16 Unicorn Street, Thursday evening

[bigdamnprincipal]

In the years since she'd first come to Fandom, Zoe had grown kind of fond of Thanksgiving. It reminded her of special meals on Serenity, the ones that came right after they'd finished a job and actually gotten paid for it, when they could afford good food and everyone could get together in the same place at the same time to eat together and relax.

Those days came about as often as holidays around here, so the comparison came easily.

As nice as the dinner at the school sounded, Zoe wanted something a little more personal with just family and friends. She'd actually managed to get the turkey thawed at a decent hour this year, and she was pretty sure they had enough food for everyone, including pie. She knew far better than to forget the pie.

[For the Winchesters and friends!]

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[scruffnfeathers]

"He seemed rather bent on ensuring that I tried pie, tonight," Castiel said. "Apparently, it's an experience not to be missed."

[bigdamnprincipal]

"Oh, it's very good," Zoe assured him. "And trying some of the pie might go a long way to making Dean happy, although I'm not sure exactly how important that sort of thing might be to you. For all the boys have told me about you, I've never quite managed to figure out your relationship with them. At least, versus the other them."

[scruffnfeathers]

"I'm attempting to ensure that neither of them start the apocalypse."

[bigdamnprincipal]

"...well, I suppose I can't argue with that, can I?" Zoe said after a moment. "Should I be worried about them? More than I already do, that is."

[scruffnfeathers]

"I will admit, I'm concerned for Sam at the moment. Grief is a powerful motivator, and one that tends to make an individual act out without rational thought." He glanced around. "He has a much larger support system here, though, one that does not seem to have any demons in it."

[bigdamnprincipal]

"I'm worried about him too, but John and I both know what he's going through. I keep hoping that before he does anything irrational, we'll find out," she said. "And no, we don't associate with any demons."

[scruffnfeathers]

Castiel nodded. "Then I suppose he's likely to be alright."