Fred had made sure Lawrence got settled, or as settled as a wolfman can get, even if that wolfman was really human for the moment. She'd even tried to check on Wes, but with no luck. Angel had disappeared; she really was starting to wonder if she'd been left alone again. Not that she'd been left alone the first time to an alternate dimension, more she'd arrived alone, and was found. But, that really didn't matter. She decided to check on the Winchesters. Maybe they were around.
So, she headed out to the area she'd last seen a motel. It was funny being decked out in green, her closet and chest of drawers hadn't really given her much of a choice, and it was even stranger seeing all the little fellows. There had to be a little gal somewhere in there, right? Statistically speaking anyway. They couldn't all be males, even if they did seem to be cloned from the same original.
A quick stop by for coffee, which had a strange green tint to it, she finally arrived at the Winchesters' door, or she thought it was anyway. One hand held the cup carrier, clipboard tucked under her arm; the other hand lifted and knocked quickly on the door before her. She hoped Sam and/or Dean were home.