“Brice. Oh my god, is that really you?” Karli asked, looking up at her old friend.

“Well it aint the easter bunny.” Brice said, causing her to laugh. Karli smiled up at him and pulled him into a tight hug.

“It’s been so long. I’m sure you would’ve forgotten by now.” Karli whispered slightly.

“How could I forget Curly Fries?” Brice asked as she pulled back, causing her to laugh again.

“Well it’s been ten years.” Karli told him.

“Yeah, too long.” Brice said hugging her again. They were both brought back to reality when Karli heard someone clearing their throat from behind her.

“Oh, right.” Karli said sheepishly, turning halfway around so she could see Brice on her left and Sam and Dean on her right, both looking confused. “Brice, this is Sam.” Karli pointed to Sam who gave a weak wave, “And that’s Dean.” Karli pointed to Dean who was staring at Brice. “Dean, Sammy. This is Brice. I knew him when I lived in Chicago.” Karli explained. “Brice, their dad took me in after what happened.” Karli told him, but wished that she didn’t bring it up when she felt tears sting the back of her eyes.

“Nice to meet you.” Sam spoke up, noticing Karli’s discomfort at bringing up that event.

“Nice to meet you too.” Brice said kindly. Karli looked over at Dean who was still partially glaring at Dean.

“What are you doing here?” Karli asked curiously.

“Well Caleb goes to college here and I was thinking of going here too.” Brice told her, “What are you doing here?”

“I was thinking about going here too.” Karli lied, but smiled anyway.

“It’s odd how you two just happened to bump into each other.” Dean said from his seat. She could sense the small jealousy, but Karli ignored it.

“Where is Caleb anyway? I’ve missed him.” Karli said, turning her back to Dean.

“He’s around somewhere, prolly with some random chick.” Brice answered shrugging.

“What happened to the Caleb I remember who said” Karli started before deepening her voice slightly. “Girls are icky, I’ll never like them.” Brice shook his head and laughed.

“He got his first girlfriend and that all changed after that.” Brice answered. Karli laughed too.

“Looks like my baby cuz got himself a girl.” Karli heard the semi-familiar voice come up beside them.

“Nice to see you again too Caleb.” Karli turned smiling at him. Caleb looked confused for a second before it dawned on him.

“Karli?” Caleb asked.

“Yahtzee.” Karli smiled and gave a small nod.

“It’s so good to see you shortness.” Caleb said, wrapping his arms around her waist and picking her up.

“Good to see you too clueless.” Karli giggled slightly as he put her down. Karli could feel Dean’s gaze still on her and turned back to Brice as he spoke.

“Hey, there’s a park nearby, wanna go?” Brice asked her. She smiled and gave a big nod.

“I’ll see you guys at the room, okay.” Karli gave them one last smile before walking out of the bar with Brice. Caleb had already gone back to his lady friend he met at the bar. They walked to the park in silence. When they got there, Karli automatically made her way to the swing and Brice stood behind her, pushing her gently.

“How’ve you been?” Brice asked as he pushed her.

“Been alright. Sammy and Dean are the best people I could live with.” Karli told him honestly. “How about you?”

“About the same. Sad for the longest time, though.” Brice told her, and Karli knew it was because of her.

“Yeah, sadness is a normal feeling for me.” Karli nodded as he continued to push her.

“Why’s that? You should never be sad.” Brice said as he continued pushing her.

“Well after Dad and Jamie…” Karli choked back the tears “d-died, I lived with Dean and Sam and their dad. Then a few months ago, he died.”

“Sorry to hear that Karli.” Brice said softly.

“It wasn’t your fault, it was more ours.” Karli said without thinking.

“Don’t blame yourself Karli. Did you kill him?” Brice asked, holding the chains of the swing to stop her.

“Might as well have.” Karli muttered softly, but Brice heard it.

