LEXI
Dean's 'yes ma'am' gave Lexi butterflies in her stomach and sent her mind racing but outwardly, she kept her cool as best as she could, by focusing on starting the washing up. It didn't help that he purposely stood as close as he could to her in the process, hips touching. She could sense he was trying to think of something, but she didn't know what and she didn't feel like she had any right to delve into his thoughts. Despite that ship probably having sailed a long time ago. She looked up at him briefly as she handed him a dish and he spoke about overhearing Sam and Anya's plans. Knowing that Sam fully intended on going to get Anya's other things from where she was staying, it didn't surprise her that Anya wanted to go with him as it did seem like they had really grown close incredibly quickly. It was clear that the two were going to become inseparable in no time, just as she had hoped would happen between herself and Dean. "Not a shock, it is her belongings he's going for after all" she spoke back.
She smirked at his initial words but then smirked more as he continued and taunted her about not being able to leave him alone. "Oh is that right?" she replied just as teasingly, "I think you'll find it's you unable to not touch me" she continued, also thinking about the night before and even this morning in the shower before childishly flicking some soapy water at him with a chuckle. "Oh whoops!" she said sarcastically with a snigger. "My bad" she chuckled. She knew she probably had started a playful war but she was in a playful mood and no one was going to stop her from splashing the Dean Winchester with soapy water.
Looking at him, she bit her bottom lip as she dried her hands on her jeans, taking a cautious step backward, expecting him to retaliate. If he was going to then she was going to give herself a head start on trying to run away. She was determined to give Dean as many happy moments and memories as possible before they went serious and she had to go change into her workout gear to train Anya.
SAM
Sam honestly got the feeling from Anya that it was pointless to protest against her wanting to come with him. Not only was it that she had valid points, but over the years he had learned not to argue with a woman who had made up her mind. He knew a few fearless and strong women in his time and if he argued with any of them, it would always be them who won out in the end. At her words about Dean and Lexi, he couldn't help but glance toward the kitchen and saw how closely Dean was standing next to Lexi in the distance and he smiled. Of course his brother was acting like glue to Lexi.
He waited for her to come back when he saw that Anya went into the library half of the war room and pulled out a Ramones t-shirt from her bag. Smirking softly at the choice of shirt, he knew Dean would approve of the choice whenever he spotted it. In fact, he was certain Natalia would also approve as her tastes were very on par with Dean's. He smiled as he saw her skipping back over to him, an action that was so innocent. He just hoped she wouldn't lose this personality trait and demeanor when she truly began hunting. So many lost their innocence and joyful attitudes when they entered the world of hunting and he really didn't want that for Anya.
As much as he admired Mika's strength as an adult when she was alive, he still remembered how different she was a kid when they were growing up and so much light just disappeared in her eyes as her life changed. He didn't even know how Natalia was, but something him she was the same before she went through the life she did. It was a miracle Natalia even had any kind of joy or humour left her- but then again, Cason was a big reason for that. He managed to help her unlock so many lost memories over the years of dating her and it was like he and Dean got to see a taste of what she could have been like if she wasn't a hunter.
He snapped out of his thoughts when he felt Anya grab his hand and pull him to his bedroom so they could change. A smirk on his lips appearing once more. In his room, he walked over to his chest of drawers to grab a pair of jeans and shirt when he suddenly noticed Anya was just stripping down to change without a care in the world. Despite the night before, he still found himself getting flustered at the sight and made himself turn his back to her as he changed out of his sweats and into his jeans.
He quickly got his shirt on over his head, before picking out a button up shirt and pulling it on, one arm at a time, leaving it open. Turning back round to face her as she let him know she was fully dressed and less distracting. "I uhh...uhh, yeah" he replied,sheepishly smiling and running a hand through his hair. "So I guess we should get going" he said, trying so hard to not stutter his words out.
Dean's 'yes ma'am' gave Lexi butterflies in her stomach and sent her mind racing but outwardly, she kept her cool as best as she could, by focusing on starting the washing up. It didn't help that he purposely stood as close as he could to her in the process, hips touching. She could sense he was trying to think of something, but she didn't know what and she didn't feel like she had any right to delve into his thoughts. Despite that ship probably having sailed a long time ago. She looked up at him briefly as she handed him a dish and he spoke about overhearing Sam and Anya's plans. Knowing that Sam fully intended on going to get Anya's other things from where she was staying, it didn't surprise her that Anya wanted to go with him as it did seem like they had really grown close incredibly quickly. It was clear that the two were going to become inseparable in no time, just as she had hoped would happen between herself and Dean. "Not a shock, it is her belongings he's going for after all" she spoke back.
She smirked at his initial words but then smirked more as he continued and taunted her about not being able to leave him alone. "Oh is that right?" she replied just as teasingly, "I think you'll find it's you unable to not touch me" she continued, also thinking about the night before and even this morning in the shower before childishly flicking some soapy water at him with a chuckle. "Oh whoops!" she said sarcastically with a snigger. "My bad" she chuckled. She knew she probably had started a playful war but she was in a playful mood and no one was going to stop her from splashing the Dean Winchester with soapy water.
Looking at him, she bit her bottom lip as she dried her hands on her jeans, taking a cautious step backward, expecting him to retaliate. If he was going to then she was going to give herself a head start on trying to run away. She was determined to give Dean as many happy moments and memories as possible before they went serious and she had to go change into her workout gear to train Anya.
SAM
Sam honestly got the feeling from Anya that it was pointless to protest against her wanting to come with him. Not only was it that she had valid points, but over the years he had learned not to argue with a woman who had made up her mind. He knew a few fearless and strong women in his time and if he argued with any of them, it would always be them who won out in the end. At her words about Dean and Lexi, he couldn't help but glance toward the kitchen and saw how closely Dean was standing next to Lexi in the distance and he smiled. Of course his brother was acting like glue to Lexi.
He waited for her to come back when he saw that Anya went into the library half of the war room and pulled out a Ramones t-shirt from her bag. Smirking softly at the choice of shirt, he knew Dean would approve of the choice whenever he spotted it. In fact, he was certain Natalia would also approve as her tastes were very on par with Dean's. He smiled as he saw her skipping back over to him, an action that was so innocent. He just hoped she wouldn't lose this personality trait and demeanor when she truly began hunting. So many lost their innocence and joyful attitudes when they entered the world of hunting and he really didn't want that for Anya.
As much as he admired Mika's strength as an adult when she was alive, he still remembered how different she was a kid when they were growing up and so much light just disappeared in her eyes as her life changed. He didn't even know how Natalia was, but something him she was the same before she went through the life she did. It was a miracle Natalia even had any kind of joy or humour left her- but then again, Cason was a big reason for that. He managed to help her unlock so many lost memories over the years of dating her and it was like he and Dean got to see a taste of what she could have been like if she wasn't a hunter.
He snapped out of his thoughts when he felt Anya grab his hand and pull him to his bedroom so they could change. A smirk on his lips appearing once more. In his room, he walked over to his chest of drawers to grab a pair of jeans and shirt when he suddenly noticed Anya was just stripping down to change without a care in the world. Despite the night before, he still found himself getting flustered at the sight and made himself turn his back to her as he changed out of his sweats and into his jeans.
He quickly got his shirt on over his head, before picking out a button up shirt and pulling it on, one arm at a time, leaving it open. Turning back round to face her as she let him know she was fully dressed and less distracting. "I uhh...uhh, yeah" he replied,sheepishly smiling and running a hand through his hair. "So I guess we should get going" he said, trying so hard to not stutter his words out.