AN: And the final chapter. Just a little fluff to end with. I hope you guys enjoyed the read. I'll try to have the next story up in a couple of days, but I'm still doing some research. Anyways, enjoy.

"That was awesome!" Dorian said. Dean was giving her a piggy back ride out of Graceland. Her hand was still bandaged, but the stitches would be out in a few days. Dean had done an excellent job.

Dorian had never had so much fun in her life. For once they just had fun. They weren't stressing over what their next move was, or trying to duck and cover from some supernatural bad guy. The three of them had been rowdy and rambunctious and had almost gotten kicked out a few times. They even had the pictures to prove it.

Sam laughed. "I'm glad you had a fun. It's about time you did something leisurely instead of hunting all the time." It was true, they had never seen Dorian laugh or have so much fun in the entire time they'd known her. Sam was glad to see she could actually relax and enjoy life a little.

Dean turned her his head to look at her out of the corner of his eye. "Yeah, just remember you owe us a steak dinner."

"Oh, you know you had fun," Dorian giggled. She jumped off Dean's back and walked between the two. She interlinked her arms with theirs as she had done a few days ago. "Admit it!"

Dean rolled his eyes. "I did not have fun."

"The pictures will prove otherwise." Sam waved the camera tauntingly in front of Dean. He smiled. Pay back's were just so much fun. Especially since, when it came to Dean, they were few and far between.

Dean glared at his brother, but knew he was right. He had fun, not because it was Elvis, but because they had joked and laughed, and yes almost gotten kicked out quite a few times. They weren't worried about ghosts, or skinless urban legends. They were just having fun. "Dude, shut up!"

Dorian laughed and they went back to the hotel.

Dorian placed a paper plate loaded with food in front of each of them. Everyone got a giant sirloin steak, mash potatoes, corn, and even salad. She went back and grabbed her own plate and sat down at the table.

She waited until they each took a bite. "So?"

"So this is what real food tastes like?" Dean asked. He nodded in approval. "Not bad."

"Not bad," Sam exclaimed. "This is great!" He dug into his potatoes.

Dorian laughed. "Slow down Sam. There's plenty more if you're still hungry and the cake is cooling now. It should be done and frosted in about a half an hour." She started eating.

"Oh, we seriously have to do this more often," Dean said. He took another bite of his sirloin, closing his eyes and savoring the flavor.

Dorian smiled. "It'll cost you."

Dean waved his fork. "As long as I don't ever have to go back to Graceland, I don't care."

They continued eating there dinner, laughing and joking about their day at Graceland. When Dorian had finished eating she threw out the paper plate and set to work on the cake. She had made everything from scratch, including the icing.

When she finished, she cut each of them a slice and brought it to them. Dorian sat down at the table, propping her head on her hand and watched them dig in. The way they were wolfing it down you'd think they'd hadn't eaten in a very long time.

"I take it it's good then?" She asked with a smile.

They both nodded, their mouths too full of food to talk. Amusement sparkled in her eyes and she realized she could use this whole home cooked thing to her advantage.

Dean swallowed the food in his mouth. "Aren't you having any?"

She shook her head. "No, I'm not a big chocolate fan."

"Well you sure know how to make it well," Sam said through a mouth full of food.

Dorian scooped up some icing with her finger and wiped it on Sam's nose. "Don't talk with your mouth full."

Dean almost spit out food from laughing so hard.

"Oh you think that's funny do you?" Sam asked. Dean shook his head, but Sam didn't pay any attention. He picked up his plate, reached across the table and smashed it into Dean's face.

Dorian sat there in shock, and then she and Sam started laughing hysterically. Dean wiped the cake from his eyes and glared at her. She saw him go for his plate. She pointed a finger at him. "Don't even think..." Before she could finish the sentence she had a face full of cake. She wiped the cake away, revealing a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Oh it's on!"

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