[h2]Esme[/h2]
 Esme didn’t pay much attention to the back door opening and closing, signaling Duke had walked into the kitchen. She had gotten too engrossed in the books in front of her and making notes on her notepad. She didn’t even look up when Dean and Duke began talking in the kitchen. She wanted to get this done so she could take a break and stretch her back and legs. Esme already knew she wouldn’t be able to stand by the time she finished. They had gone numb and were slightly starting to ache. She couldn’t feel her feet at all, but she was determined to get through it. When Duke noticed her and spoke to her, she was in the process of jotting something down. “Hey.” she said simply while still jotting down her notes. Esme returned to reading while Dean pulled Duke’s attention back to him. When Duke spoke to her again, she had just turned the page in a couple of books and sighed and rolled her eyes at Duke’s words with a shake of her head. She didn’t have time to answer before Dean chimed in again. It was clear to see that Dean was trying to start something, which made her sigh. 

Esme read a little more and made a few more notes before it became too hard for her to concentrate on her task with the back-and-forth between the boys. Sitting up, she grabbed her coffee cup and took a long drink before setting it back beside her. Then, Esme closed the books and pushed them off to the side. She then stretched out her legs with a wince and a muffled groan as she listened to Duke’s suggestion to go out tonight, just the three of them. She couldn't deny that it sounded like a good idea, especially with how long Dean and her had been cooped up in the house. Esme ran her hands up and down her legs as she looked up at Dean in the kitchen. “Whatcha say, Dean?” she asked him. “It’s not a bad idea…. I think we could both use a night out with how long we’ve been cooped up in here, and I know the boredom has to be getting to you.” As Esme started to feel the feeling in her legs come back, she moved her legs and feet a bit to help the process along further. After a moment, she brought her knees up and stretched out her back. 

She placed a hand on her knee and twisted her torso to the right, popping her back, then did the left side. Then, she proceeded to pop her neck. “That’s better.” she sighed. She then took to her feet, even though her legs and feet were still a tad tingly. She knew she didn’t have to voice her boredom to Dean since he knew she didn’t like being cooped up, even if she could step outside for some fresh air. It just wasn’t the same as getting away for a while. Bending, she picked up her coffee cup and finished what little was in it. Then, she walked into the kitchen and passed the boys to pour herself another cup. After pouring herself a new cup, she turned and leaned against the counter, cradling the cup in her hands, now taking the time actually to look at both boys, noticing the shape Duke came home in and how he had changed a bit in his appearance. “After all we’ve done to help Bobby around here, I don't think he’d mind if we ran off to have some time for ourselves.” she told Dean. Esme lifted her cup to her lips and took a sip of her coffee without taking her eyes off of Dean.