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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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I hate that I'm not around for him," Dean said, frowning. "Not that I'd be able to do much if I was, but still."

[bigdamnprincipal]

"Even if you were here, he'd still be upset," Zoe said. "Your father and I have done all we can, but we can't take the grieving part away from him. It doesn't work like that. You've been calling him, haven't you? When you're not here?"