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She’d needed to get away quick. Smoking out in secret hadn’t  been as easy as she anticipated, but in the end it’d all worked  out - a new vessel was found quickly as she knew it’d take  her a while to recover the one she enjoyed most. She wouldn’t  just give up on it, but for now she wanted to get as far away  from Lucifer and the Winchesters as possible. 

Bare feet carried her through thick brush and come nightfall, she  had reached a town close by - the only town she stumbled upon,  naked and .. well, bruised. The spell had cost her a great deal of  strength, strength she’d have to recharge agonisingly slowly. It  was dark, the road was lit by a few dim lamps, but light didn’t matter  - humans did. Nobody in sight, she kept walking until her eyes zoned  in on a pub sign. Well, surely someone in there could lend some  clothes. She pushed in through the door, standing proud as seemingly all eyes came to rest upon her naked form. 

It was quiet. 

please.