“Karli, don’t do that to yourself. Blaming yourself for someone’s death.” Brice said, moving in front of her and bending down to become eye level with her, “I did that myself.” Karli looked up at him, confused.

“What?” Karli asked. Brice sighed and sat down on the woodchips. Karli slid out of the seat and sat beside him.

“After you disappeared, I thought you had died. I blamed myself because I was supposed to be with you that night.” Brice explained. Karli remembered. She was supposed to go to his house and watch movies.

“It wasn’t your fault Brice. Besides, I’m alive and well, see.” Karli said, making him look over at her. “Alive.”

“Yeah, you are.” Brice nodded, reaching up and tucking a strand of Karli’s natural chocolate brown hair behind her ear. Karli shivered slightly and noticed she left her jacket back at the bar. Brice noticed and took off his own and wrapped it around Karli’s shoulders. “We should probably get somewhere warm.” Brice told her. Karli gave a small nod and allowed herself to be led back to the hotel which she was staying at.

“How did you know I was staying here?” Karli asked.

“You are? I didn’t. I thought we could hang out in my room so you could warm up.” Brice told her truthfully. Karli gave a small nod and followed Brice into his room that was close to her room. They raided the fridge for a few minutes before settling down on his bed. They talked about random nothings for a while before Brice asked the question Karli had been trying to avoid.

“So what exactly happened?” Brice asked her, referring to the night she left. Brice didn’t mean to hurt her but he had to know.

“Um..” Karli looked down for a moment, choking back the tears before looking back up at Brice. “We were watching t.v. when a guy broke into the house. Dad tried to hide me and Jamie but the man just killed him and started for us. Jamie stood in front of me, protecting her little sister but the man just killed her too. I managed to get to the door and I ran down the street for a few minutes before I saw Dean walking down the street toward me. I told him someone broke into my house and tried to hurt Dad and Jamie, and that he needed to help him. He got to the house but they were both stone cold dead.” Karli said, her voice getting stronger, “I told him I had no family and you were gone so he took me to his dad and they took me in.” Karli finished, taking a breath. Brice looked at her silently for a moment before letting out a breath.

“There’s something else.” Brice said, knowing Karli was hiding something.

“N-No. That’s it.” Karli tried telling him.

“Karli, I know you, there’s something else.” Brice said, putting his hand on her arm. “What else?”

“I can’t tell you. You won’t believe me.” Karli said, tears threatening to fall. She knew she could trust him, even after all the years apart, but she just found him again and she didn’t want him to hate her.

“Try me.” Brice looked up at her, a weak smile on his face.

“Okay, but I warned you.” Karli said before letting out a small sigh. She told Brice about what had happened since her family had died and she had been taken by the Winchesters. Everything, down to the last hunt. She stumbled through most of it, not sure how Brice would take it. When she was finished, she looked up at him and he just looked at her, not sure what to say.

“I knew it.” Karli said, getting off the bed and walking over to the door.

“Karli, wait.” Brice jumped up and grabbed hold of her arm to stop her. “I do believe you.”

“How could you believe me?” Karli asked, tears falling from her eyes now.

“Because.” Brice wiped the tears away before he continued, “My uncle is a hunter.” Karli looked up at him, speechless. “Well, he was a hunter.”

“What happened to him?” Karli asked.

“He was killed in his own house. His name was Steve Wondell.” Brice told her. Karli bit her, guilty that she knew who had killed him. “Did you ever know him?” Brice asked, noticing her discomfort.

“N-No. Never knew him.” Karli shook her head. It wasn’t exactly a lie, she never did know him, she just saw him lying dead on the floor.

“You sure?” Brice looked down at her, trying to read her.

“I’m sure.” Karli nodded, “I’m sorry about what happened.”

“It wasn’t your fault, you didn’t kill him.” Brice tucked her hair behind her ear. Karli nodded and gave a small yawn. “Tired?” Brice asked, giving a weak smirk.

