[b]SAM[/b]

Sam noticed Anya smirk as he called his brother out, and he knew in that moment that if she did stick around she would see how much they call each other out or wind each other up for each other's amusement. He also had a feeling that she would eventually gel with the other two and fit in quite well, but of course he didn't plan on forcing her to stick around if she ever chose to leave. 

When he saw her face drop into disappointment at the news of what Dean and Lexi found out, he felt so sorry for her. He really had hoped they would find something out for her, to give her anything that would even hint at an answer she so desperately wanted. He listened to her phone after she typed out her reply, almost not even thinking of it as a separate thing to her, and just seeing it as her talking like anyone else. Her determination to keep trying until they did find something was admirable. It was a trait he hadn't seen in someone for a while, as he didn't count Lexi's need to keep hunting to hide from her grief that he had witnessed. This felt different and it was almost contagious as he felt if she was determined to keep going, then so was he. 

The ding from the oven, brought his attention back to the reason they were initially in the kitchen for. He gladly stepped back as she motioned for him to do so, letting her walk to the oven and watched as she took the food out and onto the cutting board on the counter. "It smells amazing Anya!" he told her honestly, it really did smell great and he figured if this didn't go towards getting into Dean's good books when he and Lexi returned, then he wasn't sure what she could do to get him on her side. 

"Hopefully they won't be long and I have a feeling he will be. He usually is" he replied to her. 

[b]LEXI[/b]

It was no surprise to her that he didn't like the fact she also called him out after Sam clearly did. But she couldn't side with him if that wasn't what she truly believed. She never liked lying unless it was for work purposes as she felt it put her in a bad light amongst hunters and most importantly, those she cared about. Dean was becoming rapidly someone she cared about so she didn't ever want to lie to him about anything. Yet, she would never invalidate his feelings either. 

When he took in what she was telling him, she was so tempted to say 'sorry what was that?' just to make him repeat that she was right but she could read his body language and decided against it. She knew how to read a room and now wasn't the exact moment to make such a quip at his expense. She wanted to try and cheer him up and make him feel better, not upset him more or make him close up more. Letting him mull over her suggestion, she sat back after kissing his cheek, but she had to look at him when she felt his eyes on her. 

Seeing him at least attempt a smile back to her made her feel less bad about calling him out moments ago. She let him speak and was glad that he was willing to at least give Anya a chance even if it meant keeping an eye on the girl. "Okay, keep an eye on her but first..." she began to speak before leaning in and just kissing him. She couldn't hold it back anymore, she tried with the kiss on his cheek earlier, but it was no good. She NEEDED to kiss him again. Letting it linger for a moment before pulling away, she stroked his cheek, "lets go back" she suggested softly.