[b]LEXI[/b]

Dean's morning flustered and bumbling of his words made Lexi smile, just as it always did. She chuckled as he pointed out it was unusual for her to have gotten up earlier than himself, knowing he wasn't exactly wrong about that fact. He was usually the first one up out of the two of them, but this morning she just found herself naturally waking up earlier and in the mood to get that morning workout in. “Figured you could do with the lay in this morning. As you said yourself, you're usually up way earlier than should be normal and you looked so peaceful, I didn't want to wake you” she smiled, slightly teasing him whilst also being serious in her reasoning. She took a long drink of her water as she turned and saw him clearly listening out for anyone else before he made a remark about no one else seemed to be awake. “Anna is awake, she's in the gym on the treadmill. But I didn't notice or hear anyone else awake. Though I think after last night and yesterday's early start for the others it shouldn't be surprising. I think we can allow Natalia and Cason to get up whenever they want after that long drive from California” she pointed out. 

Using a free hand, she pulled her gym towel off from her neck and used it to actually pat down the back of her neck instead of any possible sweat before doing the same on her back. “And like I said, figured you too could do with the rest. You're always up early and you deserve to sleep in some days you know” she told him, pointing her water bottle at him as she spoke. She couldn't help but mull over what Anna told her earlier about how Dean was looking the best he had done in months and she really had to wonder if it really was because of her. Has her entering his life really made that much of a difference that it's possibly put a lot of relief in people like Anna? She knew Dean had been struggling with his grief from what Sam had warned her about when she first came to the bunker, but now she had Anna's words rattling around in her mind and it brought it all up again. It even made her see how he really helped her come out of her own shell more, more so than even Sam had. 

“So, I'm gonna go for a shower as, like you so eloquently put it, I'm sweaty and no one needs a sweaty me walking around the place” she smirked, stepping up to him once more and pecking his lips. “I won't be long, so keep that coffee hot for me?” She requested. 


[b]SAM[/b]

Sam smiled when he watched Anya glance down at her arm and lift it up to him to basically say she slept on her opposite side all night. He was glad she had woken up in a pretty good mood as part of him expected her to wake up in a less than happy mood after everything that transpired the night before. If she had, he wouldn't have blamed her for it at all, he knew all too well how grumpy having an arm in a cast made someone, and topping it off with the fact it was a sly demon that had caused it? He really wasn't expecting to see her still so chipper, but he was happy she hadn't lost the positive attitude. As her message played out, he started laughing at her remark about a nurse's uniform being too short on him. He stopped laughing, but kept the happy look on his face when she confirmed she had slept pretty well thanks to the meds the hospital gave her. He also wasn't surprised that she mentioned needing coffee to start the day. “I'm sure we can accommodate that need” he replied to her.

As he sat upright, he kept a watch on her as she moved up to join him in a more upright position. He wished he could do more to help her when she hissed as she moved to lean more against the headboard, but let her scoot closer to him after grabbing her phone again, instinctively he lifted and draped his arm around her shoulders so she could be closer to him. He didn't know that she heard about the discussion involving her voice last night, but he had hoped he could delay it as long as he could even though everyone else probably wouldn't let him delay it. Listening to her next message, he smirked and gave a nod, “good and I can get you coffee” he replied, kissing the side of her head. “I got your meds right here” he then added, stretching his free hand over to his bedside table and grabbing the bottle that contained the tablets, giving it a little shake in front of her. “Purposely kept them close in case you woke up in the night needing them” he told her honestly. “So…coffee” he said once more before forcing himself to pull away from Anya so he could actually get out of bed. 

Every part of him wanted to just dive under the covers again and stay in bed, but he knew it was already late into the morning and if they didn't move, someone, probably Dean, would come and make them get up just so he wasn't the only one up and about. “Let's get you that caffeine before Dean drinks it all” he smirked, standing up and grabbing some basic clothes to yank on so he was at least presentable now that there were a lot more people around the bunker. The last thing he wanted was for his sister or her boyfriend to see him in his boxers. He waited for Anya to get up and join him as he grabbed her pain meds for her and then walked out of his room and towards the kitchen with her, eventually seeing Dean in there, which was of no surprise whatsoever. “You look like you haven't been awake long” he pointed out to Dean.

[b]NATALIA[/b]

Cason's defence of him not complaining made Nat laugh. At least he had the sense to say ‘not much’ because she could easily point out many times when he would complain, whether it be the times over the years of having to drive long distances, even now or when she had the odd bit of junk food or junk snacks. She was just impressed that his constant complaining about her older eating habits did actually change her diet and it was a lot more varied now than it once was. So maybe his complaining wasn't always bad. 

She just knew deep down that he would agree with her about making the most of being able to just be normal for a short while and not worry about the next job or destination. She had craved it for so long, even amidst the time she left the bunker and just wanted to go on hunt after hunt to distract her mind from the fact Mika had died and was not coming back this time. Part of her still wished she was the one who could track down the demon that killed her and destroy the weapon that did it. For what felt like the longest time, she could never get that moment out of her head, just seeing Mika's body on the ground, turned ashy grey, the stab wound sparking and hissing after she just managed to tell Dean 'it's okay…’ despite being absolutely terrified at the knowledge she wasn't coming back from that fight. The demon hadn't just killed Mika, they obliterated the phoenix that kept her alive as well. The extra hidden weapon in the group's arsenal. She was convinced for a while that not even Cason could have brought her back to reality and reason, but he somehow did and it made her love him even more. 

She continued to smile when he swept her hair behind her ear and cradled her chin in the way he knew would always make her melt to him, just as she had a way of making him putty in her own hands. “I'm sure there are too, so I think we should find out what those million ways are…don't you?” She teased back with a flirtatious smile as he pulled her to him, meeting halfway and kissing him back just deeply.