“Uh-huh.” Karli gave a small nod. Brice and Karli both lied down on the bed and fell asleep, Brice holding her protectively like he hadn’t done in ten years.

---

Karli woke up the next day, confused at where she was. She felt arms around her and realized that it wasn’t Dean lying beside her. She looked up at the boy with black hair who had a small smile on his face and remembered the night before. She kissed his cheek before getting up and moving over to the table where she found a piece of paper and a pen. She wrote a small note, saying she had to get back and that she was happy to see him again. She wrote down her phone number and slipped out of the room and headed for her room. She quietly opened the door and hoped she’d be able to sneak in but found that she had been caught. Sam and Dean were on the other side of the room facing the door while Bobby was there with his back to her. They all turned to her and she gave a weak smile.

“What’d I miss?” Karli asked.

“Where’ve you been?” Dean asked.

“I was talking to Brice and we fell asleep.” Karli said truthfully and innocently.

“Who’s that?” Bobby asked, confused.

“Someone I knew a long time ago.” Karli told him, “It’s nice to see you Bobby.” Karli tried changing the subject and gave him a hug.

“So back to the case.” Sam said, bringing attention back to the matter at hand. Karli moved over to one of the beds and sat beside Dean as Sam started talking again, going through the events the night at the bar, over exaggerating a lot of things, saying that both Karli and Dean had gotten overly wasted.

“Come on man, that’s not how it happened.” Dean interrupted.

“Exactly.” Karli said, crossing her arms.

“Oh Really. So you’ve never had a purple nurple?” Sam asked. Karli looked down while Dean shrugged.

“Well yeah, maybe that. But I wasn’t wasted.” Dean said, turning to Karli. Karli looked up and let out a frustrated breath.

“One time in forever.” Karli defended herself. Dean and Sam rolled as Dean recalled what had really happened that night, that he talked to a classy woman about folklore and Karli had gotten wasted. He also mentioned that Sam had gone off on him about the case was serious and not to be taken lightly before he filled in a lot of ‘blahs.’

“And that’s how it happened?” Sam asked. Dean just gave a simple nod. “I don’t sound like that Dean.”

“That’s what you sound like to me.” Dean shrugged.

“Okay, what’s the matter with you two?” Bobby asked.

“Nothing. It’s nothing.” Sam said, shaking his head.

“Come on. You’re bickering like an old married couple.” Bobby told him.

“No married couples could get divorced.” Dean said, getting up and walking into the kitchen, “Me and him. We’re more like Siamese twins.”

“It’s conjoined twins.” Sam argued.

“Same shit.” Karli shook her head.

“You see what I mean.” Dean said, gesturing at Sam.

“Look.” Sam sighed, shaking his head, “We’ve just been on the road too long. Don’t worry about it.” Sam told Bobby.

“Okay.” Bobby nodded.

“So anyway, we thought it could be a haunting, so we went to check out the scene of the crime.” Karli said as Sam explained what had happened when they went to visit the professor’s office. About how the janitor had said he went up there with a girl and he seemed to focus on Dean eating the candy.

“Come on, I had one, maybe two.” Dean argued.

“More like twenty.” Karli muttered as Sam continued retelling the events of the night.

An hour later, the three of them finished telling their stories about the frat guy, the missing computer, the research scientist, checking out the sewer and the slashed tires of the Impala, The last two Karli had missed. They also talked about the fight they had over the Impala and the fact that Sam’s money had been found by the car.

“Alright, I’ve heard enough.” Bobby told them. Karli grabbed a sods from the fridge and took a seat at the back of the table between Sam and Dean.

“Anyway, You showed up an hour after that.” Dean said, looking down.

“I’m surprised at you two.” Bobby said, looking between Sam and Dean, “I really am. First of all, Sam. Dean did not steal your computer.”

“What?! But I…” Sam started to argue before he was silenced by Bobby.

“And Dean, Sam did not touch your car.” Bobby told him.

