Imagine finding a dragon when on a hunt with Charlie...
“Charlie, for God’s sake, wait up!” You hissed after the flash of red hair disappearing behind a tree.
“Oh crap.” Charlie whispered.
You followed her line of sight and your eyes met what she was looking at.
“A dragon? So those really are a thing? I know they go after virgins and breathe fire and all, but I thought they were more human-y.” She whispered with a slight squeak.
“They are. Well, they’re meant to be.” You put a careful hand on her arm to stop her going any closer. “Let’s get out of here. Maybe we should call Sam and Dean…”