"Call Cas again and ask him AGAIN if she left anything behind that might give us some clue to where she might have gone." Dean was pushing the Impala to go as fast as it could.
"Dean, he said there were no clues. She just left when he took Rowena for her walk." Sam glanced over at Dean when he said that to see a small, fleeting laugh get stifled at the thought of Castiel having to take a witch for a walk. Sam's phone buzzes and he looks at it to see that it's Charlie. "Charlie, where are you? Dean knows about everything and to say he's pissed at us all is an understatement."
"Um, at . . . a motel . . . the Blackbird. Sam, someone is here. He thinks I have the book." He could hear her shuffling around and a door being shut. "I don't have the book. I left it with Cas and ginger witch. All I have are scans of every page and my notes." She was trying to whisper.
He could imagine her trying to be as small as possible hiding from the monster tracking her. He looked at Dean who was getting angrier by the second. He put the phone on speaker. "If you have the book or any part of that book, give it to them. Don't be a hero!"
Dean glanced at Sam. "What BOOK? Does Charlie have the Book of the Damned with her? You know that is what this bastard is after! Damn it, Sam!"
"No, Dean," Charlie whispered into her phone. "I don't have it. I just," they could hear her shuffling around clicking keys on her laptop as she whispered to them. "I just . . . I have my notes." They could hear the monster banging on the door to the bathroom. Dean could hear Charlie let out a bit of a scared sob. She paused to get her wits enough about her to send everything she translated to Sam in encoded emails. "Dean, I have nothing to give him! I'm not giving a monster my laptop!"
Sam looked at the phone and yelled at her as the Impala's engine revved louded. "Then give them your notes, Charlie! Give them the code . . . whatever they want!"
"No, Sam! We're saving Dean! I figured it all out! I refuse to give him any of it." They heard him banging louder, yelling at her to open the damn door and face her fate.
Dean had enough of this. He was not about to lose the one woman in the whole world that he considered his sister. "Charlie, I don't know what the hell is going on. I don't know what you translated or what you and Sam THINK you are going to accomplish but you need to listen to me. Give whoever that is whatever they want. You understand? Charlie?!"
Charlie watched her laptop to make sure that everything was sent and also backed up to her cloud server. She smashed the laptop on the side of the sink, destroying any way for the incoming monster from being able to access the information she translated from the book. "I can't do that, Dean, and I won't."
He heard the door crash open, Charlie let out a scream, and a single gunshot before the line went dead. "CHARLIE! SON OF A BITCH!" Dean pushed the Impala as fast as she could go until they saw the motel off the interstate. He pulled the car into the parking lot right up to the room with the broken door. He took a deep breath as he turned off the engine. "Sam, if anything happened to her because we have this DAMN Winchester curse to do everything to save the other one, I …."
"I know, Dean. It's all on me."
They got out of the car and Dean pulled the First Blade out of the back seat. "Yet another thing that Crowley says is a Winchester downfall...our guilt that everything is always our fault." They breached the doorway and the smell of blood hit them in the face. Dean saw the body laying in the bathroom doorway. As he walked to it, he braced himself. He just knew this was the last time he would see her.
"Dean? Is that you?" He heard a little voice come out of the bathroom willing him to move faster. He saw her emerge from the bathroom. She had a little blood splatter on her face but as far as he could tell, she was whole. He could see that she was shaking, still holding the gun he recognized as Sam's backup piece in her hand. As soon as she made it past the body on the floor, she ran into Dean's arms. "I did it! I killed the bastard!" She cried into Dean's chest. He just held her close, saying a silent prayer to whoever was listening thanking them for letting her survive this.
Dean started to lead her outside towards the car as Sam made fast work of trashing the room to throw off any suspicion. As they pulled out of the parking lot, they said nothing all the way to the bunker.