Sam and Dean came with me to the coroner’s office. I looked in my rear view mirror at the Impala tailing me. Dean smirked at me seeing that I was looking I made an annoyed face and turned my attention back to the road. Dean was handsome with nice rugged manly features. I pulled into the parking lot and opened my glove box fumbling through it to find what I was looking for. There it is. I grabbed one of my many badges, Agent McNultty. I was dressed in an all black dress suit and had my hair pinned back all business like. Sam and Dean were wearing clothing similar to mine and I watched as Sam ran his hands through his hair. I’d bet he spent longer to get ready then I did.

“Ready.” Dean asked coming up to my right side. Sam took place at my left and I nodded.

The intern at the desk eyed us suspiciously. “Can I help you folks?” He asked saving me for last to look over.

“Yes. I’m Agent Plant. We’ve been assigned to the O’Grady case.” He said with authority. He was pretty convincing.

“I wasn’t aware that there was such thing as the O’Grady case. I mean it was natural deaths, a heart attack and a stroke.” The guy seemed apprehensive to believe Dean’s claim.

“It’s a new case.” I said calmly with a cold and distance look on my face. Bitchy agent was how I usually pulled off all the lies.

“Okay so what do you need from me?” He still didn’t believe us for some reason. I narrowed my eyes in frustration.

“We need to examine the latest death, Paul O’Grady.” Sam was being all nice and sensitive. Not my style but you know what they say you can attract more flies with honey.

“Right this way sir.” Sam smirked at me and I rolled my eyes.

“Oh wait. My boss will kill me if I don’t ask. Can I see some ID?” Sam turned to the guy holding his badge out at arms length.

“Okay Agent Hamill.” He motioned for us to follow him through the steel double door and into the autopsy room. Sam led the way. Dean’s hand brushed against mine and a shiver went up and down my back about three times. I flinched away from him.

“You okay?” He whispered putting his hand on my arm making me shiver more.

“I’m okay.” It was difficult to breath even. What was going on with me? The intern pulled out Paul O’Grady’s body for us and stepped away so we could examine him ourselves. There was a terrified expression on his face. I guess that wasn’t too uncommon for someone who died of a stroke. Sam flipped through the medical records that the coroner’s had on him.

“We should go back to the home. I didn’t get a chance to check the house while I was there.” I told Dean he nodded not wanting to draw attention to either one of us.

“Well thank you.” Sam sat the clipboard back on the table.

Dean’s POV

Charisma parted ways with Sam and I when we reached the motel. We all needed to change. I threw my shirt to the side thinking about her little episode in the morgue. It was freakin’ weird she shivered from my touch. Well not that weird girls usually do shiver at my touch cause I’m just that hot. I chuckled at myself and buttoned up my shirt. I put in that annoying white band, posing as a priest. I wonder what Castiel would say about that? Sammy was combing his hair back.

“Ready boys?” Charisma didn’t even bother to knock she just walked right in.

“Hey what if I was naked?” I asked curious of how she would answer.

“Then I would wonder why you were naked in front of your brother.” She said with a disturbed look on her face. Not what I was hoping for but hey what can you do? She walked over to me and rearranged the little white piece at my collar.

“What’s with the cocky smile?” She asked finishing putting it in.

“Am I smiling?” I asked I wasn’t aware of this.

“Yeah you are.” Sam slung the duffle bag filled with weapons over his shoulder.

“My bad.” I put my hands up defensively. “I’ll try to brood more.” I scowled.

“Now that’s hot.” Charisma patted my shoulder and walked out the door laughing. Yeah I knew she digged me. The ladies just can’t resist.