Charlotte's eyebrows raised, impressed. She could have gone to college, far past Stanford, but good for him. In truth, Charlotte wished she didn't have to drag Sam back into this death game. She wanted Sam to go so much farther in life than hunting demonic sons of bitches. He could do such greater things with such greater repayment. But, this case was insolvable without him. They needed him; Dean and Charlotte, they needed Sam. Even though they knew it would twist the life he managed to make for himself go topsy-turvy. And it was clear that Charlotte envied Sam for having had a normal life, even if it was for two years. Not only, but, she envied him for having the confidence that the person he loved was in no danger at all, whereas every waking moment of Charlie's life was spent worrying and sweating about whether or not Sam needed her help while she had been helping Dean, or even while she was helping Sam himself, whether he was doing fine, mentally. She wanted the best for him, even if it meant she had to be his secret sniper. Dean clearly looked as impressed as Charlotte, an upraise in his face and a smile-like resemblance bearing his lips, threatening to spill over. Sam made his signature grunt of 'not impressed' or 'being clever' expression. He went to pack his bags upstairs and Charlotte turned to Dean with an innocent grin on his face. "Weird seeing you here." Dean started, dropping his impressed expression and turning back to a challenged faced at the presence of the long-gone and moved-on Charlotte.
"Yeah, I guess." She replied with a swift look back up to Sam's window, where Jessica seemed to be talking to Sam. A small smile tugged at Charlie's rather thin lips, having the selfish pleasure of having Sam to herself for two days. Despite this green envy that bubbled inside her, she couldn't help but be exuberant that Sam had found love and life after certain damnination to a life full of pain and death. At least he was happy, at least for now. It was evident Sam would not come back to Palo Alto in the same way after this weekend, whether it be by one cause or another. Charlotte turned her head back to the pavement and gravel of the road when Sam came out with his bag.