“Yeah.” Sam nodded, looking over at him.

“And if you two guys would’ve pulled your heads out of your asses, it all would’ve been pretty clear.” Bobby looked between the two again.

“What?” Dean asked.

“What you’re dealing with.” Bobby answered.

“Uh…” Sam started.

“I got nothin.” Dean stated.

“Me either.” Sam nodded. Karli thought about the case and about what she had read before when she was younger. Slowly she raised her hand and looked up at him.

“A trickster?” Karli said in a questioning voice.

“Bingo.” Bobby nodded.

“That’s what I thought.” Dean said, smiling.

“What?! No you didn’t.” Sam argued.

“I gotta tell you, you guys were the biggest clue.” Bobby told them.

“What do you mean?” Sam asked. Karli looked up again at Bobby before she answered for him.

“Tricksters create mischief and chaos wherever they go. And it’s got the both of you so turned around and at each others throats, you can’t even think straight.” Karli explained.

“The laptop.” Sam stated.

“The tires.” Dean said in the same voice.

“It knows your on to him and it’s been playing you like fiddles.” Bobby explained.

“So what is it, a spirit, demon, what?” Dean asked.

“Well more like small gods kinda.” Karli stated.

“There’s Loki in Scandinavia. There’s Anansi in West Africa. Dozens of them and they’re immortal. And they can create things out of thin air. Things as real as you and me and make them vanish just as quick.” Bobby explained.

“You mean like an angry spirit or an alien or an alligator.” Dean said more of a statement than a question.

“The victims fit the m.o. too. Tricksters target the high and the mighty. Knock them down a peg. Usually with a sense of humor. Deadly pranks, things like that.” Bobby told them.

“Bobby, what do these things look like?” Karli asked.

“Lots of things. Human mostly.” Bobby told her.

“And what human do we know who’s been at ground zero this whole time.” Dean asked, turning to both of them. Karli thought for a moment before Sam answered.

“The janitor.” Sam stated.

---

“Why are we back again?” Karli asked as they walked up to Crawford Hall.

“Need to check out the janitor.” Sam answered as they walked up the steps to meet him.

“Why, we pretty much know it’s him.” Karli argued.

“We need to make sure.” Sam told her as they walked inside and found the janitor making his way over to them. Dean told him they had to check out a few more things. The janitor nodded.

“Sorry I’m draggin a little ass today.” He said as he started walking up the steps. “I had quiet the night last night. Lots of sex if you catch my drift.” Karli made a disgusted sound that went unnoticed by the janitor but not by Sam and Dean.

“It’s kind of hard not to. Listen, we won‘t be long. We just need to check a couple of offices up on three.” Dean said as they made their way upstairs. Dean gave Sam and Karli a look and they nodded.

“Oh Damn, we forgot something in the truck.” Sam said, looking at them.

“We’ll catch up.” Karli nodded, walking toward the door with Sam while Dean and the Janitor continued making their way up the stairs. When they were out of sight, Sam and Karli made their way quietly down the stairs and over to the cage room the janitor had locked up before they went upstairs.

“What are we looking for?” Karli asked as they started rummaging through the lockers.

“Anything that proves him guilty.” Sam answered, going through another locker.

“Like?” Karli asked.

“You were the smart one earlier.” Sam said, turning to her.

“That’s because I read about them one night when I was bored and dad wouldn’t let me out to hunt. I just remembered some of it.” Karli said, “So what are we looking for.” Karli opened another locker and shook her head before calling back out to Sam. “Never mind.”

“What did you find?” Sam asked, walking over to her.

“Magazines.” Karli answered, showing Sam the Weekly World News that flooded the locker.

“Perfect.” Sam nodded, closing the locker. “You remember the rest of the plan?” Sam asked.

“You and Dean are supposed to get into a fake fight. You tell him you’re going to check out the janitor’s place and I’m supposed to stay with him and make sure he doesn’t kill the janitor until we’re sure it’s him.” Karli repeated the plan to him.

