[h2] Madison [/h2]
Madison smiled as Esme offered to help her with the pants.  Esme was nice.  She seemed to care about Madison.  Listening intently, she managed to button the shorts and pull the zipper up, smiling proudly.  She then threaded the belt through, glancing up at Esme’s pants every now and then to judge how the belt was supposed to go, finally buckling it with another proud smile.

“I did it!”, she announced happily, before sitting down and pulled the shoes Esme had provided onto her feet.  She didn’t even pay attention to the fact that they magically fit, because she didn’t honestly know how shoes were supposed to fit.

She stood again and closed the door gently, joining Esme.  She felt better, wearing the clothing.  No one was staring at them when they walked by.  No one seemed to find her a problem at all, and she was blending.  She nodded at the idea of eating, stepping up close to Esme.

“I would like that.”, she whispered.

[h2] Dean Winchester [/h2]

Dean shook his head at Sam, not believing what he was hearing.  Sam wanted to walk into this with no weapons, and just his puppy eyes and hope.  Dean sighed loudly, “I don’t think this is going to go the way you think, Sammy.  I really don’t.”

As he spoke, his phone buzzed.  Stopping at a stop sign, he pulled his phone from his jacket pocket and stared at it, “Esme?  What the hell?”

He let the message play over in his brain before looking up at the road, seeing the street they were on.  He had driven these streets enough that he knew they were close.  So, he turned a sharp left and drove for a couple of blocks, slowing down only when they reached the diner.  He glanced across the road from the diner, and recognized Esme’s car, causing him to turn into the diner parking lot, and park.

“Esme might have something for us.  I don’t know if it’s the girl, but if there’s a chance, we should check it out, right?”, he asked Sam, putting the car in park before opening his door.

As he stepped up to the door of the diner, he peered in and couldn’t believe what he was seeing.  Esme…had the girl.