16 Unicorn Street, Wednesday Evening

[bigdamnprincipal]

Things were quiet in the house as Grace slept and Zoe looked through the letters again, but this time, she was too lost in her own thoughts to really read them. When she came home from the town hall meeting, she'd found that John had left her a note to say that he and the boys were going to take a look around town in the afternoon. But afternoon had become evening, and there was no sign of him, and Zoe was currently trying very, very hard to not think about what that might mean.

[For the lone future stepson.]

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[bigdamnprincipal]

Zoe laughed softly, and got to work on cleaning Dean's other hand. "We're having people look into what's going on. Once we figure out what these things want, we can figure out how to get everyone back." Whether she was trying to convince Dean or herself, she wasn't sure.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean took a deep breath and nodded. "Yeah. Research. Bet they're doing the same thing." He paused and then asked, "Zoe?"

[bigdamnprincipal]

"Yeah?" she said, looking up just a little from his hands.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Can I stay here tonight? Maybe in with Gracie? Just... just to make sure nothing comes for her too."

[bigdamnprincipal]

Zoe was going to say that he didn't need to do that, before she realized that he probably wasn't solely concerned for Grace.

"Sure you can," she said. "I know I'll feel safer having you here."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean let out the breath he'd been holding. "Thanks."

[bigdamnprincipal]

"You're welcome," Zoe said. Maybe with Dean here, she'd be able to get some sleep, but she wouldn't be surprised if she didn't.