[h3] Dean [/h3]

[b][I] The next morning[/I][/b]
Dean woke with a start from a nightmare, gasping as he flinched and his eyes opened wide to stare at the ceiling. He blinked a few times, trying to blink away the images of Mika’s death from the back of his mind. The nightmares were still there, every time he closed his eyes without fail. It seemed, however, as if he had slept quite a while, because his head was groggy and his eyes were sore, as if he had been there a while.

He reached over with his free hand, and picked up his phone, frowning at the time. This was the latest he had slept in a while. It was seven in the morning. He tossed his phone back on the night stand and turned his attention to the weight on his chest. He smiled, pulling himself closer to Lexi who at some point in the night had ended up turned away from him, curled up on his arm. He rolled to press his face into her hair and breathed her in, as he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her tight against his chest.

“Good morning.” He murmured in a sleepy raspy voice, into her hair. He tilted his head up and nuzzled his nose against her ear with a soft smile, “We should probably get up before the banging on the door starts…”

[h3] Anya [/h3] 

Anya smiled as Sam brought her into his side, slinging her arm over his sweaty chest. She snuggled up to him and sighed, just feeling the difference in his gentle touches from the roughness of those same touches over the last hour. She was comfortable. She was safe. It was an odd feeling of safety, being so close to Sam, as if she had known him forever, and knew that he would protect her with his life.

She hummed silently at the feeling of him brushing his fingers over the skin of her arms, goosebumps forming at the light touch. And with his comment, Anya was reminded of exactly how new their connection was…and how innocent it had started. She laughed, her body shaking a bit against his side as the simplicity of the whole thing washed over her…again, like they were meant to end up…here.

“Definitely.” She signed, only able to sign half the word with her hand, using his chest as the base with another soft laugh. Moving herself up on the bed, she brought that hand to rest against his cheek, catching his eyes with her own for a second before pressing a loving and deep kiss to his lips. If this is how Sam was with someone he had barely met, her heart swelled with the thought of how he would treat someone he loved. How lucky that person would be. She broke the kiss, and a mischievous smirk crossed her face before she brought that same hand out in front of his face, signing just the number ‘2’. She raised her eyebrows, wondering if he would take the hint that she was proposing a ‘round two’ and then giggled, kissing him again.

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[b][I] The next morning [/I][/b]

Anya barely stirred as her body alerted her that it was morning, and she had basically slept like the dead. She tensed her muscles against Sam’s side, made aware immediately that not only was she very sore, but Sam was still in bed. With a soft smile, she moved herself up on the bed with a little effort, wanting to be closer to his face. She then buried her face in the side of his neck, kissing him just behind his ear with his hair tickling her nose. She brought her hand up and buried it in his hair on the other side of his head, tempted to just watch him sleep.

There was no sound in the bunker, other than the slight rattling of the old metal upstairs, clanging and echoing through the halls. So, she had to assume that Dean and Lexi were still asleep, or if they were up, they were being very quiet. Everything echoed in the bunker. The thought brought her back to the teasing she had lobbed at Sam the night before about how ‘loud’ he seemed. Hopefully, Lexi and Dean had been too busy to notice.

The thought made her chuckle against his ear, her breath moving a bit of his hair in a way that made her smile wider. Today was going to be awkward. She just knew it. But at least the dam was broken. She would never look at Sam the same, and she was honestly…truly…okay with it.