[b]MIKA[/b]

Mika knew the look Dean was giving her. She could tell he was impressed she was being so willing to give Esme the time of day after everything that happened before tonight. She was impressed with herself deep down as she didn't think she could ever see Esme as someone who deserved her respect, but it seemed she could indeed change and be open to change. She also saw how reacted to the information about Sam and somehow just knew in her heart that until Sam reappeared in front of them all, he would be convinced Sam wouldn't ever come home. Mika on the other hand had faith that Sam and Anna would come back because Sam has her car. If they didn't? It would be easy to trace their location. As he then agreed to get to bed, she was thankful he wasn't going to fight her on the decision and go after Sam. “Good” she smiled at his promise to sleep. 

She couldn't help but smirk when he turned her around to face the direction they needed to go in and gently pushed her towards the staircase, something she was used to but never tired of it. She was pretty sure it all started when they were teenagers and he did it as a joke, but it was something that always stuck with them. It was their thing, or at least, she hoped it was just their thing. She was about to say something but his words of thanks for being his voice of reason and promise to be more open stopped her from saying what she originally was going to. “I'm always going to be here for you Dean. I don't plan on going anywhere. When I wrote on that note that day dad pulled me from school, telling you I'd come back for you, I meant it. I still mean it. I'll always find my way back to you and be there when you need me” she told him. She still remembers that day like it was yesterday, how could she not? It was the same damn day her whole family was attacked, just earlier in that day. She slammed that note she quickly scribbled in her sketchbook against the passenger side window as he was on the sidewalk. She had every intention of getting back to him, running away from her parents that night and back to Dean. She never envisioned that would be the night she went crawling to Bobby's for help and John declared she was dead to Dean, to make him move on from her. 

Walking up the stairs to her room, she followed him into the bedroom, only to be greeted by Castiel standing at the foot of their bed and Dean instantly going into protective mode. She stood behind him but looked over his shoulder at Castiel, irritated that he just waited for them in her room. Mika felt like it was a complete breach of privacy and felt ever so slightly weirdly violated that an Angel just entered without permission. Listening to their conversation, she instantly put the pieces together in her head. Alastair was the one who tortured Dean in Hell. Coming to that conclusion, she instantly knew there was absolutely no way she was letting the Angels force Dean to be near the demon. 

“Like Hell he is going with you to Alastair. Castiel, I get whatever it's for, it must be important but we are human. We need to rest up, it's been a long day and evening. Dean is drained, we all are. So without sleep he is no good to you or anyone.” She said sternly, narrowing her eyes to show Castiel she was not budging on her stance. “so please, give us this one night and tomorrow he can do whatever it is you want, but if he goes, I'm going. That's not a request either” she added. 


[b]NATALIA[/b]

Nat saw the worry in Cason's face as she got closer to him, or more the point, saw the worry fade from his face as she got to him. She figured it couldn't have been easy for him to stay back as she spoke with Dean, but she was so grateful that he did. When he gave her the daily reminder that she was just a human, she smirked and rolled her eyes at him. “Yeah yeah I know. I'm a fragile human” she retorted in jest as he wrapped an arm round her waist and led the way to the house. It was at this moment she knew he was going to be incredibly clingy and fussy until he was happy that she was safe and warm inside and fully got some proper sleep. Reaching the back kitchen door, she saw through the window Mika and Dean heading upstairs before Cason opened it and pulled her inside declaring that they were to make absolutely no pit stops until they reached Bobby's bedroom. 

It was so endearing and amusing to see Cason being like this with her, but she understood it, at least she thought she understood it. She figured he was still being this level of fussy and protective as she did come so close to death the night before and it would be a while before he got less fussy with her. She didn't complain, but she knew she would have to just ride it out until he felt like she wasn't something that would break like a bag of potato chips. “Okay okay” she chuckled back at him, letting him just pull her into the bedroom and close the door behind them both. Inside, she pulled her jacket off and chucked it on the floor across the room before kicking her boots off. Looking up she saw Cason climbing onto the bed, spreading out and topless, making her bite her bottom lip briefly as she walked over to the bed and got onto it. Yanking the throw blanket over her as she did and settled down beside him, her head on his chest, arm over him. 

“And laid on it is” she chuckled before yawning, the tiredness suddenly kicking in now she was laying down once again. “I'm really glad you stuck around tonight. Don't think I could have done that chat with Dean if you weren't nearby.” She told him, the need for sleep only getting stronger for her. So much of her wanted to stay awake with Cason, knowing he didn't sleep, but her body was winning out. “Night Cas–” she began to say only to fall asleep before she could even finish saying his name. 

[b]SAM[/b]

Opening his eyes to look at Anna as she pulled his head back just for a moment, he smiled at her. She really was the most perfect person to him and he knew staying away from the house was literally the best thing they could have done. “I love you so much too Anna. With all my heart” he replied to her, leaning back down and kissing her once more to show her exactly how much he loved her….

Later in the night, he was laid out in the bed, on his back and holding Anna close to him. Out of breath, tired and dopamine levels high, he was the most content he had been for a long time. He didn't even think about the fact they were far enough away from the house that no one could bother them. He just didn't want this night to end even though he was now close to falling asleep happily. Sam had completely let go of all his stress and anger towards his brother and the situation that had befallen them, only letting his happiness of having a completely normal night with Anna fill his mind. “I'm so glad we don't have anything to bother us. It's about time we had quality time to ourselves” he commented, stroking his shoulder with his thumb as he struggled to keep his eyes open as they stared up at the ceiling.