[h1] AnnaBeth and Cason [/h1] 

AnnaBeth glared at Cason, and at the mittens again before snatching them, and putting them on her hands.  She stepped back from him, still keeping him at arms length or further away, “I’m doing this only until we find Dean Winchester.  After that…I want answers.  No more deflecting, or lies.”

Cason nodded, shrugging at her as if to say he heard her, “I still love you, you know…”

“Shut up.”, AnnaBeth whispered.  She watched as Natalia knelt and opened the circle Cason was trapped in.  After this, there were several talks that were going to be had.  Starting with Cason.

Cason smirked, stepping forward and waiting for Natalia to rise to his eye level before leaning close enough to touch noses with her, “I wouldn’t make a habit of trapping me…”

He leaned back and clapped his hands, “So!  Where’s the address?”

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[h1] Dean Winchester [/h1]

Dean entered the hotel, surprised by how much it seemed like a swanky dig for Sam.  After getting through the initial smirk, he turned to take the stairs.  He could feel Sam here.  The humanity almost oozed off the kid and the hope in Dean’s chest rose, along with the fear of what was going to greet him at the door.

Turning to Mika with slightly misty eyes, he placed his hands on his hips, “I don’t know if I can do this.  Can either of you honestly tell me you don’t believe Sam has done anything?”

“Well, princess…there’s only one way to find out.  Knock on the damn door…”, Bobby whispered from behind Mika.

With a big sigh, hoping Mika would talk him out of it, but knowing she wouldn’t, he knocked on the door.