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Once Sam and Dean found some clothes, the three of us put together a few bags for everyone outside, along with a few pairs of men's clothes for those who had been changed.

Lance kept a lot of cash with him, so most of that went in the bags, but we kept a little for ourselves. Hunting didn't exactly pay, and gas wasn't cheap, nor was all the food that we ate, especially what was for the boys. Sometimes I swore they had an endless stomach.

As we walked outside with all of the bags in our hands, I couldn't help but laugh a little.

Both of them turned their heads my way, equally confused.

While Sam and Dean has found clothes that fit, they were formal, which was way different from their usual flannel and jeans.

"What?" Asked Dean.

I chuckled some more.

"It's just kinda funny seeing you two in formal attire. Yeah, I've seen you in the fed threads, but those sure as hell aren't as high quality as this. Oh- and the dress shoes," I said, looking down to black, freshly polished pair of shoes each brother was wearing.

"On top of that, we have to hike all the way back to the lodge. And you two have to hike- in that."

Sam and Dean exchanged a look, and part of me thought it meant, "we didn't exactly think this all the way through".

"Hey, it's the only clothes that Lance had, and we're lucky enough that he had some stuff that actually fit Goliath over here," Dean said, gesturing to Sam.

I probably wasn't gonna tell Dean, and especially not with Sam right next to him, but Dean looked pretty damn hot in those dress clothes.

He was wearing a dark red button up shirt that had to be made of satin; or something that was smooth and semi-reflective like e shirt was, and black dress pants.

Whenever he moved, you could see his muscles move through the shirt.

One thing you can say about Dean Winchester is that he made a pretty girl, but an even hotter man.

He was also one out of few men who had ever been turned into a woman, so there's that.

Without another word, the three of us walked outside and handed out the bags.

When I gave Zoe hers, she attacked me in a hug, which surprised me, but I didn't really hesitate to hug her back.

"Thank you," she said.

"You don't have to thank me. No one should ever be treated like you and the others were. I had been on his tail for about a year and a half now, so it feels good to finally get the son of a bitch," I said, smiling as we pulled apart from each other.

I looked down into Zoe's dark chocolate eyes, imagining what her future could be like now.

"Zoe, do you know what a cell phone is?"
I asked.

"Yeah. Sometimes Lance would make us call our old families and tell them we were fine if they got worried and started going to the police. And a few of the older women would steal his old phones after he got new ones," she said.

"Alright, so that means you know how to use one?"

She nodded, and I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and popped of the case, pulling out the business card I always kept in there incase I didn't have my wallet.

"Ignore the name- that's part of what I do. But the number works perfectly. If you need anything or ever get in a bad situation again, call me, and I'll be there as soon as possible. Don't you hesitate to do it either," I said as I handed it to her, and I could see Dean give a little smile out of the corner of my eyes as he watched me.

"Thank you," Zoe said again, tackling me in another hug.

We let go and said our goodbyes, then everyone started heading there separate ways.