[b]LEXI[/b]

With the information received that they needed, Lexi picked up her cell phone and quickly input the co-ordinates into it so they knew where they were going. "It will only be right to tell him" she pointed out to Dean about telling Sam they were headed out. The last thing she wanted was to just scarper out of the bunker and Sam comes out to find the two of them missing. Though when Dean said he would kill Sam if he found his brother doing anything stupid, she couldn't help but smirk and shake her head. "You wouldn't kill him and you know it" she pointed out as he walked away. She may not have known Dean for as long as she knew Sam, but it was clear as day how close the two of them were and they would rather do anything reckless than see each other hurt or hurt each other. 

As Dean left the war room, Lexi finished gathering their belongings so they were completely prepared in case anything went south. She didn't want to think about it being possibly a trap but she also knew it was far better to be prepared for one nonetheless. It was only when she was on her own that she paused what she was doing and looked up and around. "What spooked him?" she whispered to herself, not getting any weird feelings around the room. Shaking the curiosity out of her mind, she slung her bag over her shoulder and picked up Dean's for him, heading to the spiral staircase to wait for him. She found herself going through various scenarios in her head and trying to imagine what kind of person they would be meeting up with, wondering if they really could be as prepared as they think they are. 

[b]SAM[/b]

Sam couldn't remember the last time he watched Dirty Dancing or if he even had actually watched it, so a lot of his laughter and sassy commentary with Anya was completely genuine and off the cuff. She proved great company and she was proving that she had quite the sense of humour that complimented his own really well, which was a breath of fresh air for him. He hadn't had a chance to really laugh with someone much since Dean had his grieving den and if he was ever with Lexi, they were constantly in work mode. So to just be able to chill out and laugh with someone was so welcoming and cherished. 

For the most part, he was oblivious to what Anya was thinking, ashamedly more focused on the film that he actually realised. It was only when Anya scooted closer and tapped his arm that he looked down at her direction and gave her a smile, about to ask her what she wanted to say when she placed her lips upon his own, shocking him initially. He was about to initially break away slowly until he heard Dean's voice practically bellow in the doorway of his room, making him flinch and break away much quicker than he planned. "Dean! What the hell!?" he responded in an annoyed huff. "It's not like that alright!? We're watching a film. What do you even want?" he practically scolded his other brother, feeling like he shouldn't have to explain himself- they weren't kids anymore, but here he was doing exactly that.