“Lets go.” Sam said, walking out of the room and back up the stairs to meet with Dean. They found them a few minutes later and told Dean that they completely lost what they were looking for and that they needed to come back another day. He nodded and they all walked back out the front door, making sure they were a good distance away from the building before having the conversation they had planned.

“Just because he reads the Weekly World doesn’t mean he’s our guy.” Sam told him.

“You read it too.” Karli pointed out.

“I’m telling you, it’s him.” Dean told them.

“I just think we need some hard proof. That’s all.” Sam said.

“Okay, another thing Bobby mentioned was that these things have the metabolism of an insect. You know, a real sweet tooth.” Dean told him.

“Well we didn’t find any candy bars. Or sugar. Not even equal.” Sam explained.

“Well that’s probably because you missed something.” Dean said, looking around.

“I don’t miss things.” Sam argued.

“Oh right cause you’re Mr. Perfect.” Dean rolled his eyes.

“What? Are you really still pissed at me because of what the trickster did?” Sam asked.

“Oh come on man, you’ve been a tight ass long before that trickster showed up.” Dean told him.

“Alright, enough of this.” Karli said, looking between both of them. They both just glared at each other.

“Look, I’ll go to the Trickster’s place, see if I can find any actual evidence before you go barging in and staking the man.” Sam half yelled. “Just wait till I get back, okay.” Dean didn’t respond, just looked away. “Okay.” Sam repeated.

“Okay!” Dean said roughly.

“I’ll stay, make sure he doesn’t do anything.” Karli told Sam.

“Alright.” Sam nodded before walking away. Karli turned to Dean who had started walking in the opposite direction. Karli just rolled her eyes and followed him.

---

“So why did we have to wait here?” Dean asked, referring to the small on campus hangout that served smoothies rather than coffee or beer.

“Because it’s the closest place to Crawford hall.” Karli told him, looking through a magazine. “Which we have to head over to in.” Karli paused to look at her watch, “Five minutes.”

“Then lets go now.” Dean said, standing up.

“Why? We shouldn’t get there too early.” Karli said, looking up at him.

“Lets just go.” Dean said, looking down at her. Karli rolled her eyes before grabbing her strawberry-banana smoothie and getting up to follow him out the door. It was freezing out and Karli wished she would’ve brought her thicker jacket. Dean noticed and quickly slipped off his leather jacket that he was wearing over his fake security jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders.

“Thanks.” Karli smiled up at him. He smiled back and wrapped his arm around her waist as they continued to walk to the hall. When they got there, they noticed that Sam and Bobby weren’t there yet. “Happy now Antsy?” Karli asked.

“They should be here by now.” Dean said, looking for them. “Screw this.” Dean said, walking into the hall.

“Dean, stay.” Karli said, but knew that Dean walking in there alone was part of the plan. Once he was inside, Karli sighed, waiting for Sam and Bobby.

“Karli.” Karli whipped around and saw Brice walking toward her. Not part of the plan.

“Brice, this isn’t a good time.” Karli said, looking around.

“Why? What’s going on?” Brice asked.

“Nothing, don’t worry.” Karli said, not wanting to tell him.

“Karli, what’s that?” Brice asked, moving the small jacket she was wearing under Dean’s leather jacket, revealing the wooden stake covered in blood. “Karli?” Brice looked up at her questioningly.

“It’s not what it looks like.” Karli told him, trying to think of an excuse.

“Karli.” Sam and Bobby were running up to her, their stakes in their hands. “Brice.” Sam said, trying to hide the stake behind his back.

“Karli, what are you doing?” Brice asked, looking at them, “Is there something in there?”

“You told him?” Sam asked, looking down at her.

“I’ll explain later. Dean’s already inside. I’ll be right in.” Sam gave her another look before following Bobby inside.

“Karli, what’s in there?” Brice asked, concern in his voice.

