture," Lucy said, indicating the deceased man in the photograph. He looks like he did just now, right before he died. He looks like he's pale and out of breath."
"Charlie found another wolf," Sam said.
"Yep. He thought that it was dead when they killed it before, but now he's found out that there's another one. You know, I bet if we do a little research, we'll find isolated events of other great black wolf attacks."
"We're one step closer, guys," Dean said confidently. "Looks like we have to hunt us another Great Black Wolf." Sam and Lucy began to feel confidence too as they heard the police arrive.