“A trickster.” Karli answered, looking up at him.

“What?” Brice asked.

“It’s a demon that tricks people, pretty much. The professor that died had a dead girl. The frat boy got a probing, slow dancing alien, and that research scientist got an Alligator in the sewer.” Karli explained. “Now I really gotta go.”

“Karli, you’re gonna get hurt.” Brice said, worried for her.

“I’ll be just fine. Don’t worry about me. Trust me, this’ll just be a scratch compared to what I had before. Now I gotta go. I’ll see you back at the motel.” Karli gave him a small hug before running into the hall and up the stairs, looking for Sam and Bobby. She found Sam standing outside the auditorium.

“Ready?” Sam asked as he opened the door and walked in, Karli standing beside him and Bobby on the other side of the room. Karli looked at the stage and saw a bed with two scantily dressed girls and felt a surge of anger rush through her She looked closely and saw that one looked like her. She pulled out the stake from her jacket and glared down at the trickster.

“The fight you had outside. That was a trick?” The trickster asked. Dean just gave him a shrug. “Hm, not bad.” Sam was now moving down the stairs while Karli stayed glued to her spot, still angry and feeling exposed. “Wanna see a real trick?” Karli heard the chainsaw and fell to the ground before she saw the guy trying to slice her with it.

“Karli!” Dean yelled as Karli dodged it again, Dean‘s jacket falling off as she did.. She got up on her feet and started moving down, away from it. Karli saw Dean trying to help her but her double grabbed Dean’s wrist and flung him back toward the stage. Karli jumped again as the man tried to slice her, instead, he got a chalkboard. Karli started backing away as Sam and Bobby came to help her. She could hear the trickster laughing at all of them. The man started for her again and she ducked, but not before getting a cut on her arm.

“Karli!” She heard Dean, Bobby, and Sam yell at the same time.

“You son of a bitch.” Karli started for the trickster but was backhanded by the other girl. She flew through the air and landed beside Dean.

“You okay?” Dean asked worriedly.

“Just dandy.” Karli said, grabbing her arm and moving to stand up. The girl that didn’t look like her picked her up by the throat and held her high. Karli looked over and saw her double hitting Dean, who wasn’t fighting back.

“Dean it’s not me. Just hit the bitch.” Karli yelled, kicking at the girl who had a hold on her. Dean started to fight back and wound up being thrown on the stage and into the seats. The other girl threw Karli and she landed a few feet away from him.

“Dean, Dean, Dean.” The trickster said in a voice as though he were talking to a child. Dean seemed to be communicating to Sam and Karli noticed Sam pick up the stake and toss it to him. Dena caught it as the trickster continued talking. “I didn’t want to have to do this.” The man with the chainsaw was standing over Karli now and there was nowhere for her to move. All she could do was lay still. As he moved to kill her, he suddenly vanished, as did the girls on the stage. A moment later, Dean was by Karli’s side helping her up.

“You’re bleeding.” Karli said, looking at his cut lip.

“So are you.” Dean said, taking a look at her cut arm before looking at her face where she felt blood seeping down.

“I’ll live.” Karli gave him a weak smile. Dean put his arm around her waist and Karli leaned her head on his shoulder.

“You guys okay?” Dean asked as Sam and Bobby ran over to them.

“Yeah. I guess.” Sam said as they all looked down at the trickster.

“Well I gotta say, he did have style.” Karli pinched his arm as he said that. “What?” Dean asked. Karli just rolled her eyes and started up the stairs. She grabbed Dean’s jacket as they ran out to the Impala.

“Hey Bobby, thanks a lot. We couldn’t have.“ Sam started but Bobby cut him off.

“Yeah, save it. Lets just get the hell out of Dodge before someone finds that body.” Bobby said, running to the car. Karli ran to her side while Dean, Sam and Bobby did the same.

“Look Dean.” Sam said, looking over the car at Dean while Bobby got in the car, “I just wanna say that I’m, uh.”

“Hey.” Dean cut him off as Sam struggles for the words. “Me too.” Karli smiled at the both of them while Bobby got back out of the car.

“You guys are breaking my heart. Could we please just leave.” Bobby said, looking between the two of them. Karli gave a small laugh and slid into the car while Sam and Dean did the same.

---

When they got back to the motel, Bobby left while Sam and Dean got all their stuff together and cleaned Karli’s wounds. While they were packing up the Impala, Karli went to Brice’s room. She knocked on the door lightly and a second later, Brice was standing there. He took in Karli’s appearance and started looking her over.

“Oh god, what happened?” Brice asked as Karli walked in.

“Psycho Bitch.” Karli said, pointing to her face, “Chainsaw Massacre.” Karli said, pointing to her arm.

“Are you okay?” Brice asked worriedly.

“I’ll live.” Karli nodded. Brice looked skeptical before she continued, “I’ve had worse. Remember the devas I told you about that were back in Chicago? The vampires. The yellow eyed freak. The clown son of a bitch. The shifter.” Karli stopped talking after mentioning the shifter. She shook the thoughts out of her head before continuing. “I always live.”

“Karli, this is too dangerous for you.” Brice told her.

“It’s dangerous, yeah. But I love it. I’m doing good Brice.” Karli said, looking up at him. He just gave a slight nod. “And I gotta tell you, I’m leaving now.”

“Already? I just found you and I don’t want to loose you again.” Brice said, moving to hug her, set on not letting her go.

“You have my number, you can call me. And you won’t loose me.” Karli said, hugging him back.

“But all these things you’re up against. You’re not invincible Karli.” Brice told her.

“Yes I am.” Karli said, looking up at him, tears behind her eyes. She was upset about leaving too but didn’t want to show it. “Call me tomorrow, okay.” Karli said, giving him a weak smile.

“I will.” Brice said, giving his own weak smile. Karli leaned up and kissed him on the cheek before turning and walking out the door. She headed back to the room where Dean and Sam were getting the last of the bags.

“Where were you?” Sam asked.

“Saying goodbye.” Karli answered, forcing the tears back. “Are we ready to go?”

“Yeah, this is the last of everything.” Sam said, walking out of the room. Karli followed him, and Dean followed behind all of them. Karli got into the car and leaned her head against the window, falling asleep.

---

“You gotsta meet him.” Brice said, leading Karli into his house.

“Who is it?” Karli asked.

“My uncle. He’s the bestest.” Brice told her, practically running into the room.

“Brice.” Karli looked up and saw tall man bending down as Brice ran off for him.

“Uncle Steve!” Brice practically yelled.

“It’s so good to see you.” The man, Steve, said, picking up Brice as he hugged him. He put Brice back down and Karli walked up to him timidly.

“Karli, this is my Uncle Steve.” Brice told her, smiling.

“So you’re Karli. Brice talks about you a lot. Nice to meet you.” Steve said, holding out his hand. Karli shook it nervously.

“Nice to meet you sir.” Karli said softly.

“Sir? I’m surely not that old.” Steve laughed.

“What should I call you then?” Karli asked.

“Whatever you want.” Steve told her. “How about Uncie Steve?” He asked, causing her to giggle.

“Uncie Steve.” Karli repeated, giggling.

---

Karli shot up and looked around. She was in the Impala and Dean and Sam were looking back at her.

“What’s the matter Karli?” Sam asked.

“What do you mean?” Karli asked, confused.

“You were freaking out, saying ‘Uncie Steve’ over and over again.” Dean told her. Karli bit her lip and looked down. “Who’s ‘Uncie Steve?”

“Brice’s Uncle.” Karli said, taking a breath before continuing, “Steve Wondell.” They looked at each other for a brief moment before Dean started up the car again. No one in the car spoke the rest of the night.

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